<?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-1294681236627379318</id><updated>2011-12-01T22:13:25.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oven Fresh Dreams</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-2772509579141289580</id><published>2011-10-22T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T20:02:06.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just a feeling that I have and I can't believe that it's over now.</title><content type='html'>I held on as long as I could. I waited for you to come back. Swear I waited as long as I could because I thought you were finally the one... I was wrong. It was just a feeling that I have. I. Only me. No YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that it is over now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-2772509579141289580?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/2772509579141289580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-just-feeling-that-i-have-and-i-cant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2772509579141289580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2772509579141289580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-just-feeling-that-i-have-and-i-cant.html' title='It&apos;s just a feeling that I have and I can&apos;t believe that it&apos;s over now.'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-7655067740978320252</id><published>2011-10-21T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T23:24:04.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighteen Is More Than A Number</title><content type='html'>I used to wish that I grow older faster. That I will be an adult right away. I think it was normal for kids to wish for such thing but now I kinda regret wishing for that (not that it really happened right away but I think you get my point).&amp;nbsp;I am now 18 years old. I turned 18 last 4th of July. I am 18. Adult. No longer a minor. Still clueless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously everyone will turn 18. Everyone will get older. Everyone will have to face more complicated situations that will require more complicated thinking and decision making. When one turns 18, people expect that person to be more mature, more disciplined, more smarter, more better in everything... Okay, maybe people don't think that way but I do think that I should be better in everything that I am doing and about to do. My point is this, since I'm already 18 I should act my part as an adult. I will do it. I will be better. I will not let more responsibilities nor more piercing words bring me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 18 and I &lt;strike&gt;am&lt;/strike&gt; should be a better me. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eighteen is &lt;u&gt;definitely&lt;/u&gt; more than a number.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-7655067740978320252?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/7655067740978320252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/10/eighteen-is-more-than-number.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/7655067740978320252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/7655067740978320252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/10/eighteen-is-more-than-number.html' title='Eighteen Is More Than A Number'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-1894902948047846135</id><published>2011-10-20T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T00:35:17.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spontaneous and Unsure</title><content type='html'>I have been spontaneously doing a lot of things and going to a lot of places. I have been spontaneously saying a lot of things. Without much realization, a lot of things spontaneously happened... Thinking about them makes me regret and stupid. Somehow they made me feel that I am &amp;nbsp;not that matured yet. Also not yet decided on what to do with my life. Though I have been spontaneous lately, the future part of my life is greatly unplanned and undecided yet. I cannot act spontaneously about it. It must take a lot of thinking and soul searching to be able to arrive with a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking starts now. Soul searching starts... Unsure yet. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-1894902948047846135?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/1894902948047846135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/10/spontaneous-and-unsure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1894902948047846135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1894902948047846135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/10/spontaneous-and-unsure.html' title='Spontaneous and Unsure'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5756495603067542736</id><published>2011-08-17T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T01:00:11.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August 17, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img height="207" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln589vx00a1qapvcuo1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;Got this picture from &lt;a href="http://hellyeahitsrandom.tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt;. This picture has about 5,000 notes, meaning this picture had been reblogged and liked 5,000 times. About 5,000 people around the globe was able to relate their experiences to this picture.&amp;nbsp;Isn't it funny to know that what you feel is universal? Isn't it funny to know that you are not the only one who experiences such dilemma in life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;5,000 people felt what I felt. 5,000 people had the same experience. I was able to connect to 5,000 people. But why am I still feeling this way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm terrible at capturing my thoughts but for this particular situation in my life, no words &amp;nbsp;can be used to explain what I'm feeling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5756495603067542736?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5756495603067542736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/08/august-17-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5546616769480048330</id><published>2011-06-27T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T21:22:51.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are just times when I hate everything that my parents say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5546616769480048330?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-8655673306015578624</id><published>2011-05-16T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T01:51:43.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When saying 'I like you' leads to another start of something new</title><content type='html'>This is weird. You are weird. You care too much about your privacy to the point that you wont tell me even your birthday. I care about you and I want to know everything about you so that we can be best friends, yeah the one that you like. But now I am clueless on how I can be your best friend, or even just a friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-8655673306015578624?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/8655673306015578624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-saying-i-like-you-leads-to-another.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8655673306015578624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8655673306015578624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-saying-i-like-you-leads-to-another.html' title='When saying &apos;I like you&apos; leads to another start of something new'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-1718731916671769622</id><published>2011-05-12T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:50:54.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May 12, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do not know why all of a sudden I felt this urge to write and talk about what is on my mind. My thoughts. My contemplations. My beliefs. My issues. Everything... They are in disarray. Pieces of different puzzles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do not know if I should believe everything that you say nor continue talking to you for that matter. I just hope that you do not take advantage of the trust that I have for you, the respect, the loyalty. You said respect is the most important thing that a person should give and have. I totally agree with you. Swear. I just hope that you are not playing...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;11:11pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-1718731916671769622?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/1718731916671769622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-12-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1718731916671769622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1718731916671769622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/05/may-12-2011.html' title='May 12, 2011'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-2882312913860400243</id><published>2011-03-01T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T23:16:14.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 21, 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewan ko. Gusto kita. Gustung-gusto. Alam kong gusto kita at hindi ako magtataka kung alam mo rin yun dahil halatang-halata naman siguro. Noong huling nag-usap tayo ng seryoso tinanong mo kung gaano katagal pa akong mag-aaral. Biniro kita na hindi na ako mag-aaral, sinabihan mo lang ako ng “ulol” noon pero alam ko naman na iniisip mo lang ang kapakanan ko. Sinagot kita ng seryoso, sinabi ko na Veterinary of Medicine ang kurso ko, tinanong mo kung gaano katagal ‘yun at sinagot ko naman ng maayos. Anim na taon. Anim na taon ang sinabi ko sa’yo at tumawa ka lang at sinabing “ang tagal”. Mula noon hindi na tayo nag-usap pa ulit ng seryoso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakatapos ko pa lang ng high school noong tinanong mo ako ng ganoon. Ngayon mag-iisang taon na ako sa kolehiyo, naisip ko lang na kung tutuusin parang nag-propose ka na. Walangya ka bakit hindi mo na lang ako diniresto?! POTEK!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created this post last February 21, 2011, as the title suggests, and totally forgot about it. I made this when I was pretty much bored and had nothing else to do but reminisce the things that happened in my past including our old and tattered relationship. Doing so, I made a realization which is stated above.&amp;nbsp;I forgot to mention that after that conversation, we never talked again... Anyway I realized or should I say I made such generalization because you've told me that you were preparing for your future. Okay enough. I just feel weird because all of a sudden you made an effort to talk to me again. Hello is it because you're of legal age already and have a job?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-2882312913860400243?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/2882312913860400243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/03/february-21-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2882312913860400243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2882312913860400243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/03/february-21-2011.html' title='February 21, 2011'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5719653913304827099</id><published>2011-02-28T00:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T00:17:49.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When someone tells me I can't do anything, I don't listen anymore.</title><content type='html'>I do this not as a sign of disrespect for the person telling me such thing but, as a respect for myself. At the end of the day, the only thing that is left for me is myself and my dignity. People would only respect me if I respect first my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit this, but sometimes I hear the most discouraging words from the people who are most important to me. It hurts, a lot actually. But I believe that if I want something badly no one and nothing could stop me. No one could discourage me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most often than not their discouraging words get through me and I would just let a curse out of my mouth, of course not aloud... When I think about it, the feeling is really disappointing and frustrating. I hate to be idealistic but, when I watch movies or simply just a television show and I see other people doing the opposite it hurts me even more. I sometimes wish that the people around me would also do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want other people to experience this because it is really not fair... Do not let anyone get through you and tell you that you can not do anything or you can not be that good at anything, do not listen to them. Do not also ever think that you are the only one experiencing it, you are not alone.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone tells me I can't do anything, I don't listen anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5719653913304827099?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5719653913304827099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-someone-tells-me-i-cant-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5719653913304827099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5719653913304827099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-someone-tells-me-i-cant-do.html' title='When someone tells me I can&apos;t do anything, I don&apos;t listen anymore.'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-4085642876620860618</id><published>2011-02-01T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T01:11:27.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>I admit that I am not the most religious and holy person on earth nor just religious enough to proudly say that I practice my religion. I am also the person who will most likely not attend all the Sunday masses and holiday masses. I've also never experienced to complete the &lt;i&gt;simbang gabi&lt;/i&gt;. I also sometimes think that having a religion is just part of humans' way of conforming to the norms but nonetheless, I've never lost my faith in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not do this often, I do not really take account of the blessings that I receive. I am doing this now to thank You. I know that You know that I've been in the stage where I questioned my faith and Your guidance. Thank You for never letting me down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for all the blessings that You have given me, my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for the guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for having a lot of patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for not leaving me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, thank You because You're there. Always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot put into words nor sum the thoughts and thank you's that I want You to receive and hear... I completely cannot understand why all of a sudden I am like this... God, I owe You a lot and I will do everything to follow the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Yes, of course, you want to control so everything happens in just the way you want it. But at the end of the day, we control nothing, - it's all in God's hands, - has always been, and will always be. So, do what you can, and then let go, and let God handle the rest." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4085642876620860618?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/4085642876620860618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/02/reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4085642876620860618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4085642876620860618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/02/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-6712237460499940829</id><published>2011-01-13T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T21:52:56.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to be a  Miser</title><content type='html'>Money has never been a problem for my family (I think) and I do not want to abuse that fact so I've decided to save my money, my allowance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already labeled several letter envelops where I would put my money -- gadgets, school, travel, books, clothes, shoes, savings(bank). I think this is already a good start considering my struggle in spending and buying unnecessary things. Also I really do not have a large allowance per week because I only have classes from Tuesday to Friday, four days &lt;i&gt;lang&lt;/i&gt; with only 130php a day... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last semester I also said to myself this, that I will save my money but the "saving" really did not happen. I tried listing several schemes on thrift-ing but nothing really worked because I never became faithful to my plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to think of a good way to save money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This second semester I will change, I MUST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-6712237460499940829?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/6712237460499940829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-to-be-miser.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6712237460499940829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6712237460499940829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/01/time-to-be-miser.html' title='Time to be a  Miser'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-2698897753706033740</id><published>2011-01-02T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:17:48.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Women are running towards drugstores to get the latest whitening product. And even though they’re already contented with their tanned skin, they’ll still befriend Belo and Calayan. Because that’s what the society wants - skin as white as snow, flawless and seemingly pure. Men clamp their mouths shut, unwilling to utter any emotion, giving out an impression that they’re tough, they’re heartless. Because that’s what the society says - men should be masculine, fearless, void of any emotion. People are so engrossed with the needs and wants of the society that we forget our own needs and wants. We forget who we really are and instead, we become mere clones of each other. We become prisoners of the standards that we have set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of desperately trying to defy gravity, maybe we should defy society instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ate Pao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-2698897753706033740?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/2698897753706033740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/01/women-are-running-towards-drugstores-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2698897753706033740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2698897753706033740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/01/women-are-running-towards-drugstores-to.html' title=''/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-7167848009243242206</id><published>2011-01-01T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T01:13:00.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1-1-11</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More food! No wonder I gained a lot of weight. No time to exercise! I choose not to have time for exercise! HAHA! Fail! Anyway, I will sleep now because we, family, are going to watch this later&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROXZFfuHbrs/TRpXuzp2DhI/AAAAAAAAOwM/XL7Lh9_MTgI/s1600/THE+GRAND+CHINA+NATIONAL+CIRCUS+SPLENDIDE+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="720" width="540" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROXZFfuHbrs/TRpXuzp2DhI/AAAAAAAAOwM/XL7Lh9_MTgI/s1600/THE+GRAND+CHINA+NATIONAL+CIRCUS+SPLENDIDE+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-7167848009243242206?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/7167848009243242206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/01/1-1-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/7167848009243242206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/7167848009243242206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2011/01/1-1-11.html' title='1-1-11'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ROXZFfuHbrs/TRpXuzp2DhI/AAAAAAAAOwM/XL7Lh9_MTgI/s72-c/THE+GRAND+CHINA+NATIONAL+CIRCUS+SPLENDIDE+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-1710037241656646085</id><published>2010-12-31T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T01:24:26.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Online relationship</title><content type='html'>Having a relationship online is, I think, hard and impossible. Online. The people involved have never seen each other in person. They communicate through chat, e-mails, text messages, and rarely through calls. Sometimes the use of webcam is the easiest way to see each other, but what if webcam is not available or the person on the other line of the relationship is not real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wondered why you, I'm talking now about a particular person (a girl actually), keep rubbing on my face your online relationship. Like what the hell is your problem? I do not have any intention of 'snatching' your boyfriend, ONLINE BOYFRIEND. You've never even seen your so-called boyfriend in person! Stop believing everything that he says or his 'relatives' say.  Do you still have a life or do you just sit all day in front of your computer and wait for your boyfriend to go online? Go back to school and don't waste your time! And one last thing, for Pete's sake stop talking to me using your "online language" of shortcut-ting every word and often times emitting letters to make the word sound cuter. It's irritating!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice, online world is very tricky and not everything is reliable so be careful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-1710037241656646085?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/1710037241656646085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/online-relationship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1710037241656646085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1710037241656646085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/online-relationship.html' title='Online relationship'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-4062134023564298137</id><published>2010-12-30T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T19:31:15.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>2011: Another 12 months, 52 weeks, 365 days, 8,760 hours, 525,600 minutes, 3,153,600 seconds of struggle, growth, progress &amp; experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4062134023564298137?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/4062134023564298137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4062134023564298137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4062134023564298137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-2094872968977875815</id><published>2010-12-30T00:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:05:36.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRE-NEW YEAR ENTRY</title><content type='html'>Dear 2010,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are about to leave and be replaced by 2011 and I know that 2011 is excited to take your place on the calendar so here I am to share to you the things I've experienced from you, 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is a mixture of sweet and bitter experiences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet because I was able to do and accomplished a lot of things. I graduated from high school and got accepted at UPLB, went to Hong Kong for the summer, finished the first semester as a freshman at UPLB with an almost-Honor-Roll standing, got a Fibrella umbrella, got a triathlon watch, got a Speedo wristwatch, earned a lot of friends, moved on, was able to keep in touch with former classmates, got my HS yearbook, learned how to use a planner, joined VetSoc, celebrated my 17th birthday, attended my first eye ball/meet up, got my first taste of vodka, earned money,read a lot of books,laughed a lot, cried tears of joy, giggled, got excited, was able to celebrate many holidays with my family, and many many more things that I cannot remember at the moment. 2010, you made me happy. A lot happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, life is not always about happiness and living on cloud nine. I've also got my fair share of life's bitterness. Lola Gloria died, Tita Cita died, iPod got lost, first Fibrella umbrella was stollen, was not able to save money, cried, almost gave up, gave up, crammed, procrastinated, lost my faith but thankfully regained it, felt lost, felt sad, felt insecured, gained weight, got hooked on Facebook, got hooked on Tumb1r, lost track of direction, cursed a lot, got angry, got jealous, thought of something bad, asked for revenge, got lazy, did not care about others, and many more bad things that a 17 year old can do (minus the sex, suicide, drugs, and other rebellious things).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 you have been very fair. I do not want anything from you, I do not demand any extravagant memory from you. I believe that everything will happen at the right time and everything will eventually fall into its right place. I just ask you one thing, please tell your friend 2011 to be just like you. Fair. Kind. Fair and kind.         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always hoping,&lt;br /&gt;Lali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-2094872968977875815?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/2094872968977875815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/pre-new-year-entry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2094872968977875815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2094872968977875815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/pre-new-year-entry.html' title='PRE-NEW YEAR ENTRY'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-3813838247837378014</id><published>2010-12-26T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T02:54:10.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official!</title><content type='html'>I officially have a messed up biological clock. I only feel sleepy on the wee hours of the night and sleep until afternoon. It's freaking hard because I don't know what will happen to me when school starts again, everyday my classes starts at 7am. I CANNOT WAKE UP IN THE MORNING ANYMORE LSFMWOFIJWOFJMWLMFWLNLFMPQFKWEFMK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-3813838247837378014?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/3813838247837378014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3813838247837378014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3813838247837378014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-6984525629193389195</id><published>2010-12-22T10:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T10:48:52.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Earlier today I finished reading Bob Ong’s Ang Mga Kaibigan Ni Mama Susan. I finished reading it at around 7am today but I started reading it last night and reached the really scary parts during the wee hours, 3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot explain why I was so scared. Perhaps it was the ambiance. I was at St. Therese chapel, dun kasi nakaburol si Tita Cita. Perhaps because I was the only one awake and I was seated few inches away from my Aunt’s coffin. Perhaps was the graves surrounding the chapel. But perhaps it was just my imagination. I do not look at the face of the dead when he or she is in the coffin. I’d rather faint than do that. I imagine them (the ones in the coffin) still alive and will stare back when I look at them. And I imagined my aunt moving inside the coffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d settle with the last reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah I am indeed crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped reading at around 3am and just forced myself to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-6984525629193389195?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/6984525629193389195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/earlier-today-i-finished-reading-bob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6984525629193389195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6984525629193389195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/earlier-today-i-finished-reading-bob.html' title=''/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-8578063605431578424</id><published>2010-12-22T02:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T03:02:04.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defining the boundary...</title><content type='html'>I've never fully understood why telling a lie is wrong, why telling a lie is considered a sin and yet many people still do it. Some people even consider that telling a WHITE LIE is alright. I do not know if 'white lie' is an exemption which I assume that no such concept exists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't telling a lie to 'correct' a previous lie wrong? How come many people consider telling a white lie correct?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-8578063605431578424?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/8578063605431578424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/defining-boundary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8578063605431578424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8578063605431578424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/defining-boundary.html' title='Defining the boundary...'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-4326637292517884038</id><published>2010-12-11T22:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T10:39:42.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'D RATHER BE's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are just some things in this world that are really ironic and unexplainable or at least sounds rhetorical. There are a lot of instances when I for example would rather be in someone else's shoes and think that what I felt and experienced was not normal and not relate-able. But of course I am wrong, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought of several situations, win-or-lose situations, that anyone can answer and does not require scientific studies to defend or prove (the answer/decision varies for every person).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HIGHLY DO NOT RECOMMEND MY ANSWERS TO ANYONEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd rather be homeless and frugal than be rich and lonely.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd rather be poor but happy than be rich but lonely.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd rather give away my money to poor people than have it all to myself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd rather spend my Christmas with needy people than be alone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd rather live with my parents than live alone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd rather not have all the things in the world and be friendless.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd rather be the friendless loser than the popular bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd rather give up all my material things and not my education.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd rather graduate college late than not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd rather stay in the Philippines, specifically LB, than live somewhere else away from my family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'd rather be an optimist and not a pessimist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4326637292517884038?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/4326637292517884038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/id-rather-bes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4326637292517884038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4326637292517884038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/id-rather-bes.html' title='I&apos;D RATHER BE&apos;s...'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-7605959453187802089</id><published>2010-11-23T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T23:24:45.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXCERPT FROM MY ASSIGNMENT</title><content type='html'>…I love reading books, listening to music, and blogging. I find a lot of help in releasing my stress and insecurities in blogging because I am not the type of person who confines her problems to her friends. I also get to reflect on the things that happened to me on a certain day or ponder on my decision. And of course I love animals! I love dogs and pandas the most. I chose to become a veterinarian because I want to spread the love of animals here in the Philippines and most of all cure the extinction of pandas worldwide. I am also not easily affected by criticisms and I take them objectively. In school I tend to be the leader and I try not to procrastinate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But honestly, I really do not know how to describe my self. I think I still do not really know myself that well. I still sometimes get surprised with the things I say or even the decisions I make. Perhaps what affected my personality most is when I had dengue. My situation was so crucial then that I had to be ambulanced from LBDH to St. Luke’s on the wee hours. I stayed at the hospital for four weeks or so and after that experience a lot of things changed. I forgot a lot of the things that happened in my past, it’s like I have amnesia or something like that. After the experience my memory got weak, I guess. I can only remember everything, every detail, for only a short span of time that is why when there was a question in the recitation class that who can remember their childhood I can not answer. I also get sick often after the experience. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I am happy with my state now as a person. I am stable and contented with all the things that I have. If there are things that I should change in my personality I think I would realize this sooner or later and probably change them instantly, but right now I am happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-7605959453187802089?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/7605959453187802089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/11/excerpt-from-my-assignment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/7605959453187802089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/7605959453187802089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/11/excerpt-from-my-assignment.html' title='EXCERPT FROM MY ASSIGNMENT'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5057881461356736319</id><published>2010-11-16T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T20:50:38.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whenever I see you, you make me wonder why you're here.  Whenever I see you, I always feel that there is a connection between the two of us. It makes me wonder why we are still not good friends when in fact I feel that I already know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I saw I want to talk to you. Every time that I see you I want to approach you or at least say hi, but I can't and I just can't. You make me long to see you every day but just disappoints me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've felt like this ever since I met you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5057881461356736319?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5057881461356736319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/11/whenever-i-see-you-you-make-me-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5057881461356736319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5057881461356736319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/11/whenever-i-see-you-you-make-me-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-244693174490418002</id><published>2010-11-06T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T23:15:09.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homo sapiens sapiens</title><content type='html'>Did you know that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Homo sapiens sapiens &lt;/span&gt;literally translates to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man wise wise&lt;/span&gt;? Yes, that's how proud humans are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-244693174490418002?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/244693174490418002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/11/homo-sapiens-sapiens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/244693174490418002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/244693174490418002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/11/homo-sapiens-sapiens.html' title='homo sapiens sapiens'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-3965687341199110667</id><published>2010-07-19T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T23:27:35.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minsan lang naman...</title><content type='html'>Minsan naiisip kita... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Minsan naiisip ko na sana 'di na lang nawala kung ano man 'yung meron noon satin. Minsan naiisip ko na kasalanan ko rin naman kasi kaya nawala. Minsan naiisip ko na sana bumalik tayo sa dati. Minsan din tuwing naiisip kita gusto ko na lang umiyak. Hindi ko alam kung bakit pero ganoon talaga nararamdaman ko. Tuwing nakikita ko pangalan mo, may effect pa rin pala sakin. Masakit pa rin pala kahit ang tagal-tagal na... Minsan lang naman kita maisip pero sa tuwing naiisip kita lahat ng nangyari satin bumabalik. Flashbacks. Tuloy-tuloy. Tipong hinahain sa harap mo lahat; past,  present, at ang future sana natin na punung-puno ng possibilities. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ngayon naiisip kita. Ngayon naiisip ko rin ang lahat ng nangyari satin at kung bakit tayo nawala. Ngayon naiisip ko rin na umiyak na lang. Ngayon wala na ang flashbacks ng buhay natin, buhay ko na lang na mag-isa.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-3965687341199110667?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/3965687341199110667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/07/minsan-lang-naman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3965687341199110667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3965687341199110667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/07/minsan-lang-naman.html' title='Minsan lang naman...'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5544199888932753655</id><published>2010-03-27T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T22:30:39.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida sans unicode,lucida;"&gt;The sleepover with Lara at Maica was really fun! I enjoyed it a lot, like super... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just hope that that will not be the last... I'm not being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;madrama&lt;/span&gt;, I'm just saying what's on my mind. The reality, the truth. We're about to enter college and go on different paths, but I hope, and I say/type this from the bottom of my heart, that we will not forget each other.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Despite the things that are happening in our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barkada&lt;/span&gt; (if that is still what you call it), you two stick with me. Aww. Mushy na. HAHA. I really don't know how to express my gratitude to the both of you. Ahhh. Okay. I don't know what else to say :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To Lara and Maica, thank you. You both are the best!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5544199888932753655?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5544199888932753655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/03/friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5544199888932753655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5544199888932753655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/03/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-2091101272761611975</id><published>2010-03-22T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:53:38.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, March 22, 2010</title><content type='html'>Last flag ceremony at Rural High School, and probably for my entire student life. It was not that special. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wala lang gusto ko lang sabihin na&lt;/span&gt; Seniors &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nag-lead kanina&lt;/span&gt;. haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So... Summer is here and I'm bored. Not really bored but I'm starting to be a slacker :) though I'm really trying not to be one. There.  I'm currently reading the book &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt; by Charles Dickens and I'm like not yet done with the first chapter of it because of... I don't know. Haha. Perhaps I'll read it during the -ber months instead so that the ambiance would be perfect(?). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bigla ko na lang naalala na ang dami ko pa palang libro na hindi nababasa&lt;/span&gt;. There's &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife&lt;/span&gt;, my sister gave that to me last Chirstmas. Errr. 2008 Christmas? No! 2009 New Year. I did not have the chance to finish it because of my 4th year busy schedule. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here are the other books that wasn't able to read this year even though I have a copy of it:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;The Host &lt;/span&gt;by Stephenie Meyer&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;KikoMachineKomix&lt;/span&gt; (1,2,4,5) by Manix Abrera&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;My Sister's Keeper &lt;/span&gt;by Jodi Picoult &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Love in the Time of Cholera&lt;/span&gt; by Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;The Last Song &lt;/span&gt;by Nicolas Sparks&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;The Joy Luck Club &lt;/span&gt;by Amy Tan&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Pugad Baboy &lt;/span&gt;(7&amp;8) by Pol Medina Jr. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Have A Little Faith &lt;/span&gt;by Mitch Albom&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;The Choice &lt;/span&gt;by Nicolas Sparks&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So far &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayan lang naaalala ko &lt;/span&gt;:) Good luck to me!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-2091101272761611975?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/2091101272761611975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-march-22-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2091101272761611975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2091101272761611975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/03/monday-march-22-2010.html' title='Monday, March 22, 2010'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-4655628223637153961</id><published>2010-03-19T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T22:20:44.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more classes!</title><content type='html'>Yes! It's official! No more classes! No more boring lectures! No more requirements, ugh well except on Pinoy, but that's beyond the point. Graduation is near and summer is here! Vacation baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go to Hong Kong and live a life that is not time-bound. I want to stay up late and wake up during the afternoons. Live a life with no assignments, requirements and exams!  I really can't wait for vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited? Sooper! The suspense is killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want a souvenir from HK? comment it here... down there o&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4655628223637153961?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/4655628223637153961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-more-classes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4655628223637153961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4655628223637153961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-more-classes.html' title='No more classes!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-1128825688588010038</id><published>2010-03-18T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T22:30:24.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Settled in</title><content type='html'>Just transferred my blog entries from another blog site :)   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-1128825688588010038?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/1128825688588010038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/03/settled-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1128825688588010038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1128825688588010038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/03/settled-in.html' title='Settled in'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-7571969945753624861</id><published>2010-03-18T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T21:42:20.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome!</title><content type='html'>I welcome myself here at Multiply! hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But seriously, I made this account because of June. He said that he posts his blogs here. I want to read them that's why I'm here. Reasonable right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Enough said. I'm still figuring out this Multiply thing-y controls. FYI, I made a FB account when I think everyone already has. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Laging napapag-iwanan&lt;/span&gt;. But it's okay, I don't mind. I don't really like following the norms. Hmmmm. There :)&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-7571969945753624861?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/7571969945753624861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/7571969945753624861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/7571969945753624861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome.html' title='Welcome!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5069176954380088983</id><published>2010-02-10T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T17:27:12.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ilocos trip!</title><content type='html'>Yes! Finally! Ilocos trip! Hanggang Sabado ng hapon! Yes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5069176954380088983?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5069176954380088983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/02/ilocos-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5069176954380088983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5069176954380088983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/02/ilocos-trip.html' title='Ilocos trip!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-483055397701900484</id><published>2010-02-09T22:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:41:52.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bothered.</title><content type='html'>nakahiga lang ako kanina sa kwarto ni Mommy. hindi pumasok. may sakit. nakatingin sa palabas sa tv. tumatakbo ang isip. bigla na lang uminit yung upper lip ko. tumayo ako. pagtingin ko naagos na pala yung dugo galing sa ilong. hindi ako eksaheradong tao. diction. tamang gamit ng salita. naagos kasi literal na naagos. parehong kamay ko ang ginamit ko para mapigil yung pagdurugo. nagpunta ako sa lababo para linisin yung ilong ko pero walang nangyari. tuloy-tuloy lang sa pagagos yung dugo. kumuha ako ng maraming tissue para linisin at patigilin na rin ang ilong ko sa pagdurugo. matagal bago tumigil yung pagdurugo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang punto ko? matagal na panahon na ang nakalipas mula sa huling nosebleed ko. natatandaan ko nagnonosebleed lang ako pag may sobrang lala akong sakit. nakahiga lang ako noong dumugo kanina ang ilong ko. hindi mainit ang paligid. infact naka-aircon yung kwarto ng nanay ko. disturbing lang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-483055397701900484?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/483055397701900484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/02/bothered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/483055397701900484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/483055397701900484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/02/bothered.html' title='bothered.'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-8276987348872898789</id><published>2010-02-09T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:12:25.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a secured future</title><content type='html'>ready for college :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-8276987348872898789?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/8276987348872898789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/02/secured-future.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8276987348872898789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8276987348872898789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/02/secured-future.html' title='a secured future'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-7272378670653004295</id><published>2010-02-03T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T22:03:54.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Okay. Reality check and update. I failed the UPCAT, well as far as I know I didn’t pass the quota for Political Science and that’s the only course I applied to. So there. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Scarcity, right? Anyway....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Earlier this day I asked myself the question, “San kaya ako mag-aaral?” Of course my school is there to save my butt and my future and also a slot in UPLB’s Veterinary Medicine but what if I choose not to study there? &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Do you get my point? What if I really got tired of studying, after all it has already been 14 years since I started studying.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There are our family businesses that are waiting to be managed by someone from the family. Instant entrepreneur &lt;i style=""&gt;pa ako kung sakali&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Stupid ideology. I think I'm psychologically sick. HAHA. What a stupid thought right? But honestly during the past years my brain started to function more and more slowly. Headaches occur more often and flickering of the eyes get more distracting... I started to lack interest in almost everything. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life? So far? Miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p.s. if there is someone who reads my blog... hello! LOL. make yourself known please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-7272378670653004295?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/7272378670653004295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/02/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/7272378670653004295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/7272378670653004295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/02/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-2244402648462277174</id><published>2010-01-18T21:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:26:24.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is good!</title><content type='html'>God is this your sign? Getting my hopes up again!  I wont tell my parents yet though. Not yet, it is still too early...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-2244402648462277174?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/2244402648462277174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/god-is-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2244402648462277174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2244402648462277174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/god-is-good.html' title='God is good!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-3438519175603574453</id><published>2010-01-18T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T21:17:18.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile by Charlie Chaplin</title><content type='html'>Smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I should do tomorrow in school. Though I didn't pass the UPCAT, I know God have plans for me. Better plans. I will not be sad and do sour graping. I will not fool myself by saying that "scarcity kasi e". I know in myself even from the start that I have a low possibility of qualifying in UPCAT. I had also received a sign from God that I will not see my name on the list. I dreamt about it and really got scared ever since. All I want for now is to find a school for college. I'd be greatly thankful if UP will give me a chance, another chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I admit it that I somehow feel sad and "outcast" on my batchmates' celebrations.  It hurts too to see other people's name in the list and not find yours. I also felt/feel stupid. Failure is kicking in. I almost cried when I did not find my name on the website. I also almost cried when I told my dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm starting to feel depressed. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-3438519175603574453?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/3438519175603574453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/smile-by-charlie-chaplin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3438519175603574453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3438519175603574453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/smile-by-charlie-chaplin.html' title='Smile by Charlie Chaplin'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-8012098829311795628</id><published>2010-01-18T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:17:36.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I failed</title><content type='html'>I failed the UPCAT. Now I don't know what to do. I didn't fail. It's just that I didn't pass for my courses. Scarcity. Ugh. I'm frustrated! I want to take Veterinary Medicine. Ha! Mom and Dad will go to UPLB tomorrow to check if there are available slots. I wish they could fix this. Please please please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-8012098829311795628?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/8012098829311795628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-failed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8012098829311795628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8012098829311795628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-failed.html' title='I failed'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-2386736174041889093</id><published>2010-01-16T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T18:12:43.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a good thing</title><content type='html'>it's a good thing only a few people know about this blog. thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-2386736174041889093?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/2386736174041889093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-good-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2386736174041889093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2386736174041889093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-good-thing.html' title='it&apos;s a good thing'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-6758377905222559859</id><published>2010-01-15T21:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:13:21.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Prophet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;During the Christmas break I read the Filipino translation of the book The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran. It is composed of 26 different essays(?) life. So there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One part talks about the way we, people, should talk/pray to God. According to the author we should not pray to God and say things like "I wish *insert wish here*" instead we should just say thanks to Him. God knows what is best for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang Maykapal ay hindi nakikinig sa inyong mga salita maliban na lamang kung Siya sa Kanyang sarili ang umuusal niyon sa pamamagitan ng inyong mga labi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For the upcoming UPCAT results, I leave it all to You.   &lt;span&gt;I admit it that I'm really scared and nervous right now. But I have to move forward and face whatever happens next. Tatanggapin ko ng buong-buo kung ano man ang ibibigay mo sa akin. Salamat ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-6758377905222559859?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/6758377905222559859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/prophet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6758377905222559859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6758377905222559859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/prophet.html' title='The Prophet'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-2502340968024775976</id><published>2010-01-15T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T21:45:30.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>Over the last weeks I felt really left out by the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barkada&lt;/span&gt; that I have, or so I thought.  I can't relate to them. We seldom talk anymore. Is it because we have different sections? Difference in schedule perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me to see them everyday and don't talk to them. I mean it is very different now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lumalayo na nga ata loob ko sa kanila&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It really sunk in when the incident with C happened. She also felt left out... Hard to explain. I remember before the Christmas break, nakasabay ko si Q in the jeepney on the way to Vega. Ugh can't even explain why I felt so bad! Okay. I'll try. Imagine, the gang hanging out in Chowking and she didn't even bother to ask me if I want to go! I remember asking her where was she going and she just said Vega and smiled at me! Effff... Sorry M for I was already annoyed because of her and even got more annoyed when you said no to my dinner invitation. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sayo tuloy ako nagtampo...&lt;/span&gt; At that very moment I wanted to cry but I can't because I was already on my way to Robinsons and it would be a scandal and shameful act if I'll cry in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When  4th year started I already sensed that all of these will happen. And all of them did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know. Is it just me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-2502340968024775976?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/2502340968024775976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2502340968024775976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2502340968024775976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/shit.html' title='shit'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-285295204901959624</id><published>2010-01-11T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:36:24.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello world!</title><content type='html'>I've made up my mind that I'll enter college and graduate high school with decent grades. So yeah I'm sticking with my Political Science course or Veterinarian Medicine course. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bigatin!&lt;/span&gt; HAHA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-285295204901959624?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/285295204901959624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/285295204901959624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/285295204901959624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-world.html' title='Hello world!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-562505102484492808</id><published>2009-11-07T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:49:32.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Still contemplating on what I should do... This sucks! I really don't want to enter college anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-562505102484492808?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/562505102484492808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/11/still-contemplating-on-what-i-should-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/562505102484492808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/562505102484492808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/11/still-contemplating-on-what-i-should-do.html' title=''/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-1967539336328018010</id><published>2009-11-06T00:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T23:35:45.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry to my parents especially to my dad. I promised you that i'll do better this last year of my high school but i guess i can't keep that promise any more. I'm sorry also to my mum. You guys never pressured me in my studies but i think you don't deserve what i'm doing. I don't take my studies seriously  and all. I've never felt this stupid before in my life. Math and Science were my best subjects when I was in elementary and i was a consistent honor student then and I always have perfect test scores. I'm sorry for my low grades. Even I can't stand my low grades any more , they degrade my self confidence somehow. I'm sorry I can't keep up on your expectations, I know you have high expectations on me and even my old school still expects a lot from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy I know that you always misses us whenever you travel abroad to work. And it's hard having you not around. I want to repay you for your hardwork. I want to make you proud. I love you so much and I don't want to fail you. I've already broken my promise to you and I don't know how to make up to it. In about two years your contract in AMPCO will expire and you will lose you job, by then I'm only a 2nd yr college student. I want to enter UP so that it would be a lot easier for you to pay my tuition and stuff. I don't want to enter San Beda's school of law because it's a private school and expensive. I know that you will have a hard time paying for my school bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. That's all I can say right now. I'm having a hard time choosing my course for college and i don't know what to do. I honestly don't have a clue... I want you guys to be proud of me. I don't want to be a failure. Our family is experiencing a lot of bad things lately and I don't want to add insult to the fire. My God please help me! I really don't know what to do. I've never told anybody that I'm really really really having a hard time right now. I can't tell you guys. I don't want to worry you. Please God help me :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-1967539336328018010?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/1967539336328018010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1967539336328018010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1967539336328018010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-4485958527465884278</id><published>2009-10-12T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:43:44.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't life boring without all of human's stupidness?</title><content type='html'>Events will continually repeat unless one person learns from it and every mistake gives one the opportunity to learn. You see it’s not a matter of how many times you repeat that same friggin’ scene in your life, what matters is how you face it and how you stand up after that fall. Learn from your experiences and don’t let a mistake pull you down... Peripetea may happen but still it's how you face that change that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And isn't life boring without all of humans' stupidness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4485958527465884278?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/4485958527465884278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/10/isnt-life-boring-without-all-of-humans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4485958527465884278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4485958527465884278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/10/isnt-life-boring-without-all-of-humans.html' title='Isn&apos;t life boring without all of human&apos;s stupidness?'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-4512051999105115222</id><published>2009-10-06T21:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:58:25.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHITTY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4512051999105115222?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/4512051999105115222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/10/shitty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4512051999105115222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4512051999105115222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/10/shitty.html' title='SHITTY'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-6911097194600384997</id><published>2009-10-05T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:57:50.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy  Fiesta!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, October 04, 2009, was the festival here at our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barangay&lt;/span&gt;. The celebration was very very fine even though some places here are still flooded and only few people really prepared food or made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;handa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmates (Jello, Bea, June, Clare, Canaya, Vianca) came at around 10am. Yeah they were early because we also have a project to do :D so there. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chismisan lang ng chismisan&lt;/span&gt;. We did a lot of youtube yesterday, laughtrip. First we watched this weird guy (I don't know if he's Filipino, I hope he's not) sing Sweet Dreams of Beyonce and hell he was just plain crazy! Next the blond baby who sang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bahay Kubo&lt;/span&gt;, yes he really is blond :P And last but not the least was JESSA BELL! She was just hilarious! She sings fine it's just that she looks funny. Ugh can't even explain it :]]]]]]]]]]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course because it is a fiesta there were lots of food so foodtrip &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman kami&lt;/span&gt;. Then Betina came and we had more fun! We even fooled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kuya&lt;/span&gt; Jerome through Y!M HAHAHAHAHA! At 6pm John Gab, Pritzy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kuya&lt;/span&gt; Aart, and Anton came and according to them they were really hungry that's why they went to my house :]]]] it's okay though, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fiesta naman ee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time i'll post the links of the videos we watched yesterday....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-6911097194600384997?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/6911097194600384997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-fiesta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6911097194600384997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6911097194600384997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-fiesta.html' title='Happy  Fiesta!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-8702620274046282474</id><published>2009-10-03T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:56:00.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amen.</title><content type='html'>Back tumbling :D&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-8702620274046282474?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/8702620274046282474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/10/amen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8702620274046282474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8702620274046282474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/10/amen.html' title='Amen.'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5884293979001055671</id><published>2009-09-30T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T23:10:24.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Satisfying</title><content type='html'>During Literature time June told me that he and our other batchmates registered yesterday to be volunteers in the relief goods giving/asking/collecting donations of the University Student Council (USC) for the victims of the flood caused by typhoon Ondoy. I really wanted to participate! So what I did was after Ma'am Pearl (swimming coach) told me that I can't use the pool because it is still dirty I went to Vega, where the USC registration booth is located, instead and registered to be a volunteer and was given an ID. At Vega I saw Betina, Lara and Kuya Aart already there and packing goods that are needed to be distributed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lara and I was tasked to collect money for the victims of typhoon Ondoy. We walked around Grove to solicit some money from by-passers; students, UPLB workers, vendors, etc.. We even went to LB square (place with lots of bars and restaurants) and solicited money from alumni of our school! Weird though, every time we saw an alumnus of UPRHS he would always ask "Sino na principal n'yo ngayon?" HAHA! But it's okay, part of the volunteer work is to always maintain patience and entertain/do-"salestalk" to the people you're asking money from so that he will be pursued to give money. Big time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;naman ang mga &lt;/span&gt;Ruralites&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'pag naka-graduate na &lt;/span&gt;e. So there, we collected a big amount of money and I was proud of what I have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience was very satisfying and fulfilling! I really love the feeling of helping other people. Also the people from USC are very kind to me and to my batchmates, the ambiance at their booth is really light and it seems that what we're doing is normal; pure intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have to sleep now. Lara and I recruited more volunteers :D We'll go back tomorrow to help in relief goods giving. Classes are shortened tomorrow so we'll be able to have lots of time to help the needy. Yey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5884293979001055671?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5884293979001055671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/satisfying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5884293979001055671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5884293979001055671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/satisfying.html' title='Satisfying'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-504617080302111929</id><published>2009-09-28T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:58:08.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm proud to be a Filipino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/941/10129165452194202767809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 491px; height: 604px;" src="http://img515.imageshack.us/img515/941/10129165452194202767809.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-504617080302111929?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/504617080302111929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-proud-to-be-filipino.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/504617080302111929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/504617080302111929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-proud-to-be-filipino.html' title='I&apos;m proud to be a Filipino'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-167004046990644131</id><published>2009-09-28T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:54:46.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blinded and Overwhelmed</title><content type='html'>I forgot that I wasn't the only person in this world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typhoon Ondoy left a massive destruction here in our barangay. I wasn't aware of it until this afternoon. Mum called me and told me to get ready for I will have my hair cut at Metro Hair and Mang Pidio will pick me up. Our house is located near the barangay's public elementary school, I was shocked at the view that I saw. People made the school as their evacuation center! Clothes were hung on the railings of the stairs and rooms were turned into homes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blinded and overwhelmed by what happened to me during the Candy Fair that I forgot my neighbors' situations. Sorry if I didn't care at first :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-167004046990644131?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/167004046990644131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/blinded-and-overwhelmed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/167004046990644131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/167004046990644131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/blinded-and-overwhelmed.html' title='Blinded and Overwhelmed'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5721167737162150915</id><published>2009-09-28T13:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T15:08:27.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Candy Fair'09 Experience.</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday I went to the most awaited Candy Fair with my friends, Maica, Nika, Quennie, Meeren, &amp;amp; Kalene.   I woke up 7am that day, I over slept because it was really cold, and found a few txt messages from my friends asking if we would go on with our plan because the weather was really crazy. Yeah, we pursued the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up Maica at her place and then picked up Kalene and Meeren at Jollibee LB, time then was 8:30am. Reached Calamba at almost 9am and picked up Quennie and Nika...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain started pouring hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The travel at SLEX was short because there were few cars on the road. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kwentuhan pa nga kami ng kwentuhan kasi parang wala lang talaga samin yung nangyayari. &lt;/span&gt;Reached EDSA and the cars were not moving, stayed in the same road for nearly an hour. That's the time that we started to panick. Traffic was HELL. Our driver searched for other routes, succeeded looking for an alternative but failed for the traffic was really heavy. The rain kept pouring and pouring really hard then. Our mothers were keeping us updates on the traffic and what places are flooded. Kalene's mum kept on txting her and asked us to pray, so we did. We saw children literally swimming in the flood and were amazed at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1pm: We were still stuck in traffic. Missed lunch and started to feel upset at the situation... Vendors passed by our car. Meeren was really hungry that time so we bought water, cheese ring, and tempura from the vendors taking the situation for granted... Joking, we thought that when we reach the Candy Fair we would be the only Candy girls there and all the Candy Cuties would be ours. HAHA! Hey, we're just being optimistic! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm: I thought of checking my Twitter account to see if there are updates  on the fair. Hell I was right!  According to the Candy people the fair would be cut short at 4pm. At first I hesitated to tell my friends the news, but eventually I told them. I was almost in tears just thinking that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wala na kaming maabutan dun sa &lt;/span&gt;fair. All of us wanted to cry at that moment because we really don't know what to do... I sent a message at the Candy people through Twitter but lucky us they wont reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3pm: Updates from our mums are still pouring in. Floods at Calamba and QC  were getting worse. While we were in C5 near the bridge going to Pasig my Mum called and told me to go home and forget about the fair, I literally didn't know what to reply to her! I jut said to her, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bahala na&lt;/span&gt;. Traffic was really heavy that time and the rain was still crazy...  But hey we were still optimists that time! Joking we said that when we reach the venue we would cry so that the people at the fair would comfort us and give us freebies! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4pm: Time passed so fast and traffic somehow let us go to the fair. We reached the venue past 4pm. Went to the registration booth and were told that the program was about to end. Honestly I felt a great relief when we reached the venue but sadness and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;panghihinayang&lt;/span&gt; really over threw relief. We told the people at the registration booth that we traveled for 7hours, left Laguna at 9am and reached the venue past 4pm. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We were the last to arrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw AJ Perez and Dino Imperial on stage and felt happy. Saw the other Candy Cuties and felt even happier! HAHA! But I was expecting that since there were really few girls who came compared to the pass fairs, the staff of Candy would really be hands on and would entertain the Candy girls. I don't know, I guess I just set my hopes up and expected so much that they would comfort us. The program came to an end, we asked for autographs and took pictures with the Candy Cuties. I think that just lasted for like 20minutes... Before leaving I wrote on the Candy wall, the people there interviewed us and asked where we came from and all. They were amazed to what we did, so as a little token of appreciation told us that they would give us the charm bracelet of Candy. I was really happy when they told us that because one of my charms got lost! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sumabit ata sa tricycle.&lt;/span&gt; Boooooooo! That didn't happen, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bawal na raw kasi magbigay.&lt;/span&gt; I don't know. I felt bitter after that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tumagal lang kami run kasi bumili pa ako ng &lt;/span&gt;shake. Left the event after 30mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While traveling home we got stranded in Makati, we were on the very same spot for one fucking hour! Again we missed another meal, dinner. My friends were really hungry that time. Our Mums again texted and called us. They told us to stop at the nearest gasoline station or find a hotel and go home the next morning because the flood was really high in Calamba and that the traffic is not moving. Thank Heavens we were near SM Makati and that the cars on the outer lane started moving and changing routes so we followed them and went to SM :D from that moment I felt blessed because we found sanctuary at SM Makati. From 7:30pm untill 11pm(?) we stayed there and reached LB past 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untill today I feel bitter whenever I remember what happened during the Candy Fair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5721167737162150915?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5721167737162150915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-candy-fair09-experience.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5721167737162150915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5721167737162150915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-candy-fair09-experience.html' title='My Candy Fair&apos;09 Experience.'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-8955340049930538644</id><published>2009-09-25T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:29:29.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cand Fair tomorrow! I can't wait :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-8955340049930538644?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/8955340049930538644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/cand-fair-tomorrow-i-cant-wait-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8955340049930538644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8955340049930538644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/cand-fair-tomorrow-i-cant-wait-d.html' title='Cand Fair tomorrow! 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HAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5415480520875305036?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5415480520875305036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/paper-quilling-is-killing-me-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5415480520875305036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5415480520875305036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/paper-quilling-is-killing-me-haha.html' title='Paper quilling is killing me! HAHA'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-1134327796882057962</id><published>2009-09-22T23:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:27:55.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-1134327796882057962?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/1134327796882057962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1134327796882057962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1134327796882057962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-3038786073588831550</id><published>2009-09-17T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:17:36.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah right! Haha</title><content type='html'>ang sabi ng karamihan binubuo kayo ng mga matatalinong estudyante. sure na daw na may slot kayo sa UP at may record kayo na 100% passing sa UPCAT.may &lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;mga advance classes kayo and marami kayong events. ang ibang tao impresyon sa inyo ay mayabang at feeling niyo superior kayo sa laht kahit wala kayong ginagawa. fun na mga tao kayo at mahilig makipagchikahan sa mga schoolmates and friends niyo. malimit kayo makita ng mga tao pakalat kalat sa campus hanggang gabi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-3038786073588831550?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/3038786073588831550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/yeah-right-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3038786073588831550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3038786073588831550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/yeah-right-haha.html' title='Yeah right! Haha'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-3701444403905871451</id><published>2009-09-16T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:46:26.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-3701444403905871451?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/3701444403905871451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3701444403905871451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3701444403905871451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/sick.html' title='SICK'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-4860270578739612268</id><published>2009-09-15T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T23:19:35.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes!</title><content type='html'>First quarter is officially over! Finally I can swim again! I miss Baker Hall's 12ft. pool :D I miss my coach's freaking irritating voice and whistles. HAHA. I miss swimming :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a Wednesday, hopefully I'll swim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4860270578739612268?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/4860270578739612268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4860270578739612268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4860270578739612268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes.html' title='Yes!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-6816444270314037386</id><published>2009-09-14T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:34:37.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Card Giving Day</title><content type='html'>Uh. I really can't forgive myself for the grades that I have this quarter. Soooo LOW. Swear I'm really not a grade conscious person and I'm quite satisfied with the grades that I have because I don't study, at all. But the hell what would my parents say? Ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't receive any pressures from my parents but this time I think I'd be getting some, A LOT, SOON... Karma is kicking in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-6816444270314037386?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/6816444270314037386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/card-giving-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6816444270314037386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6816444270314037386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/card-giving-day.html' title='Card Giving Day'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-1248390678946797606</id><published>2009-09-11T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:56:56.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Voice Was The Soundtrack of My Summer</title><content type='html'>Indeed your voice was the soundtrack of my summer :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-1248390678946797606?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/1248390678946797606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-voice-was-soundtrack-of-my-summer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1248390678946797606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1248390678946797606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/your-voice-was-soundtrack-of-my-summer.html' title='Your Voice Was The Soundtrack of My Summer'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5571346695091282131</id><published>2009-09-08T14:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T14:29:27.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Physics-less</title><content type='html'>Good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Econ, no Physics! Yes! It still feels like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day! Light acads, well not really... Uh, there'd be a long exam tomorrow on Filipino (6 short stories and those 12 freaking authors). Long Exam on Math 5 (Statistics), there'd be quizzes too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stat really went well this morning. No pressures. The lessons now are easier compared to the lessons last quarter, at least for me. And Trigo! Oh Trigo! I love Trigonometry! I've never enjoyed Math4A like this before! I still laugh a lot in class but I don't know, I guess I'm just feeling lucky today... I hope not *crossesfingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently at the school library :D blogging all the way! haha... I discovered that Facebook is not blocked in the library, but I can't play RestoCity and PetSoc because the connection is really stupid. Oh well, I should just be thankful for my school has an internet connection and of course computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5571346695091282131?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5571346695091282131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/physics-less.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5571346695091282131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5571346695091282131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/physics-less.html' title='Physics-less'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-6281102302772271692</id><published>2009-09-07T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:10:13.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She: Friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: Friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-6281102302772271692?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/6281102302772271692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/she-friends-he-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6281102302772271692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6281102302772271692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/she-friends-he-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-6206880391943471868</id><published>2009-09-07T18:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:08:16.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Shot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sent: 11:56pm September 05, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alam ko mali na sabihin ko pa to ngayon pero 'di ko talaga matiis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;. Miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ko na 'yung &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kwentuhan&lt;/span&gt; natin, 'yung &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;asaran&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tawanan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; 'Di ako &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nagsisisi &lt;/span&gt;na nakilala kita, 'di rin ako nagsisisi sa mga &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nangyari satin&lt;/span&gt;. Naging maligaya ako sa mga pagkakataon na kausap kita, sana ganun ka rin... Marami nang mga &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pangako&lt;/span&gt; ang &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'di natupad&lt;/span&gt;, pero kahit na ganun ayaw ko na mabaliwala ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;friendship&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;natin. Kahit 'di mo na ako kausapin o 'di na kita kausapin, tandaan mo nandito lang ako lagi para sayo handang tumulong at makinig kapag kailangan mo. Ingat ka palagi ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-6206880391943471868?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/6206880391943471868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-shot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6206880391943471868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6206880391943471868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-shot.html' title='Last Shot'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-4730763362324511116</id><published>2009-09-05T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:56:20.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Wake up to a sunny day, not a cloud up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Then it starts to rain, my defenses hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;And they shatter all around, so open and exposed&lt;br /&gt;I found strength in the struggle&lt;br /&gt;Face to face with my trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're broken in a million little pieces&lt;br /&gt;And you're trying but you can't hold on anymore&lt;br /&gt;Every tear falls down for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Don't you stop believing in yourself&lt;br /&gt;When you're broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little girl don't be so blue&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're going through&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it beat you up&lt;br /&gt;Hitting walls and getting scars&lt;br /&gt;Only makes you who you are&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much your heart is aching&lt;br /&gt;There is beauty in the breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better days are gonna find you once again&lt;br /&gt;Every piece will find its place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're broken, when you're broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4730763362324511116?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/4730763362324511116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4730763362324511116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4730763362324511116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-761731837636766811</id><published>2009-09-04T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:19:29.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind Tickling Questions of Kim Charles...</title><content type='html'>According to Economics, "demand... willing and able..." what if isa lang ang pwede, or worse, none at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Mathematics, "Everything should be in its simplest form." Simplest form? Just the word simplest is still very complex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Science, "Unlike poles attract, like poles repel," does that mean you and the person you like cannot be together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabi&lt;/span&gt; sa Geometry, "Exactly two points determine a line." What if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mag-isa ka lang&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Paano 'yung &lt;/span&gt;line?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Physics, "A certain action will meet an equal and opposite reaction" E &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bakit minsan, wala naman nabalik sayo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabi sa &lt;/span&gt;A.S.T., "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Pag nagtanim ka, may tutubo" e bakit madalas wala?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabi sa &lt;/span&gt;Home Economics, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tikman mo lang, malalaman mo kung pwede na."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paano kung sa pagtikim mo, mapaso naman ang dila mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;According to Physical Education, "Classical conditioning is the thing you need." &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pwede bang kondisyunin ang sarili na tiisin ang sakit na nagmumula sa puso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabi sa&lt;/span&gt; Homeroom , "Life is a matter of give and take." So if one gives his heart to another person, is that other person obliged to take his heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Think hard for the answers, perhaps it might help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-761731837636766811?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/761731837636766811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/mind-tickling-questions-of-kim-charles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/761731837636766811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/761731837636766811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/mind-tickling-questions-of-kim-charles.html' title='Mind Tickling Questions of Kim Charles...'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5053128494284282019</id><published>2009-09-04T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:32:53.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calculating lies and masking the ugly truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5053128494284282019?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5053128494284282019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/calculating-lies-and-masking-ugly-truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5053128494284282019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5053128494284282019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/calculating-lies-and-masking-ugly-truth.html' title='Calculating lies and masking the ugly truth'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5355547861141878427</id><published>2009-09-03T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:19:20.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not-so-triumphant-win</title><content type='html'>Batchmates, let us all try to be civilized. Let us not lower ourselves to their levels. Sour graping: you can always hate what you don't have. They did not win so they hate us for what we got. 'Di naman tayo ang kwawa e, hayaan na natin sila. That is the most they can do to lessen their depression. -Vivien Romo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5355547861141878427?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5355547861141878427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-so-triumphant-win.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5355547861141878427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5355547861141878427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-so-triumphant-win.html' title='Not-so-triumphant-win'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-8416808654664579308</id><published>2009-09-02T20:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:01:01.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bad... Not!</title><content type='html'>Okay. I'm becoming a BITCH again &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-8416808654664579308?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/8416808654664579308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-bad-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8416808654664579308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8416808654664579308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-bad-not.html' title='My Bad... Not!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-8051829463554893995</id><published>2009-09-02T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:56:07.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew it!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHA! I knew it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never trust someone that you really don't know &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;personally&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;never&lt;/span&gt; doubt your instincts! I know that I shouldn't be affected with the 'thing' that the two of you have, but it bugs me to know that you said to me that you wouldn't dare have a relationship with him ever again. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (with my French accent)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-8051829463554893995?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/8051829463554893995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-knew-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8051829463554893995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8051829463554893995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-knew-it.html' title='I knew it!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-2115051414096621069</id><published>2009-09-02T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T12:02:05.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch Break</title><content type='html'>Championship resumes at 2pm. I went home to eat lunch, but unfortunately something bad happened and I don't want to talk about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-2115051414096621069?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/2115051414096621069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/lunch-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2115051414096621069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/2115051414096621069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/09/lunch-break.html' title='Lunch Break'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5072331014914099849</id><published>2009-08-31T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:01:00.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, Palarong Rural (Intramurals) officially started. It was really fun because one can really see the unity which my batch forgot when we were in second year and in third year. Every one is rooting for his batchmates and all is just having fun! Really no pressure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most awaited cheering competition will happen tomorrow  from 4pm-6pm.  I can't wait! This is our last chance to win that FRIGGING cheer dance. Lord guide and save my batchmates from harm. Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ACADS for one whole week! Ohyeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5072331014914099849?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5072331014914099849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-palarong-rural-intramurals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5072331014914099849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5072331014914099849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-palarong-rural-intramurals.html' title=''/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-9138797329852639442</id><published>2009-08-30T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T08:49:26.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She: I think it is time that I let you to go. This time I'm sure of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-9138797329852639442?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/9138797329852639442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/she-i-think-it-is-time-that-i-let-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/9138797329852639442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/9138797329852639442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/she-i-think-it-is-time-that-i-let-you.html' title=''/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-3048104939436541487</id><published>2009-08-28T00:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:11:18.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Love Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;your love is  like a needle peircing my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;just like a knife it rips it apart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;again  it goes through in and out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;it's killing me slowly without a doubt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;my  mind tells me it's enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;it's not worth it, being this tough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;but my  heart makes me stay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and i sit in misery each day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;your love is like a  gun to my head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;just one shot and i'd be dead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;again it's held  waiting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;the barrel still rotating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i'm sliding into the void of  despair,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;even if you knew you wouldn't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i'm trying to block it out  like everyone tries,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;so i'll pretend to be fine and wipe my  eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;again it's held wating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;but the barrel stopped  rotating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;again it went through in and out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);font-family:Comic Sans MS,Arial,Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;he's killed me slowly without  a doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-3048104939436541487?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/3048104939436541487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-love-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3048104939436541487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3048104939436541487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-love-is.html' title='Your Love Is...'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5759311207166983882</id><published>2009-08-26T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:30:47.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying sorry</title><content type='html'>I found a really nice poem. It's about saying sorry. I want to post it here, it's just that I wasn't able to finish copying it :]]]]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5759311207166983882?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5759311207166983882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-found-really-nice-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5759311207166983882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5759311207166983882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-found-really-nice-poem.html' title='Saying sorry'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-998672321517838002</id><published>2009-08-24T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:16:28.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;Your presence still lingers here, and it wont leave me alone...&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/1294681236627379318-998672321517838002?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/998672321517838002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-presence-still-lingers-here-and-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/998672321517838002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/998672321517838002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-presence-still-lingers-here-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5349680381920253926</id><published>2009-08-22T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T21:18:41.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Would you hold my hand even if it's multi-colored?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5349680381920253926?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-4625872055765539826</id><published>2009-08-22T11:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:38:45.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heartless</title><content type='html'>He: Do you want me to go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She: NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           'Di ka naman mawawala 'di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: No, 'di ako mawawala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4625872055765539826?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-4548087279738254075</id><published>2009-08-19T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T17:23:00.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attention readers!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be posting new poems... Soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4548087279738254075?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/4548087279738254075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/attention-readers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4548087279738254075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4548087279738254075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/attention-readers.html' title='Attention readers!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-3329632553853128956</id><published>2009-08-18T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T22:43:50.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too bad you knew me when i wasn't ready</title><content type='html'>I was listening to Meg &amp;amp; Dia's Masterpiece when all of a sudden I remembered Salvi...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anjo Salvador, Salvi as I fondly called him, was a friend of mine. He was special to me. I think I was still in grade 6 when I met him. Gawd he looked really hot! He also looked cute in braces (plus factor):D ... At first we were just friends, casual text mates. My cousins and sister liked him too, as in like like. Gets? Hahaha. My cousin asked Anjo why he doesn't have a girlfriend at that time&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sagot ba naman, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Inaantay ko lang pinsan n'yo.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Like what the fvk! Man he was like 18 when I was in grade 6! Plus we already lost communication even before I entered high school. Past. Tssk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Too bad you knew me when I wasn't ready...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-3329632553853128956?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/3329632553853128956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-bad-you-knew-me-when-i-wasnt-ready.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3329632553853128956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3329632553853128956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-bad-you-knew-me-when-i-wasnt-ready.html' title='too bad you knew me when i wasn&apos;t ready'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-9035392400505923885</id><published>2009-08-13T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T23:54:15.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good-bye, my poor deluded, lost and damned!</title><content type='html'>This is really the end. I will not talk to you ever again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-9035392400505923885?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/9035392400505923885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-bye-my-poor-deluded-lost-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/9035392400505923885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/9035392400505923885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-bye-my-poor-deluded-lost-and.html' title='good-bye, my poor deluded, lost and damned!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-545317423834184395</id><published>2009-08-12T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:57:40.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven is angry...</title><content type='html'>It's raining again here in LB. I think it's raining all over the world right now. Ikr, stupid imagination. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting to see the meteor shower, but boo me I didn't know the time that the "shower" would start. I guess it's already over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played basketball today. Very very tiring, as in define.......... I still can't shoot the ball from the three-points line.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-545317423834184395?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/545317423834184395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/heaven-is-angry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/545317423834184395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/545317423834184395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/heaven-is-angry.html' title='Heaven is angry...'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5046802689854019016</id><published>2009-08-12T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T21:53:26.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad</title><content type='html'>I'm mad at my Dad... He is aware that I'm mad at him. He already said sorry but still I am annoyed at the things that he did. Stupid. Tsk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5046802689854019016?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5046802689854019016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/mad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5046802689854019016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5046802689854019016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/mad.html' title='Mad'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-4630137705868309150</id><published>2009-08-08T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:16:09.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated and Annoyed</title><content type='html'>I went to school kanina, I think I arrived there at 11:25am,  and I thought that there would be free lunch for our batch. Boo me I was wrong. I texted my Dad and asked him to bring me food, I know it's a drag. Tskk... While waiting for him I rewrite my Economics notes and lull myself with heart piercing songs (OA.ahaha)... I was watching my batchmates practice for the cheering competion and all of a sudden I got frustrated and annoyed at them. You see they don't take the practice seriously, there's more time for breaks than for practices (in my opinion lang naman), perhaps if you're there you'd get annoyed too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the gym and watched the volleyball game and played soccer instead. Imagine yourself kicking and aiming for the goal wearing no studs, yeah I was just in my slippers! That's how frustrated and annoyed I was! Sorry Chin-chin, you were the goal keeper kanina and I was putting so much energy at the ball. Sorry, I know that you weren't able to handle it. Sorry sorry sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing there was Fiona, my very talkative niece, she brightened my day :D Today is Lolo's birthday, 9oth birthday actually. He's now in heaven, 9 years in heaven I think... I miss him badly... I'm still nanghihinayang because there was no military honors given to you in your necrological. Anyway, past is past and I should just pray for your safety and happiness there in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4630137705868309150?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/4630137705868309150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/frustrated-and-annoyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4630137705868309150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4630137705868309150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/frustrated-and-annoyed.html' title='Frustrated and Annoyed'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5390833845008896492</id><published>2009-08-08T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T10:44:22.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical me</title><content type='html'>I missed another training. Typical me. Tskk. Again I woke up late. Training starts at 7:30am, it's already quarter to 11...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll head straight to school instead. Oh well. 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That which silences the melody that yearns to outpour enables the quiet flow of emotions breaking free. From the times of silence to grief to joy to anger, the pianist is one with the piano, plucking out the different tunes to create a harmony of surprising likeness and contrast. Whether words accompany the melody or the tones sing to their own beat, that which comes out from  the strings is an ode to emotions felt by the one playing. Each pleading tone leads to a crescendo at which the peak is the multitude of themes set together to provide an ensemble cascading down with such forces that overwhelms the flow of notes. And though the melody slowly dies away, the memory of the aria is set free in the minds of the listeners where the tones could play on for forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-811769233382133833?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/811769233382133833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-music-and-piano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/811769233382133833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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lahat ay nagsimula&lt;br /&gt;nabuo ang pangarap na makasama&lt;br /&gt;ang tanging taong sa'ki'y nakaintindi&lt;br /&gt;nangakong mananatili sa'king tabi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paghanga kong naging tunay na pag-ibig&lt;br /&gt;sabayan mo kaya ng sariling himig?&lt;br /&gt;ang musika na galing sa aking puso&lt;br /&gt;nanghaharana at kumakatok sa'yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagtiis, naghangad, mapansin mo lamang&lt;br /&gt;heto, nandito lang, laging nag-aabang&lt;br /&gt;oras, taon, habambuhay ma'y intayin,&lt;br /&gt;umaasang ako'y mamahalin mo rin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero nagtapos na ang alay mong kanta&lt;br /&gt;lahat ng nadama, nauwi sa wala&lt;br /&gt;pangako ng pag-ibig na 'yong pinako&lt;br /&gt;dala ng hanging ng tadhana palayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinagsakluban na ba ako ng itaas?&lt;br /&gt;nasa'n na, sabi mong pag-ibig na wagas?&lt;br /&gt;sagot sa mga katanungan ko'y wala&lt;br /&gt;alaalang 'di na maibabalik pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at sa tuwing ikaw ay mapagmamasdan&lt;br /&gt;napupuno ng emosyon, 'king isipan&lt;br /&gt;mga emosyong 'di maipaliwanag&lt;br /&gt;pero puso ko ay ikaw lang ang tawag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngunit tapos na ang mga alaala&lt;br /&gt;mas masakit kung gugunitain ko pa&lt;br /&gt;at dahil sumusuko na ang puso ko,&lt;br /&gt;ito lang ang aking masasabi sa'yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"susubukan kong ikaw ay kalimutan&lt;br /&gt;aalisin sa isip ang nakaraan&lt;br /&gt;babawiin, inalay na puso sa'yo&lt;br /&gt;aking pusong 'yong winasak at binigo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'pagkat naputol na ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;string&lt;/span&gt; ng gitara&lt;br /&gt;at namaos na ang boses sa pagkanta&lt;br /&gt;pag-ibig na dati'y puno ng pangako&lt;br /&gt;mali na sa himig, wala na sa tono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-9059314721671416537?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' 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makita ang nakaraan&lt;br /&gt;sa kasalukuyan&lt;br /&gt;at sa darating na hinaharap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang pag-aasam&lt;br /&gt;na nasa puso ng bawat isa&lt;br /&gt;na isinantabi&lt;br /&gt;sa pagdaan ng mga taon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa akin na lamang&lt;br /&gt;magugunita&lt;br /&gt;ang bukang-liwayway&lt;br /&gt;kapag ang lahat&lt;br /&gt;ay bumalik sa abo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa pagbitaw mo sa akin&lt;br /&gt;ako na ang sari-saring kulay&lt;br /&gt;ng puti at itim&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-299507193632693862?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/299507193632693862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-7172953018066791203</id><published>2009-08-06T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:16:08.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o-oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="status-body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="entry-content"&gt;just when i thought that the suffering was over. here it comes again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o-oh i feel weird right now. my heart is in pain.  i really thought that i was over him. really, just a simple action of affection from him makes my heart thud and shiver... i really thought that the arable land that i have reserved for him was now occupied by memories that overthrown my feelings for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're still that same old guy that makes me panicky when you have problems.... shit! Josh you're making me sick! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm so not liking this situation right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1294681236627379318-7172953018066791203?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/7172953018066791203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/o-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/7172953018066791203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ng halo-halong damdamin&lt;br /&gt;unti-unting tumubo at lumago sa'kin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'di mapaliwanag ang nararamdaman&lt;br /&gt;sa tuwing ikaw ay aking pagmamasdan&lt;br /&gt;na para bang 'ko'y lumulutang sa ulap&lt;br /&gt;kasama ang isang bituing kumikislap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isang pangarap ka mang maituturing&lt;br /&gt;sana'y matupad ka, ito'ng aking hiling&lt;br /&gt;at hindi na maging isang ilusyon pa&lt;br /&gt;ang 'yong mukhang nakangiti't nakatawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngunit mga linggo't araw ay nagdaan&lt;br /&gt;na naging taon pagkatapos maging b'wan&lt;br /&gt;dating mansanas kong lasa'y sobrang tamis&lt;br /&gt;na binulok ng panahon at hinagpis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posas, sayawan at pag&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;text&lt;/span&gt; ng "musta na?"&lt;br /&gt;nasa'n na, tanging alaala na lang ba?&lt;br /&gt;ang makasama ka'y, tanging kagustuhan&lt;br /&gt;na naging bulang pumutok sa kawalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana, kahit papaano, mapansin mo&lt;br /&gt;itong hangarin kong mapalapit sa'yo&lt;br /&gt;'wag sana'ng maging anino sa paningin&lt;br /&gt;o isa lamang dumaraan na hangin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinik na galing sa rosas ng alaala&lt;br /&gt;bubunutin ko't muling magsisimula&lt;br /&gt;hindi ako mawawalan ng pag-asa&lt;br /&gt;bubuuing muli, mundong gumuho na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sisikaping ayusin, pusong nabigo&lt;br /&gt;sana, ngayo'y, diligan ng pag-ibig mo&lt;br /&gt;sapagkat ako ay isang lantang rosas&lt;br /&gt;na sa'yo lang, tanging puso'y naka-posas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4242621367963389444?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/4242621367963389444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-6574619662226747204</id><published>2009-08-06T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:09:01.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>matang lumuluha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isang kaibigang tunay ang nagtiis&lt;br /&gt;dinaanan ang pagsubok at hinagpis&lt;br /&gt;ang dating pagmamahal na walang lumbay&lt;br /&gt;akala'y pag-ibig na panghabambuhay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masakit man sa kanyang puso at isip&lt;br /&gt;hangin ng tadhana ganyan 'pag umihip&lt;br /&gt;nakaraan ay pilit kakalimutan&lt;br /&gt;masayang alaala kanyang iiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;susubukan niyang maging mas masaya&lt;br /&gt;kahit ang mundo'y tuluyang gumuho na&lt;br /&gt;'di alam kung ano ang mararamdaman&lt;br /&gt;ganito ba talaga, pusong nasaktan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana, p'wede kong balikan, sabi niya&lt;br /&gt;mga pinagsamahan at alaala&lt;br /&gt;gintong oras at pangarap na nabuo&lt;br /&gt;nasa'n na, ngayo'y pag-ibig mo'y naglaho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-6574619662226747204?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/6574619662226747204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/matang-lumuluha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/6574619662226747204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;the moving, shaking ground?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever experienced&lt;br /&gt;being shifted like a piece&lt;br /&gt;on a chess board?&lt;br /&gt;have you experienced being a little bird left to&lt;br /&gt;fly on its own in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, maybe&lt;br /&gt;most of us have&lt;br /&gt;but why let it get you,&lt;br /&gt;when you can live, love and laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-1774766716492393249?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/1774766716492393249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/have-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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aware if people are reading my blogs :]]]]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;superheroes and magic carpets&lt;br /&gt;a magic kingdom and a magic forest&lt;br /&gt;neverwhere, everywhere, and anywhere&lt;br /&gt;dear reader, we will take you there&lt;br /&gt;castles in the sand or built in stone&lt;br /&gt;a memory that we've always known&lt;br /&gt;stars that shine so brightly in the sky&lt;br /&gt;the moon is smiling with gleaming eyes&lt;br /&gt;let's escape, creep inside a sandcastle&lt;br /&gt;escape on a horse from a carousel&lt;br /&gt;stroll along the beach and look for seashells&lt;br /&gt;sanctuaries built from golden sand&lt;br /&gt;architecture of a little child's hand&lt;br /&gt;no, these castles will not last&lt;br /&gt;days go by and nights will pass&lt;br /&gt;closer and closer, the waves of the sea&lt;br /&gt;are coming to break the sandcastles free&lt;br /&gt;still standing, the tower is falling&lt;br /&gt;the life we live is slowly fading&lt;br /&gt;life is a sandcastle, it will was away&lt;br /&gt;even golden fortresses will not stay&lt;br /&gt;some memories, though, will forever remain&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5980697805881622308?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5980697805881622308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-really-not-aware-if-people-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5980697805881622308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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baby!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-1279453947972495107</id><published>2009-07-31T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:27:02.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good luck Seniors for the UPCAT! Go for 100%!</title><content type='html'>Still remember our chant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;We're here to start a legacy :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-1279453947972495107?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/1279453947972495107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-luck-seniors-for-upcat-go-for-100.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1279453947972495107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/1279453947972495107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-luck-seniors-for-upcat-go-for-100.html' title='Good luck Seniors for the UPCAT! Go for 100%!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-3404380374961688211</id><published>2009-07-30T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:52:21.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me wants to sleep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-3404380374961688211?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/3404380374961688211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-wants-to-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3404380374961688211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/3404380374961688211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-wants-to-sleep.html' title='Me wants to sleep!'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-4700141934996317728</id><published>2009-07-29T21:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:17:02.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akap - Imago</title><content type='html'>During Physics time I didn't listen to Ma'am Naredo's lecture (half of it) but instead I read the folio entitled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sandcastles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The said folio is a compilation of different literary pieces created by Ruralites and other unknown/anonymous writers (but definitely he/she/they are connected to my school) and was organized by the Journalism Circle club of UPRHS. &lt;/span&gt;I'd like to share the things that I find interesting in that particular folio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here's an excerpt from the foreword of the creators of the folio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Writing is a skill, not a talent, which means everyone can acquire it at any given chance. However, when you create written works with your own style and your emotions poured into it, that is more than just a skill. A written piece is just a bunch of words unless it is owned by the author by putting himself or herself into it, and a written piece is just a piece until completed through reaching others...&lt;/span&gt; -- I agree :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting more, perhaps tomorrow but for now I have to go to bed. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-4700141934996317728?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/4700141934996317728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/akap-imago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4700141934996317728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/4700141934996317728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/akap-imago.html' title='Akap - Imago'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-5279205371151880774</id><published>2009-07-27T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:05:06.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb-Dumber-Dumbest</title><content type='html'>My sister and her friends told me that I should stop reviewing for the upcoming UPCAT. According to them the test is really easy and it just comprises the basic things that one learns in high school and of course stored knowledge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school's administration is really concerned with the decline in the percentile of the CETRA results. The administration, uhh well Ma'am Carascal thought that the seniors should have shortened classes for this week and more time for review. From Tuesday to Thursday the school would facilitate a 2hr-review from 3pm-5pm and our classes would just be from 7am-3pm. Fair? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on Friday there will be a mass at St. There's, intentional mass, for my batch... Lord guidance please :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-5279205371151880774?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/5279205371151880774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/dumb-dumber-dumbest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5279205371151880774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/5279205371151880774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/dumb-dumber-dumbest.html' title='Dumb-Dumber-Dumbest'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-8011938928863373194</id><published>2009-07-26T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:15:04.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPCAT</title><content type='html'>Countdown for UPCAT is now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaaaah! Hell yeah I'm nervous, but not that much. I'm just worried because UPCAT is the only test that I'll take for college; UPCAT or nothing. Tskkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning to take Political Science at UP Diliman, yes I'll pursue Law :D (hopefully). My second choice at Diliman is European Languages. My second campus is LB and I chose Veterinary Medicine and Nutrition. I'm excited to graduate high school and enter college. New experiences! Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-8011938928863373194?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/8011938928863373194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/upcat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8011938928863373194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/8011938928863373194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/upcat.html' title='UPCAT'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-867920976783646840</id><published>2009-07-26T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:06:41.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook-ing</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been hooked to Facebook specifically its games applications. It all started when I didn't go to school last Thursday because of course I was sick. Boredom struck and there I made a Facebook account and  the rest is history. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm playing Restaurant City; currently level 6 :D... I also play Pet Society. My pet's name is Pan and she's now at level 12.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-867920976783646840?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/867920976783646840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/facebook-ing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/867920976783646840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/867920976783646840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/facebook-ing.html' title='Facebook-ing'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1294681236627379318.post-9042876771471247860</id><published>2009-07-24T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:34:00.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mighty @ 80</title><content type='html'>My school, University of the Philippines Rural High School, celebrated its 80th anniversary today. Of course there were no classes, as in the whole school celebrated its foundation day.   In my case, I  only attended the afternoon program because I became shitty in the morning, very sick. My temperature got really high, ayon 'di tuloy agad nakapasok... According to my classmates there were lots of Filipino games and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived in Rural at around 1:10pm (?). I helped in the Registration Committee table because I don't know where to go HAHA. I gave my cam to Denise and then she passed it on to Rudolph (Rudolph's the one who asked me to bring the cam ;]). I then saw lots of oldies kanina, haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was staring at the tarpaulins posted at the lower lobby I realized how famous Rural's alumni became. I'm not being biased dudes :]]]] for example there's this gal who is now the CEO of Enchanted Kingdom (thanks to her for that wonderful fireworks display), another is Tita Merle - if you're from LB you'll recognize her store, Mernel's. Also Ebe Dancel (vocalist of sugarfree) and Antonio "Tony" Mabesa (currently Lolo Samual of GMA 7's Adik Sa'yo) are also alumni of my school. And would you believe that even the whole UP system's president, Emerlinda Roman, graduated from UPRHS? Cool right?... I think the oldest alumnae that came was from batch 1948, if I calculated it right she's now 77 years old :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ground breaking of the new building was also held kanina then followed by the program and lots of hair rising and goose bumps from the glee club (they sang with the alumni.goosebumps all over). Different people, as in define high authorities from UPLB and UP system talked and said their speech...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the welcome program the most awaited Talentadong Ruralite was held! Geez it was really cool! Chino del Mundo (4th year) won! He juggled four tennis balls and two baseball bats. Second placer was of course yoyo man Dominic Santos (He's my classmate that's why I'm really proud)! Last was Cedric (3rd year) who played the piano while he was blindfolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah Ruralites are not just smart, Ruralites are also talented!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1294681236627379318-9042876771471247860?l=nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/feeds/9042876771471247860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/mighty-80.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/9042876771471247860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1294681236627379318/posts/default/9042876771471247860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nocturnalanimalinpajamas.blogspot.com/2009/07/mighty-80.html' title='Mighty @ 80'/><author><name>fallenscholar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02895700265121247155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dszDCPA_m1g/SvWSSNN5BMI/AAAAAAAAABg/EDi719LRkeY/S220/15440_1272856779949_1185783288_877919_6797764_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
