<?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-5565898176521726140</id><updated>2011-12-21T13:51:19.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo Bui</title><subtitle type='html'>...† i'm l0st, can y0u help me find the right way? †...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-2348542689261254799</id><published>2008-03-03T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T03:24:54.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Madness :D</title><content type='html'>Whew, I never thought I could be so involved in the UP politics, probably not involved really, but attached to it. Today is the election day. I wish all the candidates the best of luck. Tama na ang siraan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Earlier, our Physics results were out. I got an 11/50. In the class, only four passed! I only got 22%. We then discussed the answers for the exam.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Surprisingly, our very very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mabaet at magandang &lt;/span&gt;teacher na si Mam Romero gave us a surprise 40-point problem set earlier, which she will add in our percentage score. What a nice teacher. :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyways, it won't suffice a passing score, but I'd rather get a 40-50+% than a 22% score, right!! Right. Haha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So yea, I have eight more exams to cover the whole month, and have five days vacation in Olongapo. :D Whew. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I took my exam on ES 1 last Saturday, I think I delivered well. I would probably pass that exam. On the sad note, I flunked my second exam on ES 1, and got 38.75%. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am soooo dam nervous. I hope I would be able to catch up at the Finals.&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/5565898176521726140-2348542689261254799?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/2348542689261254799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=2348542689261254799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/2348542689261254799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/2348542689261254799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-madness-d.html' title='March Madness :D'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-8992266102124440762</id><published>2007-01-18T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T01:03:44.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Out of Blogger Google. Say hello to DaKopiPalace!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am now bidding goodbye to this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All memories and thoughts here are carried over to my new one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://dakopipalace.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't figure out how Blogger Google works so, I'd be fine with that Blogger BETA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I abandoned this blog with its 28th post. I'm out and hopefully you'll come to my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://dakopipalace.blogspot.com&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here for my new blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5565898176521726140-8992266102124440762?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/8992266102124440762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=8992266102124440762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/8992266102124440762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/8992266102124440762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-out-of-blogger-google-say-hello-to.html' title='I&apos;m Out of Blogger Google. Say hello to DaKopiPalace!'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-8150437394495773131</id><published>2007-01-13T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T20:45:04.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Today, I want to just emphasize this blog post with this word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Primarily because, no one's perfect but a lot of people aims to be one. And I am one of those people. Too bad, I can never be. Or is it just that as for myself, I am indeed perfect. Its just what other people think of you, that brands you as 'imperfect'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Suddenly, I recall my ever bitter life. This life which I'm okay at being blessed at, is not really what other people think as 'perfect' that in even behind back, they allow my shallow and influential preferences attack their identities. Did they feel I personally attack them or did they just let themselves be attacked by their insecurities. Some things I can do they can never be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Just as this Chemistry 16 Exam, all of us needs to pass. Just to be perfect. Just to be perfect in a way that the world sees us. But how much of these crappy things should we learn, to gain a respectable job or even live this happy life? For all I know, half of this Engineering students will eventually fail. And engross themselves in a part-Dracula part-human life of Call Centers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Imperfections make life interesting. For if not for it, we won't strive for anything greater. Sometimes, it just feels so right to commit a mistake. Not that I say being erratic would make this world a happy place. It just feels like your normal again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Whatever happens. We'll live. Just not the way we are projected to be, but the way we chose to be and whatever we do in this life is the decision we had made and the counterparts of what we have done before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5565898176521726140-8150437394495773131?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/8150437394495773131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=8150437394495773131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/8150437394495773131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/8150437394495773131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2007/01/perfect.html' title='Perfect'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-7378848017376202207</id><published>2007-01-09T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:54:58.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigaw</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;I SO MISS WRITING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);" src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/80/61/6501608/446937195l.jpg" width="75%" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/80/61/6501608/680264456l.jpg" width="75%" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So. I don't know who to trust anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Did they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;But. I love the people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Sigaw rocks. Love 'em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Hayy.&lt;br /&gt;I think I just have to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;And deal with them the best way I can.&lt;br /&gt;They're getting farther and farther.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5565898176521726140-7378848017376202207?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/7378848017376202207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=7378848017376202207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/7378848017376202207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/7378848017376202207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2007/01/sigaw.html' title='Sigaw'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-5269132235518974402</id><published>2007-01-09T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:08:36.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I SO MISS PLATINUM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/72/97/5847927/31901678662085m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The caricature. Animated US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/23941198317384s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tribute feety thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/7837104857965s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad we don't have that much pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/72/97/5847927/2825246979720s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/72/97/5847927/28252439558783s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class pic :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/74/5334775/26050328941812s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retreat boi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/73/03/3833037/204549190m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest semi-complete pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/73/03/3833037/25917504916192m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go keep on fighting. last Sci-Awit :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/74/5334775/2676413934640m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unscripted class pix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/73/03/3833037/27936680542851m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prom class pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh...&lt;br /&gt;its fun to be with y'all.&lt;br /&gt;there are sorrows&lt;br /&gt;but all the joy was with ya forever&lt;br /&gt;in my heart&lt;br /&gt;so sad you're not here by my side.&lt;br /&gt;fucket.&lt;br /&gt;i miss ya all &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;and even other rshs peeps.&lt;br /&gt;i miss ya all &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;i'll carry on.&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/5565898176521726140-5269132235518974402?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/5269132235518974402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=5269132235518974402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/5269132235518974402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/5269132235518974402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-so-miss-platinum.html' title=''/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-1250501888703774327</id><published>2007-01-09T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:57:47.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing Party [Late]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Haha. So last week ko lang nakita ang mga pictures na ito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hayy. Good luck na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Reminisce na naman ang kuya kopee niyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hayy. Sige. Senti muna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Magandang background song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Welcome to the Black Parade by MCR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Enjoy na lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;These pictures were taken April 3, 2006 at our Batch Closing Party at Subic International Hotel Swimming Pool. Fun. Sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/61/00/4420016/29449369747669m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. The whale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/61/00/4420016/29460628821773m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a family. That's just us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/61/00/4420016/29460190931418m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilfred. One out of seven taken pictures of him the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/61/00/4420016/29459658024324m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food galore. Sus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/61/00/4420016/29458636320492m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonding moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/61/00/4420016/29458996559890m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Yuck no! Hehe. Aku din nandiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/61/00/4420016/29456903864849m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakshet. Ang hirap mag-pose kapag nalulunod ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/61/00/4420016/29457613248522m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayus yung buhok ko jan. Dut. Leyan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/61/00/4420016/29457172246221m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy. Haha. The Pool Boys..&lt;br /&gt;&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/5565898176521726140-1250501888703774327?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/1250501888703774327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=1250501888703774327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/1250501888703774327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/1250501888703774327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2007/01/closing-party-late.html' title='Closing Party [Late]'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-5378532928513670254</id><published>2007-01-09T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:48:49.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for Blogger! Reminisce &amp; Again, the Sore Eyes Galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Woohoo! At long last. I have finally logged-in to my Blogger account. The pesky earthquake proved to be mightier than DSL or any Internet connection the Internet world has. Poof, there goes sites slowing down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;And now, I'm posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Sore eyes count:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;1. Darryl &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Happy Birthday Roommie!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;2. Llowid (lala, rockstar)&lt;rockstar,&gt;&lt;/rockstar,&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;3. Van (malas ka :P)&lt;bwahaha,&gt;&lt;/bwahaha,&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;4. Bri (haha, nanghahawa pa)&lt;ang&gt;&lt;/ang&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;5. Sig (nakao, welcomm head pa naman :P)&lt;welfare&gt;&lt;/welfare&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;6. Hansel (ang pasimuno ng epidemya)&lt;pasimuno&gt;&lt;/pasimuno&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;7. Kulogs (anu ba naman yan, haha)&lt;haha,&gt;&lt;/haha,&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;8. Cada (lol, kilig pa din kahit may sore eyes)&lt;si&gt;&lt;/si&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;9. Dean (ay nako, kala mo irritation lang)&lt;akala&gt;&lt;/akala&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;10. Manuel (umuwi na ng rizal lol)&lt;nagovernyt&gt;&lt;/nagovernyt&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;11. Kim (hai, isa pang pasimuno)&lt;isa&gt;&lt;/isa&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;12. Renel (napasigaw nang malamang may sore eyes)&lt;nagsisigaw&gt;&lt;/nagsisigaw&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;So official shield namin ngayon: Visine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Haha. May Awit na nga kami para sa Sore Eyes eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Haha. Epidemya man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Masaya pa din :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures below are taken last December 27, at our Batch Homecoming and Get Together Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.trishatorga.multiply.com/image/6/photos/14/1200x120/6/DSC04112.JPG?et=i8Uya%2C4J%2CfPfntTOgR3SlA" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feety Together Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.trishatorga.multiply.com/image/5/photos/14/1200x120/4/DSC04109.JPG?et=SWpPIRYxREg2Opzzv2ghJA" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold Peepz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.trishatorga.multiply.com/image/4/photos/14/1200x120/28/DSC04111.JPG?et=lN0yiqSYbn65Un9q1eq3qw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trish, low and zhrec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.trishatorga.multiply.com/image/5/photos/14/1200x120/10/DSC04114.JPG?et=RB8tIBTZBXGSHcNdis8dwg" &lt;br /&gt;the ta-h0ngks guys, migs.. the balikbayan guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.trishatorga.multiply.com/image/4/photos/14/1200x120/41/DSC04152.JPG?et=G6RWxurOTSv712gC5bzN7g" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bestfriends forever (4/7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.trishatorga.multiply.com/image/4/photos/14/1200x120/45/DSC04155.JPG?et=SNYNYJKKMZpk6juYt3Wrvw" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sprinkling rain effect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.trishatorga.multiply.com/image/4/photos/14/1200x120/55/DSC04162.JPG?et=sbXEGsphM%2CWVa9yxqDLR2Q"  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're bidding bye's na naman :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.trishatorga.multiply.com/image/6/photos/14/1200x120/6/DSC04112.JPG?et=i8Uya%2C4J%2CfPfntTOgR3SlA"  /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy, luv yah pt! kitakits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Ending this post, I have a Chem 16 exam on Saturday 4pm-6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Pakshet.&lt;br /&gt;Ma'am Tirona had her farewell general assembly last night.&lt;br /&gt;So sad.&lt;br /&gt;January 10 is today so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Criena House!&lt;br /&gt;Happy 17th.&lt;br /&gt;Darryl, Happy 18th kahapon!&lt;br /&gt;Dood.&lt;br /&gt;Problem Sets are so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haii.&lt;br /&gt;party na.&lt;br /&gt;doot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good ending huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5565898176521726140-5378532928513670254?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/5378532928513670254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=5378532928513670254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/5378532928513670254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/5378532928513670254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2007/01/yay-for-blogger-reminisce-again-sore.html' title='Yay for Blogger! Reminisce &amp; Again, the Sore Eyes Galore'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-8398592250848248603</id><published>2007-01-06T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:40:15.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasalubong Festival &amp; The Sore Eyes Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;So, after the uber-haggardic first week. I'm here wasting money just to update things. Ending up losing all the money I have for the week. Hassle kasi. The Pasalubong Festival's done. Buti naman. Haha. Masaya naman 'yun. Kahit maraming nalasing, tapos may bonding kasi per region. We took the time to get to know them better, o di ba senti? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Of course, I'm from Region 3, and if before I don't have that enough knowledge about my region. Now I think I have learned a lot because of the fest. There are about five hundred people who went in Kalay yesterday, about 4pm. It ended about 9pm with a fireworks display which was taken care by our region. So bongga talaga kami! Samahan pa ng B-O-G-A with an h to positive infinity. haha. BOGAHHH! ahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Anyways, the fest was truly heartwarming, also it gave us opportunity to know more about our country. Yet, that festivity won't be successful if not for sleepless nights and the generous people who shared their culture and of course their delicacies to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Here are some points from each region that I went to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Saudi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The weirdest food! But, their delicacies taste good. The booth was okay. The normal Muslim-Saudi thing is the motif of their booth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Region IX. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The giant vinta! Woohoo! The sardines was so hot! I did not even think its sardines. Napaka-lasa. Its spicy but promise, ansarap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Region XII.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; The Davao Region. The best sila sa presentation! Haha. Ang outfit kumakabog. Haha. But of course, masarap ang Durian nila kahit medyo smelly. Hehe. Durian candies and all that stuff. Nag-enjoy din ako sa food nila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Region VII. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The region na parang hindi talaga nakapaghanda although I know that 'sweets' lang kasi talaga yung sa kanila. Masarap naman. Peanut Brittle, mango candy things like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Region VIII. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Dut. Pastries. More pastries. Another pastry. Plus, suman. Haha. Masarap. Cookies-like things, wala nga lang sila ganong delicacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Region I. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Sayang, di ko naabutan ang masarap nilang fishes. However, the chichacorn's great talaga. Tapos anganda rin ng presentation. Yung booth nila asteg. Pawid ang lolo. Haha. Tapos ayus din yung ushers/usherettes nila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Region IV. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Masarap yung tenga ng litson. Ayus yung 10 people get-all-you-can in 5 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Presentation? Don't get me started. Maganda. Pero naiinis lang talaga ako sa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;kanya.&lt;br /&gt;CAR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Ayus sila. May pine tree. Tapos napaka-ethnic at native. Thumbs up! :{ May rice wine pa sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Region III. &lt;/span&gt;Need I say more? Haha. Syempre kami the best! :P From nothing to something. Nakaya namin. Buffet style pa, at pinilahan, grabe nasira yung bakod namin. Haha. Ansaya namin kasi we're satisfied. One hour pa lang ubos na food namin. Remarkable: Tusino and Sisig of Pampanga, Chicharon ng Bulacan at sandamukal na Pastillas. Bataan's tinapa at mangga ng Zambales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Region V. &lt;/span&gt;Haha. Nanalo ako ng gift pack dahil sa sinarapan. Ang sarap ng laing nila. Haha. At Bicol Express. Di ko naabutan yung pusit. Pili nuts are good! Syempre si Jason nagtatatalak. Nangangaway pa. Astig din yung presentation nila. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Region II. &lt;/span&gt;The region daw na nagset ng standards. Sa booth. Sa presentation. Pagdating sa food. Nipa wine. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Region X. &lt;/span&gt;Fruits. Fruits. Fruits. Ansaya. Hehe. Ayun, fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Region VI. &lt;/span&gt;Kyut nung maskara thing tapos blue and pink ang motif nila. Hehe. Asteg. Basta ayun, masaya din sa kanila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CARAGA. &lt;/span&gt;The Caraga region, sarap ng fishes nila. Sarap nung pusit thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOCCSKSARGEN. &lt;/span&gt;Hehe. I enjoyed a lot sa booth na ito. Kaya pabalik balik kasi sila lang nag-offer ng drink na di nakakalasing. Masarap yung Kilawin at yung Tuna grabe! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syempre ang fireworks display namin ang pangabog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done. Food trip in just three hours! Hayy. Sa sobrang tagal na pinaghandaan, ganun lang lumipas. After noon, kanya-kanya nang bonding. Haha. Si Robert nalasing sa amin, pero ayus lang kyut. haha. Star gazing. Kwentuhan. Banig. Lahat na. Ayos talaga ang Pasafest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I had such a great time. 3 AM na ako natulog.&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I went back sa floor, walo na ang may &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sore Eyes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko magkaroon. Ang roommate ko meron na.&lt;br /&gt;Sadya bang mahina ang resistance namin at palaging kapag may sakit, agad-agad nagkakahawaan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakshet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5565898176521726140-8398592250848248603?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/8398592250848248603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=8398592250848248603' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/8398592250848248603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/8398592250848248603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2007/01/pasalubong-festival-sore-eyes-fever.html' title='Pasalubong Festival &amp; The Sore Eyes Fever'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-1757222159454528384</id><published>2007-01-01T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T22:12:52.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to All!&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless you all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family and Relatives&lt;br /&gt;Platinum&lt;br /&gt;Gold&lt;br /&gt;RS Peeps&lt;br /&gt;PBB Fantasy Game Friends&lt;br /&gt;Kalai'ers&lt;br /&gt;Extra Dos&lt;br /&gt;Sigaw Peeps&lt;br /&gt;SOEP :)&lt;br /&gt;UPDOSTSA :)&lt;br /&gt;UP CBI :)&lt;br /&gt;UP people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making the year 2006 a happy and nice one.&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Kahit konti ang handa, masaya naman.&lt;br /&gt;So, ayun.&lt;br /&gt;Balik na ko bukas.&lt;br /&gt;Things are now ok.&lt;br /&gt;Wala nang sagabal.&lt;br /&gt;Aral na.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MEGAN LYNNE YOUNG!&lt;br /&gt;^_~ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck ang STARSTRUCK. Dut-dut ang mga pinili.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I finally got this three articles for Sigaw done. Just need some more info.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad Ana and I had patch things up.&lt;br /&gt;PasaFest is coming. Uggh. What to bring?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. She's the first to greet me in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;What to do in 2007:&lt;br /&gt;Improve how I look.&lt;br /&gt;Improvement on social things.&lt;br /&gt;Hair =P&lt;br /&gt;Possibly a new techie thing.&lt;br /&gt;USBng bago or CP or IpoD.&lt;br /&gt;Mag-yakal.&lt;br /&gt;Maka-uno sa Physics 71.1 at Hum 1&lt;br /&gt;Maka 2.25 and above sa Math, Physics at Chem.&lt;br /&gt;Maka shift ng Chem Eng or Mat Eng&lt;br /&gt;Ayan.&lt;br /&gt;Mangarap.&lt;br /&gt;Sige.&lt;br /&gt;Hala.&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/5565898176521726140-1757222159454528384?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/1757222159454528384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=1757222159454528384' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/1757222159454528384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/1757222159454528384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year.html' title='New Year'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-1653714143121007920</id><published>2006-12-28T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T04:10:27.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jailed in the Fortress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Whenever I decide. I regret.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Sorry if I the message spelled for you was too much for the relationship we have.&lt;br /&gt;Moreso, I just want the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you had thought, that I have given up before. Long before I mean.&lt;br /&gt;But truly, I just gave up lately.&lt;br /&gt;And now that it feels so hard to do it, you are penalizing me for not noticing me.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks if that would really make you happy.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll live just this way.&lt;br /&gt;I'll live my life, for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I thought I'd be happy to let go, but more that I think of it, I see myself sad and longing for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Truth hurts. I'll just live with it. But if I won't ever fall for anyone again. That's not my fault. That's not even yours. That's what I was meant to so I'll live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;For the title, I do feel like I'm jailed in the fortress. Whatever the title means, it just shouts that I still feel for her &lt;em&gt;(not love?)&lt;/em&gt; but never mind. I do. So please. I hope I can have peace of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Just I hope this thing ends before 2007 starts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oops by the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MA. FRANCESCA CO QUIAMBAO! :P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Thanks sa lahat! Pt ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5565898176521726140-1653714143121007920?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/1653714143121007920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=1653714143121007920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/1653714143121007920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/1653714143121007920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/jailed-in-fortress.html' title='Jailed in the Fortress'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-5027509085354656513</id><published>2006-12-27T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T03:17:12.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Today, we had our first batch yuletide party and homecoming... It was fun so I'd like to have some of the thoughts written here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I started a day with my sister shouting her head out... 'Gising! Gising!' ... Fuck, I was irritated and told her to get out of mah room, so she did. And I stood. Inat muna... Eat some vienna sausage and I took a bath... After all those things... syempre, dressed up, wala lang... ayus naman. Then, it was about nine when I departed from home, went straight to get a trike and zoom it goes, I rode the jeep. Yellow jeep. Only in Gapo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;There, I went to King's. I was the only person there. Walked to the Globe Telecoms, the attendant was not there, I would buy the 40 peso sim card  there. haha. tipid... I'm so thrilled cos one by one they're coming. I was so early, in fact the earliest, look how excited I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Then, Ian and I went to the Pancit Malabon Order Shop which is by the way near the Victory Liner and Manila Glass Supply. Then, we went off, more people came. David's off and we rode the Light Blue Castillejos/Subic jeep.  &lt;strong&gt;THE PARTY HAS STARTED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;To Be Continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5565898176521726140-5027509085354656513?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/5027509085354656513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=5027509085354656513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/5027509085354656513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/5027509085354656513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed Emotions'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-7024239791411817048</id><published>2006-12-23T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T21:16:12.992-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaking Missed The Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Traveled to Gapo. Nice to be back home. Back where you're at. Missed Kalai but you're ready to have some fun during your break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Well, I am just blessed I have enough TV intake, sleep, and food here. Food, kasi hindi mamantika! Haha. Tama lang naman. TV! TV! TV! at syempre ang sleep ko hanggang alas dose ng tanghali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;May trippings din ang dabarkads.. ang pagbalik sa sk00ol! RS.. at ang kanilang bazaar. IT's bizarre. gagagaag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Tapos yung Christmas Party ng mga CAT. At syempre Internet galore. Pare, wala akong PC sa haus. haha. at wala pa akong pera, sinira kasi ng ate ko PC eh. syet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Masaya yun sa beach. Haha. Tapos sa beach ulit sa December 27. Haha. Ansaya. Ang itim ko na mga parekoi. Maitim pa lalo! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Haircut! Shet. The freaking people can't understand that once I made up my mind on what style of hair I prefer, I'll get one. Nah. They're not giving up. They want me to cut the bangs. The hair. Err. ERr... Err... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Anyways, its just a self expression. So why do they care so much? Impression? Even I dont care about how people see me. They have to realize that they have their own lives and they have to freaking care for it first before talking about anyone else. Freaking bastards, those gossip makers can't really complete their life without telling anyone negative to other people. Just idiots. These people are just f*cked up with their lives, they decide to just meddle with others'. Freaks. Jerks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Uggh. Anyways. I have to go. Just updating. It's the 24th right. Pasko na ng mga Katoliko mamaya. Haha. :P MC! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Happy New Year to all na lang! Kitakits sa mga UP and Kalai Pipz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5565898176521726140-7024239791411817048?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/7024239791411817048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=7024239791411817048' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/7024239791411817048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/7024239791411817048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/freaking-missed-days.html' title='Freaking Missed The Days'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-233880821241900115</id><published>2006-12-23T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T21:07:25.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So, I went to SM just to buy Dean his blue polo shirt and Jodee for her Blue Magic 'one-sided guy-named stuff' and friendship emblem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was fun. Minus the headache, the loss of key, the smelly Manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was some fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should have been posted about ten days before. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, its time to depart from the corridor, the fun and nice corridor. Then, I see ya on January. But first, that virtual presentation gave me headaches. So... That's it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5565898176521726140-233880821241900115?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/233880821241900115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=233880821241900115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/233880821241900115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/233880821241900115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/gifts.html' title='The Gifts'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-2202253796513579457</id><published>2006-12-21T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T01:20:28.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Days Without a Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I can't believe I made it ten days without posting, haha. Anyways here are some happenings done between that period of time. It was so busy, so dramatic, so err... and so boring nga lang haha. Sige pagtyagaan na nga yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;First off, the Talent Night of Mr. and Ms. Sporsfest. Only fifty of the five hundred Kalai Residents were able to watch. F*ck it. That SportsCom. Uggh. A giant UGGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Next, the Physics Exam I have told you. I have passed it. 25/40. That's great na no! Kahit na 62.5% iyon at 2.5 ang equivalent. Gotta try harder the next exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The freaking Oblation Run. I missed it. No big naman. Haha. I got my 'pass' Physics exam kaya ENJOY. Wala naman kwenta yan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The freaking Rally thing. Wala lang freaky lang. Haha. Napasa na TOFI&gt; :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Next, the Yuletide Party, understatement is CULMINATING ACTIVITY NG LAHAT NG COMMITTEE SA KALAI, waah. We ranked fourth dun sa General Cleaning. Haha. In fairness ang sweet namin dun sa naregaluhan namin ung BA, pa roses roses pa. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Tapos yung sa Sports Com, ayun nanalo si Niccolo at Ave as Mr and Ms Sportsfest, lufet ng Asuldier. Kahit 2nd lang kami Overall :P Mga beh kayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Tapos gift giving sa Dos. Natanggap ko ay Digital Fortress na book ni Dan Brown na ibibigay ko sana sa nilalang na iba diyan. Kaya lang, mukhang ayaw na naming mag-usap so ayus lang. :P Si Chiness yung nabunot ko. Siya pala si Brainless Bangus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Tapos sa Sigaw, natanggap ko ay Book na naman! The Tales of the Greek Heroes. :P Si Kemuel nakabunot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta yun random things lang. Tapos uwian na sa kanya kanyang bahay. In fairness ansarap na naman ng BBQ at pancit plus Iced Tea na may calamasi touch ni Ma'am Tirona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ansaya ng Kalai. Hindi nga lang alintana ang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sadness &lt;/span&gt;na mararamdaman pagdating ng Enero.&lt;br /&gt;Ang dating makulay. Baka mawalan na ng kulay. Bakit? Kasi wala na. Wala na sila.&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/5565898176521726140-2202253796513579457?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/2202253796513579457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=2202253796513579457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/2202253796513579457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/2202253796513579457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/ten-days-without-post.html' title='Ten Days Without a Post'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-5334765324612466668</id><published>2006-12-12T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T19:29:46.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Physics: Oh Physics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;Well I woke up at 5 AM today. Prepared for this Physics long exam. I reviewed until about 2AM last night and I hope that's enough to pass this 40-item mind-boggling test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;Through with that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;Doha Update!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.tinypic.com/48lwww7.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;Thanks to Violito Payla, Boxing and Gabica in Cue. We had our two golds in! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)"&gt;COngrats Philippines. I knew we'll have our time.&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/5565898176521726140-5334765324612466668?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/5334765324612466668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=5334765324612466668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/5334765324612466668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/5334765324612466668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/physics-oh-physics.html' title='Physics: Oh Physics!'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i12.tinypic.com/48lwww7_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-5139656442291145966</id><published>2006-12-11T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T01:15:04.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Philippine Idol: Mau Marcelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;What can I say? It's Mau's time to shine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The first Philippine Idol is indeed, Mau Marcelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;She's my bet from the very start of course aside from Gian and Apple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;I'm so happy she won although nabitin ako kagabi since the Dorm Manager let us watch the Finale, freak guys from the back were noisy and the Dorm Manager told us to silence the TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Anyhow, I'm so happy it's Mau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Go grab that Asian Idol title. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="150" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZltiRfO1C80"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZltiRfO1C80" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Winning Piece: I Got Goosebumps Here...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="150" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AVIOsQyhcpU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AVIOsQyhcpU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5565898176521726140-5139656442291145966?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/5139656442291145966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=5139656442291145966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/5139656442291145966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/5139656442291145966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/first-philippine-idol-mau-marcelo.html' title='The First Philippine Idol: Mau Marcelo'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-6920015084470051504</id><published>2006-12-09T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T22:28:59.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doha Disappointments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Filipino team this year for Doha, a big disappointment. We aimed for at least ten gold medals, but until now, we haven't placed any gold yet. The ugly part is that we only have the 0-3-2 standing. Even bronze medals, we can't get. The Philippine team is sucky and its suckier that you are obliged to support them. What went wrong. I don't know. The only reality I can see is that they're not too prepared for it, and that's why we're losing. At least we had four gold medals at Busan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The bowling team was such a disappointment. Knowing Olympic people were there. It's a shame they got beaten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The boxing team has wins, we have sure bronzes but what we need is a gold so let's see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The taekwando team did the best as far, giving us two silvers and one bronze I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gabica of the 8-balls, did a really good job claiming the silver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All we can do now is wait, pray for them. Hope they win at least a gold. There are only five more days till the ending ceremony. So, who knows? We can still get golds. We're Filipinos right.&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/5565898176521726140-6920015084470051504?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/6920015084470051504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=6920015084470051504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/6920015084470051504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/6920015084470051504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/doha-disappointments.html' title='Doha Disappointments'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-6204311867818898767</id><published>2006-12-09T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T22:21:05.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Philippine Idol Finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;center  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://philippineidol.com/images/screensaver_ad_big3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;            Last night was the Philippine Idol Final Performance Night. And I bet at least in one performance there, if you would've watched, you'll have goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;        Well, tonight we would know who the Filipinos voted as the 1st Philippine Idol which is set to compete for Asian Idol next year.&lt;br /&gt;      The Finale night was divided into three categories... The order of performance is: Gian, Jan, Mau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Performer's Choice&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gian. Impossible Dream. The song was great, arrangements was irresistable. The strong point is the end part. I love it. Good starting song. He proved he can jive with the other contestants. Gian did it from impossible to possible. The first note up to the last are fine. Excellent performance it is.&lt;br /&gt;      Jan.  Say That You Love Me. I never liked Jan, but with his improvement and the way he did this song, he was at his par. He nailed it. Although his voice is not my type. I think the performance was great. Although the judges seemed to say it was him who won this round, I oppose. He did well, but he's not the best.&lt;br /&gt;      Mau. The song choice was not really the best she could come up with. She should have done better if she picked some more challenging song, with climax. She had rough middles and the tones were falling off key. But her 'kulots' and styles put her through. I think she did well. Not just what I expected her to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Ranking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        1. Gian (9.5)&lt;br /&gt;      2. Jan (9.4)&lt;br /&gt;      3. Mau (9.2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judges Ranking:&lt;br /&gt;      1. Jan&lt;br /&gt;      2. Gian&lt;br /&gt;      3. Mau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judges' Choice&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gian. Volare. The song just captivated me. It was his best song as far in the night. He nailed it. He was in his element. He did a cool job doing what people wants. He's enthusiasm and passion did entice the audience. It was a cool and breezy, effortless performance.&lt;br /&gt;      Jan. Sway. The song was too easy for him. Needed sexiness and he got some. So, that's why it somehow worked. He just did not connect with audience that well. For me, Gian did better. He did good.&lt;br /&gt;      Mau. Balut. The funny thing is the choice for her is not really meant for a contyest. Maybe as same as the males but she did it pretty well. She just seemed weak. She's not up for competition. The guys did really well and she did just good,  just enough. I liked the song, I liked the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Ranking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;        1. Gian (9.3)&lt;br /&gt;      2. Mau (9.2)&lt;br /&gt;      3. Jan (9.0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Judges Ranking&lt;br /&gt;      1. Gian&lt;br /&gt;      2. Jan&lt;br /&gt;      3. Mau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record Producers' Choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gian. Flying Without Wings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The arrangement of the song was so not-Westlife. Its classy, world-class. Gian jived in through the song. It was his best song of the night. It feels like he'll win when he sang it. Not enough goosebumps but excellent excellent performace. The best so far. I never expected that he'll do this song, but in the way he did, he absoultely nailed it. Terrific tones and timings on the last lines of chorus. The ending was passionate. Two thumbs up for Gian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jan. Evergreen. &lt;/span&gt;When I learned it was this song, I asked myself: "Is the Record Producer a Westlife fan?" Nothing new with the performance. For me, he had the voice for the song. Still, the connection killed him. Plus, for me he had some difficulties in a lot of parts of the songs. The high tones were barely met. Jan did outstanding showing a good fight for the night. The overshadowing of the judges kills me. They made it seem like Jan's winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mau. On My Own. &lt;/span&gt;I'll only start with: "I love Mau!". The song was the best suited for her. The producer' s choice fits her perfectly. Only Mau made my hair rise. She is exemplary. Truly world-class. You think you know who wins, you think Gian did the best, but it's not the end until the fat lady sings. Mau did nail it, she's just perfect, enough to cover her past two almost falling performances. An underdog, a star. Mau is my Philippine Idol. It's too good, that even Gian fans and other Jan fans had a standing ovation for that performance. The judges comment were cut for a segment because of the audience's wild reaction and Mau crying. She was so overwhelmed by the people's reactions. She did really really well. Excellent. Just right. Just making it to Asian Idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Ranking:&lt;br /&gt;        1. Mau (10.0)&lt;br /&gt;        2. Gian (9.5)&lt;br /&gt;        3. Jan (9.2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judges Ranking&lt;br /&gt;       1. Mau&lt;br /&gt;       2. Gian&lt;br /&gt;        3. Jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mau (28.4)&lt;br /&gt;Gian (28.3)&lt;br /&gt;Jan  (27.6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    For me the judges acted that way for the people to feel that Mau is an underdog. Filipinos want underdog winners. If Mau wins, the judges are effective in doing the reverse psychology thing at the same time pushing Mau to be challenged and perform the best she can do. She rocked. Mau is my winner. Gian for me is 2nd; Jan, a lousy third placer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing Filipinos:&lt;br /&gt;        1. Mau, 2. Jan, 3. Gian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5565898176521726140-6204311867818898767?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/6204311867818898767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=6204311867818898767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/6204311867818898767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/6204311867818898767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-night-was-philippine-idol-final.html' title='The Philippine Idol Finals'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-4660052325369176570</id><published>2006-12-07T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T20:58:07.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kris Kringle Here and There: Wala Akong Pera!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Tis, the season to be jolly! [patawa naman, mauubusan ka lang ng pera]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Punta ka na lang Jollibee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Not to be so anti-Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Nakakainis lang na kung kailan walang pera, doon naman may Kris Kringle chorba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Pero aminin ko na masaya eto ever. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;So, sa Sigaw may Gift Giving. Worth 50 pesos. Cheap no, hekhek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Tapos yun sa floor namin na Exchange Gift, ako ay reregaluhan ni &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brainless Bangus &lt;/span&gt;ng...&lt;br /&gt;a) Typecast 'Every Moss and Cobweb' Album&lt;br /&gt;b) T-Shirt and Cap [Black/Navy Blue] and a Scarf&lt;br /&gt;c) Digital Fortress na book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solid yan. Yan lang ang hihingin ko pare koi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Sigaw.&lt;br /&gt;a) Picture lang ng Ugat. Mura lang yun. Pramis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="center"  width="75%" style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next issue, General Inspection. Sa wakas, tapos na rin. At naku talaga, nakakainis ang mapanghusgang mga mata ng mga babae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May ecosystem ka dito sa may lampshade mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ ang erk ng comment...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amoy pamatay ng ipis ang cabinet mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;^_^ ate, glade yan :P...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nakakabwisit talaga, basta yun na yun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;So, aku na naman ang Bermont's Boy kahapon. 759 pesos lahat. Akalain mO? haha. sige na nga, awt na aku... walang pasok pero kailangang mag review. "P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5565898176521726140-4660052325369176570?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/4660052325369176570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=4660052325369176570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/4660052325369176570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/4660052325369176570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/kris-kringle-here-and-there-wala-akong.html' title='Kris Kringle Here and There: Wala Akong Pera!'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-2692341883967520389</id><published>2006-12-05T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T21:52:30.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coke Jeep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only realized today that I have satisfied my dream. Haha.It maybe shallow but, yes! I have ridden the Coke jeep! Hoorah for me. I only realized it early this morning but I rode in that Toki Coke Jeep yesterday. Adik no? Di alam pinag-gagagawa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Anyways, it seems like the whole bunch of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEM &lt;/span&gt;are ganging up on me. I don't know why but I feel some kind of friction when I'm around them. Paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, it was dawg, 11:30 p.m. and whose taking Berm0n'ts orders? Yup, I was the Berm0nt's bAby boy last night. It arrived 45 minutes later. About 12:15 pm, and we're all starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this corridor feature in Kalai and I am part of the Virtual Team so I'm so excited to work with this coding and designing stuffs. Bad thing is that the head, wants people with no knowledge do the work, just because they have laptops. Okay, so I'll antagonize again and this guys would surely react... violently. So, I decided that I'd let it flow. :P I'll let it be. Bahala sila diyan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaky... I woke up this morning and knowing that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;General Inspection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Defined as girls coming in your rooms, roomraids it, criticize your cleanliness and hygiene. That's it. Voila, complete humiliation. Who cares if my briefs are hung on my closet. Why should the clothes be color coded. Why should things be so arranged and orderly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I'm very much satisfied when things are disorganized, unarranged? What if you loathe cleanliness? What if you can work efficiently if you have this dirty surrounding. I'm only pointing out that each of us has styles. Styles and difference in tastes. If this is what is clean to us, then fine. Don't get me wrong. My room's not that clean, but I'm improving. I like cleanliness but not to that extent that personal things and preferences are interfered. Its not cleanliness, orderliness or what, its Martial Law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you expect in a guy's closet? What do you expect us to be. Of course, if our room's so clean and sparkling. No joke. I would think this guy's a bit of a girl. Not that I have prejudice but it feels really low to have your room's dust get noticed, even in fact you want them to be there. The sweaty smell from your bedsheets that you'll miss. The feeling of comfortability is being sacrificed. That's why we live in rooms, because we want things to be independently done and be what you prefer to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't be that clean! We're guys and we are more of the action-type gender you know. So, it's possible that things are different here. And that girls' hygiene or eyes should never be the basis of this cleanliness because we're not them, and we shan't be compared to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say NO to Martial Law GI's. Haha. Ang exage ko. Third GI pa lang ng floor namin ito. Yung iba, weekly pa nga :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5565898176521726140-2692341883967520389?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/2692341883967520389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=2692341883967520389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/2692341883967520389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/2692341883967520389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/coke-jeep.html' title='The Coke Jeep'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-2249756526906901500</id><published>2006-12-04T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:45:27.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Classes: The Ultimate Student Day-off</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;The week before the dreaded 1st Exams Week is  the ultimate student day-off. The four-day break due to Bonifacio Day and the anticipation for the inaccurate reports of Reming getting into Manila sucked and gave us long lasting rests. Tulog to the nth level. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the Board of Regents elected people of sorts for positions, and we had half of our day off. Ayus no? I'm really happy kasi kailangan di mastress one week before the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Overwhelmed naman ako dahil may mga bloghoppers na nagtatag sa akin :P Three days pa lang ako online so. It's really ayus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my new Smart number. Of course I 'm not that dumb to post it here. Haha. Anyways, I just realized that ano nga ba? Kailangan lang mabuhay. Easy lang mga parekoy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until something popped out from this empty brain. Wala akong maishashare. Baka may mga happenings na mangyari. Tignan natin. Good luck na lang sa aken. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige.. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5565898176521726140-2249756526906901500?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/2249756526906901500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=2249756526906901500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/2249756526906901500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/2249756526906901500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/no-classes-ultimate-student-day-off.html' title='No Classes: The Ultimate Student Day-off'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-8115644159550347122</id><published>2006-12-04T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T02:06:43.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will I Ever Learn?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;This week is even more tiring, kahit na wala si Reming. Nakakapagod maghintay no? Yes. It's pretty tiring. Kung alam niyo lang siguro. Hai. Nakakainis dahil kapag love talaga napapa-Tagalog ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;The very thought of this post is simple. This song played seven times in two days. Imagine, two days. Nambibwisit ang floormates ko so baka i times four pa yan. Sabayan pa nung isang kanta. erk.. wag na ipaalala na umiiyak ako nung mga araw na iyon, ha? Natripan ng floormates kong patugtugin ng seven times na naririnig ko and even I want to stop them, I just have to adjust. Bakit naman kasi sa dinami-rami ng tugtugin naging memorable ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Simple. It was the first time I ask her to dance and she refused. But she promised me na may isa sa JS Prom. Woohoo! Anyways. Wala lang. Adik lang. Naku. Dapat na nga palang kalimutan. Pero bakit andiyan pa rin. It sucks to face the truth but she's still there, whatever that red thing that contains aorta, the ventricles and the atria. Let me tell you that she's still what my heart is singing. She's still the one I love. Kaya katulad nang sinabi ko kay Eden, hindi na ako maghihintay dahil imposible pero... ayun, ako pa rin si gago. Kailangan ba talagang ganito ang aking maramdaman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Kung nagtataka na kayo sa kantang ito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I can still remember like yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;We were so in love in a special way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;And knowing that your love will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;make me feel oh so right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;But now I feel lost, don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Each and every day I think of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Holdin' back the tears, I'm trying with all my might&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Refrain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Because you've gone and left me standing All alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;And I know I've got to face tomorrow On my own....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;But baby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Before I let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I want to say I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I hope that you're listenin' 'Coz it's true,baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;You'll be forever in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;And I know that no one else will do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;yeah So before I let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I want to say .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Interlude:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I wish that it could be just like before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I know I could've given you so much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Even though you know I'd given you all my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I miss your smile, I miss your kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Each and every day I reminisce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;'Coz baby it's you That I'm always dreaming of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Repeat Refrain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Repeat Chorus (except last 3 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Bridge:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Coz Letting love go is never easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;But I love you so That's why I set you free And I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;I'll find a way To leave it all behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Guess it wasn't meant to be But baby.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;Repeat chorus (except last 3 words)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So before I let you go I want to say.......I love you &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Love is so complicated. Sometimes, you'll just wonder why. But you'll never know the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Frankly, I haven't move on. Although I realize I have to, I have to get her out of the system. But what can I do, if I truly miss and love her? Pero kapag andiyan siya, wala ka namang magawa. Kapag andiyan siya, wala lang. Di mo pwedeng gawin kasi wala ka namang maihaharap sa kanya. Toink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;At iyon, bakit nga ba pangalan niya pa rin ang password mo?&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/5565898176521726140-8115644159550347122?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/8115644159550347122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=8115644159550347122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/8115644159550347122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/8115644159550347122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/will-i-ever-learn.html' title='Will I Ever Learn?'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-2632295798866709993</id><published>2006-12-04T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T00:50:33.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This freaking feeling for this 'new' girl, I have to think about this. I do need to recheck why I liked her. Let's just put it this way. I got her number from a friend, I thought she was someone I know from the past, but apparently she's not. And she ended up not replying any of my text messages. I'm so fucked up. Well, I admit that I used this thing to try to connect to her, but it just didn't work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It just irritates me that this feeling for her is in fact growing. I really like her but I think it's time to stop. I can't get further, it should and should just remain as 'admiration' thing. Not more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I discovered that just she's not the friend all you can person, that I thought she would be... That I thought she'd entertain people and try to mingle with them or just maybe just in text. Well, I am ashamed of her right now and everywhere I go she's there. Kalay, Math Building and that really frustrates me. Frustrated that this girl's face is so so irresistable. Its just that I dont have the face or the wrath to present myself to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just bad realizations. She's the second girl who have made me feel the way I felt before. Just lesser that I'm willing not to try to do anything before making any move. Can we be friends rather? I just want to know you better. Can we? Maybe that's what I should work out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And clear my freaking sh*t with a lot of people. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;PS to Pauline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;: Miss ya, girl! Haha. Yung SOEP! Waaaah... wala lang na miss lang kita tapos i'm pretty overwhelmed dahil nakachat din kita ulit sa wakas.. hehehee... kasi nag states pa eh... hehehe&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/5565898176521726140-2632295798866709993?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/2632295798866709993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=2632295798866709993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/2632295798866709993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/2632295798866709993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-monday.html' title='What a Monday...'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-8011941913159236330</id><published>2006-12-02T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T21:05:31.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sportsfest Fever: Find Some Gal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I was freaking placed in Word Factory. Not in Scrabble, when even the fact I was the first to sign up there. Anyways, I won the first game. I lost my Championship game in Bracket I. That means I have another game, a battle for third.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of this stuff. It's been months since I saw her. Rarely, in school days. Once or twice last semestral break. That gave me a chance to start for myself, I realized that if we are not to be, then fine, there are a lot of girls there, and I know there's someone that can be for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True it is. I have to admit the fact that I have to move on. We have not been texting for about two weeks. Just right. I have to ignore the past, and continue life. So for now, I'll go with what I call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"crushness"&lt;/span&gt;. The girls who I like, just my type. Drum rolls. I find this girl at the dormitory which has same features like her (now, that's just a co-incidence, I don't want to like this girl for being similar to her) This girl is so pretty! She likes alternative music too, and slightly punk or emo rock. Wow! This girl has some sports too. Too bad I'm not good at any sport. I have learned that she's the roommate of someone I know from the girls. Sadly, she's linked to this guy from her high school, which I know of, and a lot of girls from the dorm really like this guy. Maybe because of the attitude and silent type, mysterious type thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get back with the girl. She's just simple. Sabi nga noong friend ko, she's not pretty but she's cute. Uggh, what the F*%? This girl is oh so beautiful. Haha. Di ba Aleth? She's not taller than me, she's well smaller than me. Me likey. Haha. And she has  this 'telling eyes'. Her smile's worth a million. Her hair's just shining. Wherever at the crowd, for me she stands out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like her, I like her but I don't have her number. Ugghhh..&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/5565898176521726140-8011941913159236330?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/8011941913159236330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=8011941913159236330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/8011941913159236330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/8011941913159236330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/sportsfest-fever-find-some-gal.html' title='Sportsfest Fever: Find Some Gal'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-7923967326677162524</id><published>2006-12-02T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T20:38:16.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sportsfest Has Started</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The Sportsfest has started. And boy, it was so fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The preparations for the event is very enjoyble. Despite some inefficiencies from the Sports Committee, the people's enthusiasm and perseverance did not stop Kalay with enormous energy for the phenomenal outcome of the games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, it was scheduled that the Cheerdance competitions would be held at the Opening Ceremony. The teams are now all geared up for it, until one cheerdancer from the Dilawins got injured leading to cancelled Cheerdance competitions that day. It was replaced by an All-Star Basketball Game by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dilawin/Asuldier &lt;/span&gt;vs. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C3 Green Team/ Wads Up BA?&lt;/span&gt;. The crowd was on the edge of their seats. They were expecting that this fight would lead to the victory of the latter. They were the guys who usually practice in the court. All with their dripping dews of perspiration, they are slapped outright as the Dilawin-Asuldier combo with the lead of Felix came with a terrific play, overpowering the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the evening that we did not expect a lot of things would happen. The Mr. and Ms. Sportsfest were introduced and of course again we are cheering. The battle of the cheers are so overwhelming. There's dobolyu, eidies, UP, biey biey! for wads up ba! Ah (clap 3x) sul (clap 3x) ger ger (clap 3x) for Asuldier. Go c3, go c3! go go go, imitating uste for the C3 Green Team... Dilawin did not have that phenomenal cheer, who cares anyway haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event was done. We are so happy to see Renel, Niccolo, Abigail and Camille be stunningly great for the presentation. They're just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teams get prepared for the cheerdance competitions and of course the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asuldier &lt;/span&gt;family of cheerdancers are really trying their best to finish and polish on time until... a Sports Com representative told to each team to stop practicing, and the Cheerdance competitions was delayed to December 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the f*!? are they thinking? It's exams week that time. And all we had is our brains full of angst and the mood of the day turned really low. A lot were crying. Emotions are really getting ahead of the people. You won't see any people smiling. (well except me) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys need this. The momentum of the events would come into a halt if it would be delayed till that day. But due to the leadership of Mcdo! Woo... go Mcdo. We insisted what we want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day before November 28, that's Monday, we knew it. The Sportscom won't facilitate any Cheerdance competition on Tuesday. That's why Mcdo and others facilitated and took cover for it. The stunning Cheerdance comepetitions was held on Tuesday. Successful.  Unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an overview of the Cheerdance competitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wads Up Ba.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The team to beat. All the components of the cheerdance was used. Just that the impact of their steps did not really match up others. The excitement for it before was not seen in their dance that day. They were graceful and all, but it looked so unpolished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;C3 Green Team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; The Green Team came up with just basic steps and small "funny" stunts. It did not match up the Red Team's though. The girls were graceful enough but the guys are uber-shame. The guys just played it and did not seem to take it seriously. Overall, it was alright with all the glitches but it was fun to s&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ee them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dilawin.&lt;/span&gt;The Yellow Team surprised us all, because this team really did not show their steps until last minutes. We are very happy of the outcome. Some of their phenomenal acts were their couple thing, that's cute. The stunts were executed gracefully and clean. Dilawin's cheerdance threatened all teams. It matched Wads Up BA's perf. And it's just a surprise. That time, if Asuldier won't pull a great perf, it's Yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Asuldier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here come's Asuldier with their fatigue blue shirts. The starting part was boring. if it weren't for the cheers, it won' get noticed. Not that bad, but so simple. But all after that, it's all fine. The dancers were graceful, snappy, they executed all their moves nicely. The stunts are very promising. The girls did awesome covering up for some glitches of the boys. The phenomenal part was the double pendulum stunt, there are a lot of stunts that are good. Especially their Uh-uh part. And it was all clean and smooth. The Asuldier did not just match up all other team's perf but outlasted and outwitted all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: It is just rightful for the Asuldier to cop the win. It's plain obvious. No personal bias.&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/5565898176521726140-7923967326677162524?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/7923967326677162524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=7923967326677162524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/7923967326677162524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/7923967326677162524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/sportsfest-has-started.html' title='Sportsfest Has Started'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-8357845915600541230</id><published>2006-12-02T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T20:10:10.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigaw Releases its First Issue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Well, it has been a  rollercoaster for the Sigaw Staff for the past few months, it 's because the issue we have finished since mid September have not been posted the last week before the semestral break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;However, two weeks after we came back from the vacation. We had just satisfied ourselves. Our first issue's out. And don't look at the pictures... we're fat... we know... haha... Okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;That's it for Sigaw. Update is that we're doing some literary works hoping to come out on January possibly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Our plan is to have our second issue released on December, and the yearbook on March, I think we'd be included on the Publicity Commitee of the yearbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5565898176521726140-8357845915600541230?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/8357845915600541230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=8357845915600541230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/8357845915600541230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/8357845915600541230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/sigaw-releases-its-first-issue.html' title='Sigaw Releases its First Issue'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-7873751889875916309</id><published>2006-12-01T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T21:35:34.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pila Moments: Enrollment in UP Sucks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;When shall we have this system changed? When shall the ease of enrolling be implemented to students of UP? What is CRS for if not all subjects would be granted to you? Why should we all suffer first before suffering for another?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is we are getting tired, and impatient with all of these stressful situations. It is more than physical pain, it's psychologically and emotionally affecting people too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But enough of the complaints, after all I got enrolled. I'm shoo-in. I did not go to any assessment thing anymore. But the pre-advising is so annoying. Also the post advising part. That guy in Engineering is so annoying. Get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course I have to present my class cards first.&lt;br /&gt;Let me see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English 1, I got a 4.0 in the Finals that's why she gave me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math 17, you already know this I got 4.0, and I passeed the removals. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.0&lt;/span&gt; another.&lt;br /&gt;Geography 1, relatively easy subject. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.0&lt;/span&gt; ako diyan. Enjoy! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Kasaysayan 1, ginapang ko ang subject na ito. Imagine, nine reaction papers? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.75&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology 1, haha, akala ko 2.75 ako. Tinaasan ata. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.5&lt;/span&gt;, go Ma'am Amff..&lt;br /&gt;Scrabble.. 1.25...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ayun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, here's my schedule for the second semester..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up early for this freaky Mathematics 53 class. It's scheduled 8:30- 9:45. The professor is kinda annoying too. He gets confused with all of he's teaching, take note, the entire class knows he doesn't know what he's doing. The wrath to give a 50 point 5 itemed quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry 16 lecture class is pretty interesting. I like how the discussion is going. I can relate naman so far. Its really fun to be in this class. It's scheduled at Tuesdays and Fridays 10-11:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry 16 laboratory class is the schedule-breaker subject. I like the teacher for she tackles all the things needed to be tackled about. The discussion is fine as of now, experiments, uhmm, ayus. The down low is the problem sets. Don't get me started with this, I'll just curse over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics 71 lecture is quite funny. Haha. The teacher is so pretty. Haha. She smiles a lot on the things she's confused with. Haha. The subjects quite easy. Enjoy. The problem sets are fine. The recitation quizzes are 'curse-ive'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics 71 laboratory is the most interesting one. I just curse its slow pacing. The quizzes are bonus! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humanidades 1, another subject which I like. The discussion is alive. Something I can truly relate. It's literature plus history so it might not bother me that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.&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/5565898176521726140-7873751889875916309?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/7873751889875916309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=7873751889875916309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/7873751889875916309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/7873751889875916309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/pila-moments-enrollment-in-up-sucks.html' title='Pila Moments: Enrollment in UP Sucks!'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-1804870477741434938</id><published>2006-12-01T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T21:15:19.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sembreak: It's More Stressful Than What You Think</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That semestral break was never a break. Well, yep, for one week. I was very busy closing things up with this Math 17 thing. It was a pain in the ass. Just to pass it, you need to sacrifice all of your free times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, October 16, I was off to Olongapo knowing, confidently, I passed the Finals, nudginf me up to a chance of 3.0 or even a 2.75. The next day, the seventeenth, I received an e-mail from Ma'am Mia Rosales, my professor, and she sent me a really bad news. My grade is 4.0. On probation, that means I have to take the removal exams and get a 60% to pass the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to Manila one day before the exam, I was very disappointed. I reviewed and studied so much so that I'd pass the exam. What's more dismaying is my grade. It's just 0.63% away from the passing mark. I went to her office, I want her to check my exams. I found something on my fifth exam. That gives me 59.93%, just 0.07% out of passing. I gave her my Midterms, I am craving for even half a point. It would satisfy the grade of 60 after all. But no, she insisted that I take the removals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more chance, I had to take the exam. And it's only about ten minutes to go. After all the exhaustion, smokes and all I have inhaled, it's examination time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drum rolls. The test was over. I am uber satisfied with what and how I performed. Hello! This is crucial for me, I had a scholarship and I have to get a 2.75 and no 5.0 mark. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it, and there came a week. My professor e-mailed me. This time it's a good news. It's a relief that after all the stress and misfortunes, is a precious mark of 3.0. ...whew...&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/5565898176521726140-1804870477741434938?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/1804870477741434938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=1804870477741434938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/1804870477741434938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/1804870477741434938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/sembreak-its-more-stressful-than-what.html' title='Sembreak: It&apos;s More Stressful Than What You Think'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565898176521726140.post-4193210158693453683</id><published>2006-12-01T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T20:55:05.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semester Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last semester was a blast. It slowly swooshed away. I went back to the memory lane remembering what was it the first time I stepped UP Diliman. It was overwhelming. The urge of excitement filled my cold body then. It was thrilling to see co-freshies there, some familiar faces from my place and some things that are true blue tatak UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first walked in UP with no knowledge about it, just that I'll go here in college. I'll conquer UP, I'll pass, I'll graduate here. Now, it seems like its natural and common. There's nothing new to it. Being here for four months, well, it's kinda boring. Freaky thing is I survived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last semester was just fun, in Kalay, in my organization, UPDOSTSA. I learned a lot, not only in my subjects but all the things that composes life. The things that can't be learned inside the rooms here in UP are just plain justifications of its diversity and cultural difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP is often said as the microcosm of the country, it is true, the mix of ideas (not only ideas but great ideas) and the synergy of culture, and beliefs. I only have half a year to be a freshie. Only half a year to prove myself I can go further. Only one semester to get higher grades. Only one semester to patch things up with people I have hurt, or have hurt me. This is just the beginning. But why is the beginning the most critical point of this college life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might I just say because the possibilities in the ending starts from small beginnings. The starting point reflects how you have endured your life. It's like a race track. If you see yourself far away from the start, then you're doing well. If you see yourself still near what was you at that point, you're not improving. In the race track, we tend to get out of our lanes and leagues. We might have done some mistakes but what's important is that we're moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is cruel. Life is fun. It just depends on how we see life actually. It's all about how you perceive life. Be positive. Live life. After all, no one has come out of it alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5565898176521726140-4193210158693453683?l=emo-bui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/feeds/4193210158693453683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5565898176521726140&amp;postID=4193210158693453683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/4193210158693453683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5565898176521726140/posts/default/4193210158693453683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emo-bui.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-semester-begins.html' title='New Semester Begins'/><author><name>em0-bui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12622458243341830251</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/03/93/10003930/381802272m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
