<?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-1314688161566989430</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:03:10.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>« mAsTeR GiNpAo »</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-443513646289569716</id><published>2012-01-07T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:18:41.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taekwondo Shuffle (Synchronized Poomse)</title><content type='html'>I just encounterd one cool video via youtube. It made me miss Taekwondo days so much. I miss doing demonstrations in front of the crowd and at the same time kick everyone else. Hahaha! I also miss doing those things even though I can't tell if can still do it nowadays. Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/K1Cfy4d9-to/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K1Cfy4d9-to&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K1Cfy4d9-to&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ENJOY! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_189298703"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_189298704"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-443513646289569716?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/443513646289569716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=443513646289569716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/443513646289569716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/443513646289569716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2012/01/taekwondo-shuffle-synchronized-poomse.html' title='Taekwondo Shuffle (Synchronized Poomse)'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-771800623027944118</id><published>2011-12-31T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T06:49:19.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese Year (My Year - ender Blog)</title><content type='html'>You may be wondering why the title of my blog is like that. Well! Everything that happened this year was full of China and something like China. I have spent 1/3 of the year (collective) in China and the rest in the Philippines but was still influenced with a lil bit of China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the year by being in China. It was a fun experience because this is my first time that I'll be stepping in the mainland China. It was scary at first but it came out enjoyable towards the end. It was scary because I came there for work and we will be like representatives of the country and prove to them that we Filipinos are capable of what they are doing. It did became enjoyable because of the SNOW! yeaaahhh! My first time to experience snow in my entire life. It was also disastrous at first because China is China. We cannot understand every bit written everywhere which makes it hard to cope during the first day. When we got used to the place, it became a lot easier. Also, some of our coworkers helped us decipher everything. When we don't know something, we asked them the next day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came back from China, I just realized a few things. We somehow look like Chinese! Hahaha! May be that's also a factor on how they choose people to be part of their team. Hahaha! One of my passions have also been exercised when we came back. I was able to taught something we have learned from China. I also shared some of the experiences we've had their. Aside from working hand in hand with the China people, I also studied their culture in the sideline to know why they behave differently. I found out that their culture is very far from the culture I got used to. In my point of view, it is indeed a requirement to understand different cultures in order for you to adapt quickly with different cultures. Being diverse is a requirement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had this weird dream that I will be going back to China again, it really came true. It was not that fun to be exact. Yes, it was fun at some point but most of the time it is not. It's not fun due to the fact that I was shown that working there is VERY STRESSFUL! Somebody is playing the Blame Game to save their own asses and look good to everyone. One notable thing that happened back then was the experience I had in Shanghai. I LOVE SHANGHAI! When I'm there, I forget every stress that I encounter during the weekday and turn into excitement. Some of the things I cannot forget there are:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;1. &amp;nbsp;I was able to dance and learn how Chinese do hiphop and jazz funk. Aside from that, I tried to do contemporary dance there! It was disastrous and funny at the same time. Hahaha! The teacher thought that I was Chinese and talks to me in Mandarin. Lol! But in the end, he commended me for being able to catch up with what he taught at least (he talked to me in English when the class ended). He was shocked that I have no backgrounds at all with the contemporary dance but I was able to catch some of the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"MUSIC REALLY HAS NO BORDERS. THE LANGUAGE OF MUSIC IS UNIVERSAL."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 2. &amp;nbsp;I found a big Hershey's chocolate! It is much bigger than the computer keyboard. If only I know how to bring it home I bought it already. Hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 3. &amp;nbsp;I lost my first Blackberry (actually second if you consider my BB on my previous company) on my way home to Hangzhou. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To really make it a Happy Chinese Year, I make sure to go to Hongkong before ending the year. It was really fun! I enjoyed it so much! Finally! I have a picture with Mickey Mouse! Plus I got a chance to have a picture with Tinkerbell too! Yeeeaaahhhh! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aside from being Chinese during the year 2011, my life is full of DANCE. My passion with dance grew bigger this year. A lot of international choreographers came to our country and it was really great. You may see all of those workshops I have attended in my previous blogs. Here's the list of the choreographers that came to our country:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 1. &amp;nbsp;Dumbo (founder of Poreotics)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 2. &amp;nbsp;Gigi Torres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 3. &amp;nbsp;Paul Ross&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 4. &amp;nbsp;April Rodriguez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 5. &amp;nbsp;Ailyn Isidro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 6. &amp;nbsp;Darren Drake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 7. &amp;nbsp;Marc Anthony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 8. &amp;nbsp;Brian Puspos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was unable to watch some concerts but every class I have attended are very worth it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I end my blog by thanking HIM for all the blessings that He gave me on the year 2011. I'm really thankful for all the opportunities that opened for me. He also didn't fail me everyday. When I feel troubled, He never fails to comfort me even for a very small way. Thank you Lord! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1314688161566989430-771800623027944118?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/771800623027944118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=771800623027944118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/771800623027944118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/771800623027944118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-chinese-year-my-year-ender-blog.html' title='Happy Chinese Year (My Year - ender Blog)'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4738244845878476657</id><published>2011-12-27T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T01:21:52.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soulplex Worskhops (feat. Brian Puspos, Ailyn Isidro, Darren Drake, Mark Anthony)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This is what I'm waiting for! From the very start of ABDC 2, I am a fan of SoReal Cru because I really liked how they dance. Two of their members came into our country to teach for two days. It was my first time to attend four dance classes with only 5-15 minutes break interval between each classes. It was tiring but it's worth it. Here's one video of the dance that Brian Puspos taught during the two day workshop. Unfortunately I cannot upload other videos since they've requested all attendees not to post it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/gEOeoDE6zl0/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEOeoDE6zl0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gEOeoDE6zl0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one big opportunity! A moment that I will treasure forever. Brian Puspos was so cool! Also, I was able to hangout with him in a bar. Definitely a very very rare occasion. &amp;nbsp;One thing I can't forget about his class was when I was chosen among the rest of the attendees to perform his piece again but I messed it big time! Damn! I got too excited and nervous at the same time which caused me to black out. Boo! Anyway, there's always a next time. Yeeeaaahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One great news that they told everybody is that they will be coming back again in the Philippines in 2012. I will not miss this for sure! I also hope that I'm in the country that time. hahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-4738244845878476657?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4738244845878476657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4738244845878476657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4738244845878476657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4738244845878476657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2011/12/soulplex-worskhops-feat-brian-puspos.html' title='Soulplex Worskhops (feat. Brian Puspos, Ailyn Isidro, Darren Drake, Mark Anthony)'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8166245475979578369</id><published>2011-12-24T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T04:19:24.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Rodriguez Workshops</title><content type='html'>Seriously, there are a lot of international choreographers coming in our country! I really liked it because they're starting to see and appreciate the dancing talent of our country. Not only that! They also liked it here in our country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April Rodriguez was born here in the Philippines but grew up in the United States. I didn't knew about her until I saw a post about her. She's amazing and so INSPIRING! I really wanted myself to do some crazy choreography on my own (yeaaah! I'm choreographing for some parties but it was basics and I do recycle some steps I learned from my previous workshops I attended) and she taught each one of us how to make one. Now I'm trying but I tend to forget it the next day. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also blog a lot. Her blog is amazing too! You'll also be inspired I PROMISE! Here's her blog:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://aprilrodriguez.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://aprilrodriguez.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/VDDmaiMu8Jw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VDDmaiMu8Jw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VDDmaiMu8Jw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/7Q-knider-s/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Q-knider-s&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7Q-knider-s&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second video, I had an EPIC experience that day! I didn't expect we were two Ginos there and they're cheering on the other Gino not me (of course they know that Gino and not me. hahaha!). But I'm bothered about it and felt conscious about it because my mind processes that it was me! hahaha! Yeeaaahh! Sometimes I tend to be conscious if somebody is cheering on me. hahaha! One of the feelings I definitely need to get rid off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-8166245475979578369?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8166245475979578369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8166245475979578369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8166245475979578369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8166245475979578369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2011/12/april-rodriguez-workshops.html' title='April Rodriguez Workshops'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-1553599218598708737</id><published>2011-12-24T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T04:03:01.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumbo (Poreotics) Workshops</title><content type='html'>Dumbo is the founder of the Poreotics. One of the winners of the prestigious dance competition being shown on TV (America's Best Dance Crew). I was able to attend a total of 3 classes of him. Lucky me! yeeaaahhh! Dumbo first came to the country for the Justin Bieber concert and came back again just to teach! Out of the 3 classes I have attended, I managed to kill 2 of his pieces! \m/ It was challenging because it was totally out of my league but I'm practicing it now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His first session:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/VaYgStmx3qE/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VaYgStmx3qE?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VaYgStmx3qE?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/NyweNeqQgaU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NyweNeqQgaU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NyweNeqQgaU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His second session:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/bpnD4mrvGxU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bpnD4mrvGxU?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bpnD4mrvGxU?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/c40lW8VKIok/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c40lW8VKIok?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c40lW8VKIok?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I really liked the second time he taught here in the country. He's full of energy compared to the first one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-1553599218598708737?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/1553599218598708737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=1553599218598708737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/1553599218598708737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/1553599218598708737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2011/12/dumbo-poreotics-workshops.html' title='Dumbo (Poreotics) Workshops'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8839375549555341591</id><published>2011-11-05T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T15:01:25.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Ross (Do It Choreography)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/Mu0YYgu_5vw/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mu0YYgu_5vw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mu0YYgu_5vw&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I attended many classes of his. At first, I just enrolled in three classes but when I failed to catch his one choreography, I make sure that I go to his classes over and over until I nail at least half of his choreographies. hahaha! Well! I still failed. Hahaha! Maybe mind setting is also needed and add stress which makes it hard to get all his super speedy steps.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;P.S.: I'M HERE BUT YOU'LL &amp;nbsp;HARDLY SEE ME! HAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-8839375549555341591?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8839375549555341591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8839375549555341591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8839375549555341591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8839375549555341591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2011/11/paul-ross-do-it-choreography.html' title='Paul Ross (Do It Choreography)'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8535671783674396933</id><published>2011-11-03T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:56:33.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzz KOREA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ibuzzkorea.com/eng/interactive/annyeong.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I BUZZ KOREA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out that link! Because of that link, I desperately wanna go to Korea again. It made me reminisce the days when I were there and compete in a Taekwondo competition. It was way way different from the Korea that I saw from last time. Well, I was still in High School when I went there. hahahaha! The Korea NOW is COOLER! I should plan to have a trip here next year! I should not miss it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2PM and Miss A are the cast on that link. They will make you feel you belong to them. You can be attached to the story made on that link seriously! :) I also find Suzy of Miss A now cute! (I didn't appreciated her cuteness in Dream High but now I very very appreciate it.) I also tried the two options for the last day and I think my Idol Wooyoung is a much better tour guide than Min (No BIAS made! :D)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-8535671783674396933?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8535671783674396933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8535671783674396933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8535671783674396933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8535671783674396933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2011/11/buzz-korea.html' title='Buzz KOREA'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-1100058533300419482</id><published>2011-11-03T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T09:23:05.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gigi Torres Master's Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/l0R-Tqmdndo/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0R-Tqmdndo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l0R-Tqmdndo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm part of Group 4!!! Yeeaaahhh!!! Attending dance classes of famous International Choreographers is one of the main hobbies that I usually do. I want to challenge myself with their styles! :D Gonna post more videos. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-1100058533300419482?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/1100058533300419482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=1100058533300419482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/1100058533300419482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/1100058533300419482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2011/11/gigi-torres-masters-class.html' title='Gigi Torres Master&apos;s Class'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4014908851483827086</id><published>2011-08-14T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T00:15:41.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in China</title><content type='html'>It all started with a bad impression but in the end wheels turned the other way around. Work is primary purpose of our travel when we went to Hangzhou, China but of course going out and exploring the wonderful country is also done during the weekends. I must say that our team really did a great job. We are just like athletes who represent the country in their own events. Through our small works, our company is starting to be proud of the capabilities of us Filipinos through our deeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to work, I'm the person who always searching for somebody to look into. In that way, I'm setting a goal that I should be like him. Nobody knows that I'm doing such things. Also, the person that I look into don't know this either. &amp;nbsp;The Chinese people that I look into were my former boss whose name is Wang Xian (Rick) and Shui XueFei (Steven). I'm always amazed with how they worked and contributes to our work that's why I chose to be like them. During our stay, I always stay to that goal and I must say it paid off though there are still a lot of things to learn to be almost like them. I'm just starting and lots of milestones needs to be achieved yet. &amp;nbsp;Not only their good at work but also they are good looking just like me! hahaha! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like adventures! When no one wants to go out and roam around Hangzhou or Shanghai, China, I still go out. Map is my friend. Without a map I don't know where to go. I lost my Blackberry in one of my adventures in China (damn taxi driver!) but it's OK. Let his conscience kill him. I also tried to follow one Chinese and it lead me somewhere I don't know. It's a scary place! Luckily, I managed to go out. Poker face really paid off! What makes this adventure fun is that lots of them don't know how to speak English! So, you can't rely on others that well in order for you to know which way to go. China is much hotter than Philippines during summer! It made my skin get darker! X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope we will still go back to that land. I didn't expect it to be fun. I miss being there. I can talk our own language without them knowing that I'm talking about them. That's what makes it cool! hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-4014908851483827086?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4014908851483827086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4014908851483827086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4014908851483827086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4014908851483827086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2011/08/adventures-in-china.html' title='Adventures in China'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-1022720488134824704</id><published>2011-03-31T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T09:28:04.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Lessons In Life</title><content type='html'>1. Learn how to handle the winters they come right after fall with regularity. Some are long, some are short, some are difficult, some are easy but they always come right after fall.&lt;br /&gt;2. Learn to Take advantage of the spring. Spring is called opportunity and uniquely enough spring follows winter.&lt;br /&gt;3. Learn to nourish and protect your crops on summer. Sure enough as soon as you've planted the busy bugs and the noxious weeds are out to take it.. They will take it unless you prevent it&lt;br /&gt;4. Learn how to reap in the fall w/o complaint. Take full responsibility for what happens to you, it is one of the highest form of human maturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four items that inspired me just now! I hope the reader of this post will also be inspired! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-1022720488134824704?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/1022720488134824704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=1022720488134824704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/1022720488134824704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/1022720488134824704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2011/03/4-lessons-in-life.html' title='4 Lessons In Life'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8820739425593541701</id><published>2011-01-03T19:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T19:20:33.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Pretender (My Year-ender blog)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Year 2010 has already passed and I consider myself this year as "The Great Pretender". I have been a great pretender all throughout the year in many aspects of my life and I just realized it last December 11, 2010. hahaha! Despite being the great pretender, this year is really fun and enjoyable. Whenever I feel so down, I always think about the small things that comes in my life which makes me turn the down thing to an up thing. Being able to wake up in the morning is something you should be thankful. Possessing talents you've discovered during your journey in your life is another thing. We should all make our life fun and enjoyable because of such small things (but for me this is already a BIG thing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;My year 2010 didn't start so well just as what my "Deja Vu" predicted. Lots of stress both family and work which makes it so hard for me to smile every morning. But I still find ways to smile once I wake up because everyday should start right even if you think about what will happen in the current day. "Dang! Just live in the present and don't dwell ahead of time!" These words keeps me from smiling whenever I wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;It's a very common tradition for me to check out my luck every start of the year through zodiac signs. This would uplift my expectations in the year and might as well set goals. In the past year, the zodiacs told me that I'll be lucky. Indeed! It's really right! I will show you how lucky I am and being the great pretender too! hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Here it is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; list-style-type: square; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Despite of all the stresses I had in the start of the year, I had a neutralizing factor and my outlet to release every stress I had. This is the acting workshop. I was also invited to participate in the Star Magic Fun Run which only a few would be given the privilege to join in that prestigious event (woaah! really? hahaha!) I also gained new friends and they get to know me since you need to be open with your co-actors/ co-workshoppers with what you really feel so that you could have a good chemistry with one another (of course it will be seen in the camera too!).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;The day of my birthday came. I pretended to be happy but then I'm not. So many things ran into my mind that time and it can't be helped. Of course! Nobody knew about me being sad because I'm a great pretender. I was sad cause of so many things. It's my first time to celebrate a birthday which was welcomed by stress at work (taking a leave on my special day was so freakin' hard to get!). My leave was granted but then almost everybody is not available on that day. It resorted to celebrating my birthday with another person with visitors whom I don't know and so many other things which also includes only having leche flan in substitute for a cake. boo! hahaha! so where's the lucky part? well! I've seen Maja Salvador passed just right infront of me! hahaha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Summer came! I attended so many workshops to enhance my talent and also serve as my outlet for all the stress. Acting workshop was done and we had our culminating activity. This is really a blessing in disguise because we had a chance to act with Ms. Meryll Soriano. really cool but super scary! hahaha! I even encountered one teacher in one of my workshops whom I really hated! super! why? EPAL! hahaha! enough said! :)) "I love being on stage and performing!" Such words keep me motivated to go through this EPAL! hahaha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;BORA MODE! hahaha! no need for further details coz for sure it was FUN! hahaha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;now my SUPER DUPER DOWN MODE! This happened during June, 2010! Experienced the baddest stress in work and I really bursted like a volcano erupting so violently. Just imagine me holding back the tears from falling down while walking inside SM MOA. I even rode a cab with no hesitation (I only have a lil' money left in my pocket/wallet that time) and then I cried so loud when I got home. My mom and dad scolded me for crying because there's a rule at home that we're not allowed to cry since we're now all grown up. Also, they were so furious because I'm crying coz of work. Luckily, they understood me and allowed me to resign. FINALLY! It's a blessing even if I'm so freakin' sad! Also, I get a chance to dance all day! Party all night! whatever happy things happened after then. I also get to practice other talents as well. One other thing also made me so down and I won't say it. hahaha! :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Other frustrations came even if I'm so happy about being free. It includes major decisions I need to make ( professional career VS what I really want). Also, I missed a big opportunity for me due to one very lame reason! I failed to wake up! Turning the tables around, I got a chance to serve in DWTL! A great experience and it's a GOOD STRESS! super! It's like for the first time in my life I enjoyed working even if I feel so dead tired.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Here comes December! I accepted an offer and I prayed for something good. It really came! I have great colleagues here. This is the point where I also realized I'm a great pretender because of Kuya Pat! hahaha! :)) ALAM NA! :)) I also realized that He was so great that all of my buddies I had in Days does have a connection to me like knowing my tito who died just last year or knowing a great friend of mine. so cool! hahaha! :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Now time to end my blog! I still need to study! hahaha! one thing I learned: I have a pretending heart and that make me so freakin' bad! hahaha! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-8820739425593541701?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8820739425593541701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8820739425593541701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8820739425593541701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8820739425593541701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2011/01/great-pretender-my-year-ender-blog.html' title='The Great Pretender (My Year-ender blog)'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-7905330647758079031</id><published>2010-12-27T09:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T09:19:23.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Kind of Perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;A song from the latest album of David Archuleta. (most people tells me I look like him! :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;I can relate to the song and it stings me deep inside! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;I was thinking about ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;I drew a little picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;But some things you can't put on paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Like ya like shooting stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Or write songs on guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Got more things to do than stare at a mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;And I know, I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;She's gotta be out there, out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;I know, I know, she's gotta be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Maybe I just let you walk by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;What can I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Maybe i've known you all my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Is she the one, is it today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Will I turn the corner, see my future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;In a beautiful face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;She's anything but typical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;A sweet surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;No matter what she's looking at the bright side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;It's gonna be worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;Cos that's what love is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;I'll keep searching for my kind of perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;And I know, I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;She's gotta be out there, out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #656565; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 23px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-7905330647758079031?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/7905330647758079031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=7905330647758079031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7905330647758079031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7905330647758079031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-kind-of-perfect.html' title='My Kind of Perfect'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-3551611204920421322</id><published>2010-12-23T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T08:15:23.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Gifts For Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/TRN1heaZskI/AAAAAAAAAF8/i11qPIvue-k/s1600/christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/TRN1heaZskI/AAAAAAAAAF8/i11qPIvue-k/s320/christmas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-3551611204920421322?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/3551611204920421322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=3551611204920421322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/3551611204920421322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/3551611204920421322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2010/12/nice-gifts-for-christmas.html' title='Nice Gifts For Christmas!'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/TRN1heaZskI/AAAAAAAAAF8/i11qPIvue-k/s72-c/christmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-5161279904242576025</id><published>2010-12-19T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T19:54:32.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired But Not Feeling Tired (Thank You 80!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you ever had this kind of feeling wherein you're tired but then seeing so many persons become happy because of what you did makes you not feel tired? I had this kind of feeling! Being in service with Him by being a staffer for three consecutive UST DWTL batches makes me so fulfilled with the work I've done. I've become a tool of showing God's love to others. I'm so proud in saying it because of the smile painted in each of the candidates, now certified Dazers, faces right after their life changing weekend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being a staffer made me feel like a real human and it did changed a lot in me! Seriously! I can't even believe myself I'm doing such things but I'm doing it all for Him. So many examples to give but I won't share it so that you'll be curious with what's happening inside the Days With The Lord. I'm sure everything in you will change once you join the community.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I would really like to thank the latest batch of UST DWTL (batch 80) for allowing me to serve the batch. At first I was having lots of doubts in accepting the offer of becoming a staff. God has so many ways in convincing me to say yes to the offer and poof! I did say YES! I'm finding reasons why He would want me to say yes to this batch and guess what? I found the reason why. Again, I won't say it just to let your curiosity work. I'm super amazed with the reason I found out. Lots of ups and downs happened in this batch yet all of the staff this batch made so many impossible things possible. Everyone seems so creative in thinking of ways to make things. Thank you so much! Thank you for making me a cry baby! hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now my favorite line:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"I'll come back to you and let each tear I cry wash away my fears I have inside! Just like my Days With You oh Lord!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-5161279904242576025?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/5161279904242576025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=5161279904242576025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/5161279904242576025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/5161279904242576025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2010/12/tired-but-not-feeling-tired-thank-you.html' title='Tired But Not Feeling Tired (Thank You 80!)'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-3916717016810758747</id><published>2010-12-04T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T21:16:32.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Number during EECE Night 2010</title><content type='html'>LINK ---&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Um80eqrCFfo"&gt;Performance at EECE Night 2010&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;--- LINK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were invited to dance in this event and we said YES without hesitation. We encountered so many problems in creating this piece. We've practiced for only a short span of time and we were only complete for two practices. We were a bit shocked when we were told that we only have 5 minutes to get familiar with the stage. Sorry if you can see a lot of flaws but I'm still proud of our piece! yeeeaaahh! it was hella fun! I missed performing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We named ourselves The Supremacies for this night!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-3916717016810758747?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/3916717016810758747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=3916717016810758747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/3916717016810758747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/3916717016810758747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2010/12/dance-number-during-eece-night-2010.html' title='Dance Number during EECE Night 2010'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-852794207258802355</id><published>2010-12-04T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T10:00:00.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bum's Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Most people find being bum as boring but for me it isn't. Before going deeper with the life I had when I'm a bum, I accidentally thought of finding the true meaning of bum. According to www.dictionary.com, it says that bum is &lt;span class="labset"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;enthusiast&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;specific&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;sport&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword"&gt;recreational&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;activity,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;esp.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;gives&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;priority&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;work,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;life,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;etc. It did actually fit with the life I had being bum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;Dancing is my passion! I considered dancing and music as my best friend. No one can ever take that fact away from me. I loved my days of being bum because all I'm doing is taking dance classes. To take a peek on how I dance here's a sample video: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=98FRacAhO8k"&gt;G Style w/ Gerald Manangan (Love Me Right)&lt;/a&gt;. I also did breakdancing! ohh yeeaah! I never imagined myself to attend breakdancing classes but since I was born to be curious and adventurous, I attended every session. Aside from learning different dances, I also learned so many lifelong learnings through these classes. Examples of what I learned: "Be teachable! Be open-minded!", "Dance has three dimensions: SONIC, DEFINITION, GROOVE. If you don't understand these words that means you're not dancing." (I might post another blog defining these three words and I hope it might inspire you too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;You should be thankful to Him with whatever you have right now. At some point you should give something back in return to thank Him for all the blessings you've been receiving. Being bum for four months made me an instrument of love and change lives of other people. I was able to serve Him through Days with the Lord. I'm also thankful that I was invited to become a staffer not only once bu twice. I hesitated to accept the invitation at first but He always do things that surprises me and make me say YES to the invitation. I'm doing all of these because my Days experience had a big impact in my life and I want to return the overflowing love I received to others. If you're super curious about it COME AND SEE DAYS WITH THE LORD. You'll never regret it! promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;Since I hate being bored I'm finding several ways just to keep me busy. I get to attend so many VTRs, auditions, go-sees. Plus! I also helped so much in the Star Magic Workshops office. It was fun! I learned so many things with these doings. I should have a commercial right now but then it was really not meant to me because on the day of the commercial shoot, I failed to woke up! yeeaah! so disappointing but I need to accept it. I get to meet different kinds of people by helping in the Star Magic Workshops office. My communication skills was challenged to the fullest especially when there are people who would cry infront of you or even plead to the nth level just to have a slot in the workshop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;I also had an experience to teach Taekwondo in my bum's life! Since my big brother is not available because of his studies, I'm his substitute! yeeaaah! I almost surrendered teaching kids because they're f*cking crazy as hell! They even called me Mr. Punisher because all I'm doing is to punish them every single wrong doing. I'm just showing my strict side and Taekwondo is all about discipline. what's the point of learning the martial art if you don't have DISCIPLINE in your body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;Dreams do actually come true! I can prove that! I also said to myself that God is really great. He gives me what I'm actually dreaming. I get to have celebrity friends. I was able to watch a theater play starred by Japanese actors. The title of the play was 5 Days of March. I got amazed with everything in that play! It's my first time to see that kind of play and it was awesome! Body movements is the focus of the play. Plus! it's like you're a part of the play by having actors talking to you. I also attended a very intense and extensive Dance workshop with Lenny Len! An international known choreographer! I was so happy that time at the same time shocked because the way he teaches a dance routine is like a car running 100 miles per hour! I just got lucky to follow with his steps that time. hahaha! I think I already forgot the steps we had! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;Life without party is boring! I even manage to attend so many parties, nothingness, bar gigs and everything despite having a problem with money. This where the quote: "If there's a will, there's a way!" hahaha! Probably you're thinking I would borrow money from others. You're dead wrong! hahaha! I get to bond with my barkada and friends on a weekday! hahaha! I also had the feeling of being free cause I had a work that almost took freedom away from me by making me work 7 days a week and yet it's not enough for them. boo! anyway past is past! Party like it's the end of the world! yeeeaaahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword"&gt;&lt;span id="hotword" name="hotword" style="background-color: transparent; cursor: default;"&gt;Money problem makes a bum's life boring. When you think about losing money and trying to deprive yourself with something, it will surely make you feel bored. Why not try to explore yourself more while being bum? Get to know your true interest in life and make it grow. Bond with the people you loved the most while you have so many time. Always think positive and always move forward. Never enclose yourself from the past. Past is there to make you learn and make your present much better than it. Explore! Life is all about exploration! By exploring different kinds of things, you get to know yourself more. These are the things I did which makes my BUM'S LIFE a really worth memories!&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/1314688161566989430-852794207258802355?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/852794207258802355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=852794207258802355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/852794207258802355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/852794207258802355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2010/12/bums-life.html' title='A Bum&apos;s Life'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4026992504734558275</id><published>2010-08-06T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T07:04:06.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ENFP Personality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I bumped into this personality test in my Twitter account (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;a class="tweet-url web" href="http://www.intelligentelite.com/i/nc9eru/" rel="nofollow" style="color: #033b94; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;http://www.intelligentelite.com/i/nc9eru/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and it really fits me well. All I did was answer the questions based on what I like or what I feel the most appropriate to my personality. At the end of this test, it told me that my personality is ENFP personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The test summarized its description with this: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Extroversion, Intuition, Feeling, Perceiving. This personality profile is commonly called: “The Inspirer”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;" Since I'm so curious about every test I'm taking, I researched more about this ENFP personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Here's what I found out (via:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/ENFP_car.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;http://www.personalitypage.com/ENFP_car.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/ENFP.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;http://www.personalitypage.com/ENFP.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFPs are warm, enthusiastic people, typically very bright and full of potential. They live in the world of possibilities, and can become very passionate and excited about things. Their enthusiasm lends them the ability to inspire and motivate others, more so than we see in other types. They can talk their way in or out of anything. They love life, seeing it as a special gift, and strive to make the most out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ENFPs have an unusually broad range of skills and talents. They are good at most things which interest them. Project-oriented, they may go through several different careers during their lifetime. To onlookers, the ENFP may seem directionless and without purpose, but ENFPs are actually quite consistent, in that they have a strong sense of values which they live with throughout their lives. Everything that they do must be in line with their values. An ENFP needs to feel that they are living their lives as their true Self, walking in step with what they believe is right. They see meaning in everything, and are on a continuous quest to adapt their lives and values to achieve inner peace. They're constantly aware and somewhat fearful of losing touch with themselves. Since emotional excitement is usually an important part of the ENFP's life, and because they are focused on keeping "centered", the ENFP is usually an intense individual, with highly evolved values.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Most ENFPs have great people skills. They are genuinely warm and interested in people, and place great importance on their inter-personal relationships. ENFPs almost always have a strong need to be liked. Sometimes, especially at a younger age, an ENFP will tend to be "gushy" and insincere, and generally "overdo" in an effort to win acceptance. However, once an ENFP has learned to balance their need to be true to themselves with their need for acceptance, they excel at bringing out the best in others, and are typically well-liked. They have an exceptional ability to intuitively understand a person after a very short period of time, and use their intuition and flexibility to relate to others on their own level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ENFPs are basically happy people. They may become unhappy when they are confined to strict schedules or mundane tasks. Consequently, ENFPs work best in situations where they have a lot of flexibility, and where they can work with people and ideas. Many go into business for themselves. They have the ability to be quite productive with little supervision, as long as they are excited about what they're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Because they are so alert and sensitive, constantly scanning their environments, ENFPs often suffer from muscle tension. They have a strong need to be independent, and resist being controlled or labelled. They need to maintain control over themselves, but they do not believe in controlling others. Their dislike of dependence and suppression extends to others as well as to themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;ENFPs are charming, ingenuous, risk-taking, sensitive, people-oriented individuals with capabilities ranging across a broad spectrum. They have many gifts which they will use to fulfill themselves and those near them, if they are able to remain centered and master the ability of following through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENFPs generally have the following traits:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Project-oriented&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Bright and capable&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Warmly, genuinely interested in people; great people skills&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Extremely intuitive and perceptive about people&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Able to relate to people on their own level&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Service-oriented; likely to put the needs of others above their own&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Future-oriented&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Dislike performing routine tasks&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Need approval and appreciation from others&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Cooperative and friendly&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Creative and energetic&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Well-developed verbal and written communication skills&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Natural leaders, but do not like to control people&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Resist being controlled by others&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- &amp;nbsp;Can work logically and rationally - use their intuition to understand the goal and work backwards&amp;nbsp;towards it&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Usually able to grasp difficult concepts and theories&lt;br /&gt;ENFPs are lucky in that they're good a quite a lot of different things. An ENFP can generally achieve a good degree of success at anything which has interested them. However, ENFPs get bored rather easily and are not naturally good at following things through to completion. Accordingly, they should avoid jobs which require performing a lot of detailed, routine-oriented tasks. They will do best in professions which allow them to creatively generate new ideas and deal closely with people. They will not be happy in positions which are confining and regimented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; The following list of professions is built on our impressions of careers which would be especially suitable for an ENFP. It is meant to be a starting place, rather than an exhaustive list. There are no guarantees that any or all of the careers listed here would be appropriate for you, or that your best career match is among those listed.&lt;br /&gt;Possible Career Paths for the ENFP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Consultant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Psychologist&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Entrepreneur&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Actor&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Counselor&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Politician / Diplomat&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Writer / Journalist&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Television Reporter&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Computer Programmer, Systems Analyst, or Computer Specialist&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Scientist&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - &amp;nbsp;Engineer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Upon reading several articles about it (including those that I haven't pasted), I really think this is the real me! Every bit of information posted was indeed me. No more no less! This is why I liked this personality test. Go try it and I hope it would really fit you too. Of course answer the test based on what you really want/feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;P.S.: I was shocked upon seeing the possible job careers for ENFP people cause I think I'm on the right track. hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-4026992504734558275?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4026992504734558275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4026992504734558275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4026992504734558275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4026992504734558275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2010/08/enfp-personality.html' title='ENFP Personality'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-2726543592040944849</id><published>2010-06-23T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:23:51.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAJOR FAIL DAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm gonna blog this without even having any outline cause I definitely felt a SUPER MEGA MAJOR FAIL happenings yesterday! Take note it's HAPPENINGS which mean a lot of things happened to me in just one day! hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First things first! I left work at exactly 12AM and I can't sleep. I need to wake up 6AM cause of this SUPPOSED TO BE my make or break thingy! I slept at 3AM because of the excitement that I just can't hide to myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To make this short cause it's freakin' late already! I really thought that I'm gonna be in an audition to be the next celebrity of a certain company but I was wrong the whole time! When I arrived at the audition venue I was shocked seeing people who doesn't even have any charismatic aura. Plus, they are all doing weird stuffs and I even uttered to myself that I'm like in a circus right now. Somebody sings Defying Gravity in a very weird voice. Somebody's doing a fire dance. Somebody's even practicing his unicycle skills while juggling. I was like stunned for several minutes upon seeing those kind of people. I only told myself: "Are they really desperate to be an artist and will do something unique just to be recognized and be known?" In the end, I'm in the wrong audition! It's not an audition for the next artist in the making of that company but instead it's an audition for mascot/performer in a prestigious location at Singapore (Sentosa). sheesh! If only you know what I truly feel that time! hahaha! A mixture of happiness and dismay cause I'm expecting something that didn't came in my face. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I'm already there, I decided that I'm gonna pursue the audition and let's give it a try. Here's comes another MAJOR FAIL! When I called the company, they told me to prepare a 3 minute dance routine! Okay! I created my dance routine perfectly! I decided not to go all out in the first parts and increase the energy of my dance routine until the end. Guess what? The audition proper only requires you to perform 4 8 counts! Upon hearing this, I was shocked cause this was not the information I got and I don't have enough time to change my created routine cause I polished it already! I got no choice but to revise it without any hesitation and tried to place a choreography that will be suited on the first four 8 counts of the song. Anyway, just to let you know I created a jazz funk and jazz hiphop combined routine but all of a sudden it became a CONTEMPORARY JAZZ! It's like SHIT! It was a big challenge for me cause I haven't done that kind of dance for a long long time already! sheesh! hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All things happened to me was indeed FAIL but I've gained a lot with this experience. I know I should be ashamed of what happened to me but I must say I should be proud with what I have done. Knowing such changes in such a short time and changing everything all of a sudden was a big hindrance and most would back out with this kind of sudden change of rules. At least I have tried and took the risk even if I know this is not what I really wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-2726543592040944849?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/2726543592040944849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=2726543592040944849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2726543592040944849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2726543592040944849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2010/06/major-fail-day.html' title='MAJOR FAIL DAY!'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-7679656334745820773</id><published>2010-05-25T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T07:29:33.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man of Signs</title><content type='html'>My blog yesterday was a bit emotional that's why I'm creating another blog to shift it to the other end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When we ask for a sign to God, we often wish for a burning bush or a face of God in the clouds or a chariot of flames crossing the street – we often wish for something grand... something undeniable that it overwhelms us that we cannot deny that it is indeed the sign. Something heaven delivered just for you. Something god-sent." --&amp;gt; from Lolo Karl's blog. ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another quote that punched me to make this blog and quite relevant to what's goin' on right now to me. hahaha!&amp;nbsp;I've been constantly asking God to give me signs whenever I will be making decisions that may have an effect in my life. Surely He never fails to give me one just like what is stated in the quote above. Indeed one should ask for a sign that is something extraordinary to make it a real sign that God gave you. Thankfully, he never fails me. There a lots of signs He gave me already. There are signs that speaks up to me not to get sad and bring back the happy mood in me. There are other signs which would make me choose a certain path instead of the other.&lt;br /&gt;There's this one sign that made me have mixed emotions. Such sign I'm asking would affect the one normal routine of my life right now: GOING TO WORK. Most of my friends especially my bestest friends already knew how I truly hate what's goin' on at work. I asked Him 5 signs just to make sure that it would be fine to &amp;nbsp;give this up or not. After I asked for this, 4 signs suddenly showed up week after week. I immediately prayed and told Him that it was a bit fast and I'm a bit shocked with what's goin' on. And so the fifth and last sign almost came but then it was halted for some unknown reason. "I don't know if I'll be thanking you or not for not making the fifth sign possible right now cause I really don't know what would I truly feel about it" is the line that I said to Him when the fifth sign didn't came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottomline of all these stuffs: It seems that I still don't have any lovelifes again because I'm asking for a sign if she's the right one or not and yet I haven't seen it. hahahaha! plus add the fact that I still have other matters in my mind which makes me not think about it for now. Anyway, if its true love then it would just come your way any time and any where just like what Shrek Forever After's message is pertaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-7679656334745820773?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/7679656334745820773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=7679656334745820773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7679656334745820773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7679656334745820773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2010/05/man-of-signs.html' title='Man of Signs'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-2521129913522393835</id><published>2010-05-24T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T08:22:01.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Downing Words</title><content type='html'>"Ang sakit sakit pala lalo na kapag nanggaling sa inyo ang mga salitang iyan."&amp;nbsp;An excerpt from the latest Teleserye in Kapamilya "Rosalka" which definitely struck me in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's a bit tiring already to make yourself worthy in their eye. Proving yourself to be good but then it would turn out as a failure. &amp;nbsp;Indeed we must learn with these failure to be able to succeed but what if these failures just keeps on coming that it already dug your grave? Maybe this is how money truly affects the attitude of every person here on earth. It's just so hard to accept that proving your worth nowadays should always be seen PHYSICALLY. I just don't understand that having a car would mean that I can already stand on my own. They didn't even consider how I did grow as a man and learn life from the path I'm taking right now. "If only you know what's really going on!" is all I can say anytime and uttered just deep inside me. How would they see my improvement in different crafts if they don't even want to come or see it? It's also tiring to invite somebody who would only answer: "What can we get there if we're gonna watch that? Can we earn something from it?" They just see everything I do as worthless pieces and yet for me I consider it a treasure. I do feel like a beggar right now treasuring the bits of left overs that can be seen on the street, coins that is earned in every passers by yet other people see it as a trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also hard to keep everything within me. The persons I thought can help me turned to be another burden. Instead of using motivations to gain self-esteem again, downing words are being received from them. They would label you rebellious in what you're doing yet they don't even know what I'm truly seeking. Being too judgmental makes it even worse. If only I can say to them: "I'm looking for somebody who could really help me with the things I'm going through and I don't think that is a rebellious act. I'm seeking true happiness which you fail to give me. Physical things can't be considered as true happiness. They are just part of it!" A single statement is what I truly seek which I still don't hear from you and running the pessimistic blood you've made me obtain makes me think that I will not hear it forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-2521129913522393835?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/2521129913522393835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=2521129913522393835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2521129913522393835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2521129913522393835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2010/05/downing-words.html' title='Downing Words'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-7926196512777278893</id><published>2010-05-17T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T10:05:46.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackmails!</title><content type='html'>Blackmails! Sure thing it's a very messed up everything in this world. If you can't convince someone then using blackmails is an effective way of persuading people to do something that they don't want in the first place. It can be made directly or indirectly. When it is used directly, it's simply telling it to someone without hesitation. An example of such is: "If you don't do what I want then I'll just tell everybody your biggest secret of your life." On the other hand, doing it indirectly means that a use of subtexts is in place. It's like saying thank you verbally but deep those words tells a different meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are lots of blackmails I've been accepting just when I started reopening my mind to the world. It's just so hard to accept this fact but I need to move on and make my life happy just like what my commitment with the Lord that I need to Live My Fourth. For as long as I remember my commitment, such blackmails are just mere dusts that needs to be wiped out. Anyway, it's already a part of life and being a part of it means you just have to live with it.  Going back, blackmails are quite irritating if you would about it. Sense of judgement is needed whether to bite to this or not. What needs to judged lies on the question: Would you gain something or learn something if I would do something just to get rid of this blackmail?" Also, what would be my loss if I don't do it? what would be its impact to me? Such questions are needed just to gauge whether or not it's alright to let blackmail affect your decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each of us has free will and thus use this to make your decisions wisely. Make no regrets on whatever you choose so don't put a blame on whoever or whatever if the outcomes will be bad. As for me, I won't regret my decision for not comin' on a certain event just for the sake of the "PAASANG" stuff. hahaha. I don't see any effects of the paasang stuff so why would I be affected with such? Teamwork can't only be measured in outings. Performance with what you do and how you deal with others is much appropriate guidelines for teamwork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-7926196512777278893?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/7926196512777278893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=7926196512777278893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7926196512777278893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7926196512777278893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2010/05/blackmails-sure-thing-its-very-messed.html' title='Blackmails!'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4694304682795521834</id><published>2009-12-29T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:25:45.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Homily</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always welcome a new day with a smile&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's what I've been hearing in most people I'm seeing in my everyday life. But one argument still exists in my mind whenever I hear such kind of words. Such arguments roots to several questions that even I can' t answer it fast. What if you woke up one day and you feel all alone, would you still smile? If yes, then why would you smile? Will smiling make anything better?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Morning Homily is my term for the things my mom and/or dad has been saying to me every morning. It never changed at all. Whatever they said yesterday, I will surely hear it the next day and the days to come by. All I can do is to shut my mouth cause I know it will end nowhere. If I would utter a word I would be blessed by the word boastful. For sure I would hear "Go to your f***kin' friends they love you right?". Instead of hearing that kind of words, I would rather choose to be silent cause I don't want any other people to be involved.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've always been saying to myself: "How are you going to love something if you don't like the thing you are doing and at the same time there are persons whom you can't agree with? Despite of reaching out, you will still be treated as a total stranger. Filling the air with dark auras of doubts." Well, I've voiced it out three times already but then same words I've been hearing. "If you don't like it then just drop it already but make sure you won't ask for anything. Try to make money at home and I wish you could have one. You just don't know the feeling of being dumped by a father and starting with no money at all..." So instead of hearing it over and over again, I'd rather shut up. Even though my heart tells the answers to the arguments that have been repeatedly imposed but then it's much better to be silent than to be called an arrogant person. Such answer is "I know it already! Even if I still don't experience it cause I'm an open - minded person. I'm not an insensitive person to not feel it. Try hearing me out and open your heart and mind for sure you will understand what am I saying." They keep on saying that they already are open - minded but then they don't act like one. Still their views of being a parent that parents should always be superior is still at large.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All I can do is to pray and keep on believing that someday it's gonna change.  Understanding is what is needed. Hoping that I would never wear a fake smile whenever I welcome a new day. Wishing that I would not be scared of waking up early morning because of the Morning Homily. Also to hear the words I'm eagerly wanting to hear for a long long time. I'm also thankful that I never feel alone cause I know He is always by my side and never leaves me alone.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-4694304682795521834?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4694304682795521834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4694304682795521834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4694304682795521834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4694304682795521834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/12/morning-homily.html' title='Morning Homily'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-6948549739161255225</id><published>2009-12-03T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:33:53.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle With the Cockroaches</title><content type='html'>For some reason I don't know where did these cockroaches come from... They won't let me enter the bathroom for me to take a bath... I should've been out of the house earlier but then I postponed most of the things because of these cockroaches... Why is it they are now immune to baygon... I know to myself I did spray lots and lots of times but then they're so freakin' alive... They're like aliens that continuously transforms depending on the environment they're in...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been like a cast in Men in Black holding a weapon in each hand... Blue baygon on the left while green baygon on the right but when the cockroach flew... I just ran... damn!! I really hate all of these cockroaches... bad experiences and dirty in the inside but also on the outside... damn!!&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/1314688161566989430-6948549739161255225?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/6948549739161255225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=6948549739161255225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6948549739161255225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6948549739161255225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/12/battle-with-cockroaches.html' title='Battle With the Cockroaches'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-356285163759331310</id><published>2009-11-29T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:17:49.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to Accept</title><content type='html'>It's just so hard to accept at first that I obtain a sickness which one step away it'll be like the sickness that killed my loving grandmother... At first, I was shocked and can't accept the fact I do have this kind of sickness... If you could see me walked out of the hospital that time, my eyes are just staring straight... My mind is full of words such as "SHIT", "why do I have it?", and others...  Then the next emotion that popped in me is being scared... Scared thinking that I might fall on to the same destiny like my grandmother does... Even my optimistic side left me in an instant... now I know the feeling of having a disease you wouldn't be expecting to be in you... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Right now... I'm just being me and being optimist runs in me again... All I need is to take care of myself thoroughly in order for me not to obtain this sickness again... One thing that made me laugh is that I always thought "I need some rest please give me rest..." and then poof! Rest has arrived but with a different twist... I'm sick... oh well... that really proves that life isn't just always good... for every good times of course there would also be bad times... if there are good things then bad things is just around the corner... Life won't be in the equilibrium state if there would always be good times... Sometimes we need to have bad times in order for us to learn something from it...   &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/1314688161566989430-356285163759331310?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/356285163759331310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=356285163759331310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/356285163759331310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/356285163759331310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/11/hard-to-accept.html' title='Hard to Accept'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-5462964766355864213</id><published>2009-11-08T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T09:30:51.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Acknowledgment</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday (11/07/2009) was pure fun!! No person can't deny the fact that I'm super duper overly happy that time... I must say its a stressful day but it's all worth it... It seems that I'm wanting that day to repeat over and over again...&lt;br&gt;A lots of things happened to me right after I woke up in the morning and went out of the house... I super enjoyed our acting workshop session for it tackles body movements... I've also had some realizations which made me laugh to myself... Such realizations are as follows:&lt;br&gt;   1.  Acting workshop makes you a mean person because it teaches you to become observant with the surroundings... How does one become mean?? well.. for me... I'm starting to notice people around me... I don't know why but what I'm seeing are affronts of people... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;   2.  In connection to number 1... Acting workshop makes my weird senses be alive most of the time... The weird senses I'm talking about is this freakin' seeing ghosts...&lt;br&gt;   3.  If you really have the passion on something... you should have at least allocated time for it... &lt;br&gt;   4. Patient X is not a good movie to watch... hahaha... lol&lt;br&gt;   5. Acting is like dancing with lines to be told and script to be followed... I've been thinking that dancing and acting is far different from one another... but then it proved me wrong in this session...&lt;br&gt;Anyway... all the time we've spent in the workshop are body movements and it seems like we're dancing... Finding the right rhythm in order to establish proper connection to one partner by means of the body... I didn't expect someone who is very known to the theater and TV productions acknowledge my talent... I'm so flattered about it cause I always thought to myself that I'm not good (instincts tell me I'm good but my mind says no)... Because of this acknowledgment/praise, I feel motivated and at the same time I need to learn to trust my instincts at times... But that doesn't mean I would become a bigheaded person because of this... I would still place my feet on the ground and stay humble... :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After the tiring yet fun workshop... I've sat at ABS Starbucks (my usual tambayan) and think about "what would I do if suddenly a candidate of Ms. Earth popped in front of me especially Ms. Belgium??" and then poof!! I'm seeing Ms. Belgium entering Starbucks... I've suddenly said "OH SHIT!" due to the fact I was thinking about her and now she's right infront of me... hahaha... okay then... I took a picture with her and told her how beautiful she is... Luckily, she said "OHH THANK YOU I REALLY APPRECIATE IT"... *melted to the max* hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;KJ is so funny... He has done so many things to me in a blink of an eye... Whenever I think about a person I'm wanting to see that day, they always show up infront of me and I'm super happy for it... making life a full surprise...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After chilling at Starbucks... I went to Aberdeen Court for the UST Days With The Lord Batch 74 Dinner (our batch)... I didn't expect it would be fun... This was a really stressful event yet super duper fun!! hahaha... I became the MC of the night and I really don't know where I'm getting my energy the whole time... It seems that I'm like a camel who has lots of water reserves on the back... hahaha... One should also consider that I'm already tired due to the workshop and yet I've made the event a lively one at least... &lt;br&gt;I've also experienced FOR THE FIRST TIME *gonna tell this in tagalog* hahaha... MALAGLAG!! DAHIL AKO PALAGI ANG NANLALAGLAG NG CRUSH TAPOS NGAYON BIGLANG AKO!! KINOMBO PA AKO!! hahaha... enough said.. hahaha... aside from that I get to dance for the second time within the day...&lt;br&gt;I do hope that the Batch dinner went well despite the fact that I've given so much award to people... and they didn't expect it at all... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;Sample awards are as follows: Mr. Nosebleed, Kiko Matsing, Mr. and Ms. Umeeffort, Ms. Jologs, and others...&lt;br&gt;I would also like to apologize if someone took my joke that time seriously... :D&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/1314688161566989430-5462964766355864213?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/5462964766355864213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=5462964766355864213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/5462964766355864213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/5462964766355864213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/11/unexpected-acknowledgment.html' title='Unexpected Acknowledgment'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4931504379295834144</id><published>2009-10-29T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:28:40.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Surfin' and Say Goodbye Problems</title><content type='html'>Who says surfin' is a very boring extreme sport?? Who says surfin' is not applicable to our country cause we are part of the third world countries??&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here are some of the question that I would totally disagree with... Surfin' is indeed a really enjoyable and exciting sport to learn... At first it was difficult to find your balance at the surfin' board but once you get into it... It's so cool!! One thing that made me laugh out loud deep inside me is that my encouragement to learn surfin' so fast... If you're so curious about that encouragement well here it is... We had a Israelian boy classmate who actually did surf in just three waves... and at his third wave I really can't believe that this boy teased me by stickin' his tongue out and faced me... When I saw he did that to me, I told myself: "oh no! I should lose to this freakin' boy!! I'm gonna kick your butt if I have a chance" hahaha... due to this encouragement/motivation, I learned to surf so fast... also include the fact that I'm so eager to learn how to surf...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you would ask where did I surf?? I learned surfing at Club Manila East at Taytay, Rizal... Thankfully the weather is so nice that time but its payback is worse for me... it made my face got burned by the heat of the angry sun again cause I forgot to put sunblock on my face... of all human parts that I would forget to put a sunblock on... damn! hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;well! there's something in surfin' that I really did like... not just because it's fun, exciting and cool stuff to do with... but its inner effect on me... When I surf, I tend to forget every problems that I had at least... It's like problems are being waved away from you towards the shore and wash it out by the water rabids... I would surely want to go surfin' again... It's so relaxing and so fulfilling learning how to surf... yeayeah!!&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/1314688161566989430-4931504379295834144?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4931504379295834144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4931504379295834144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4931504379295834144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4931504379295834144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/10/go-surfin-and-say-goodbye-problems.html' title='Go Surfin&amp;#39; and Say Goodbye Problems'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-2311601930142184636</id><published>2009-10-19T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T09:33:24.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Words aren't enough to express how happy am I right now... Even the tiniest event that I've encountered last weekend contributed a lot and really did showed me that it's very nice living here on our world... Now I'm wanting to punch myself so much due to the fact I've thought of ending this wonderful life... I'm also thanking HIM for showing to me that I should not let myself be drowned with the problems I'm facing... Instead, face it head on cause he's always there to guide you to find the right solution to it...&lt;br /&gt;I've never thought my childhood dreams are still in effect and it's going back to me right now... I've also felt the passion to what I really want to be doing in my life... I'm still hoping that this passion would lead me to the right path and would lead me far... I also can't believe I would be so open to people I don't know much... Who would ever thought sharing a bit of your life story to a bunch of strangers... It's so relaxing and feeling so refreshed again...&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe I have the ability to replace the feeling of uneasiness, anger, and sadness of other people to a happy one and create a considerable environment... I've felt this one when I'm talking to a talent artist of ABS CBN because I've been observing him and it seems that he's so uneasy... Suddenly, my mouth tend to greet him even my conscious mind says to myself why did you trigger that conversation?? hahaha... anyway... I'm so happy to know I can convince a person to be happy in some ways...&lt;br /&gt;I'm also an ironic person and I've realized it the night I've experienced how fulfilled am I... Imagine most people tend to get drunk if they've been having so many problems in life... but me... I get myself drunk because I'm super happy... Ironic isn't it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I want to thank HIM for making me realize I'm still important in this life... that I can make a difference which I tend to ignore most of the time... He also made me feel that not all stuffs came from the word "LUCK"... Thanks for everything... Thanks for giving me wonderful friends that I doubted for so long... and I'm really really sorry for doubting... Thanks for giving me a new family I can consider and always there to support me... THANKS THANKS! ^_^&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/1314688161566989430-2311601930142184636?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/2311601930142184636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=2311601930142184636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2311601930142184636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2311601930142184636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-happy-happiness.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-6643357334846613308</id><published>2009-08-01T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T15:15:50.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stunned by A Girl</title><content type='html'>I really can't believe that I would be stunned with just one girl diving on to me in a disco club... well... I've been writing this blog in tipsy mode but I know to myself that I'm not fully drunk... take not I'm just TIPSY! and I know what I'm doin'... hahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway... here's the story goes... one time in Manor (to those who don't know where Manor is... well it is located somewhere in Eastwood...) there were two girls (both of them are cousins).. they danced with us... US meaning my tropa, my super friends... well part of it... hahaha... then after a few minutes there was a girl who suddenly jumped on to me... and then poof! instead of doin' the same old thing (dancing with a girl and makin' the floor hot...)... it turned out the other wise... I was super stunned for at least three seconds and then she left on to me... After she left I've realized that WATDAHECK!! It's already an opportunity and I was just stunned... Even my super girl friends asked me why did I stopped for several seconds... hahaha... After a few minutes, we just saw her beside the DJs together with SAM MILBY... yeah! we've seen Sam Milby...and then I started to strike my head and keeps on saying "damn damn! the girl who jumped on to me just went to Sam Milby's hands" &lt;br&gt;hahahaha... oh well... that's it!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;signin' off!!&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/1314688161566989430-6643357334846613308?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/6643357334846613308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=6643357334846613308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6643357334846613308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6643357334846613308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/08/stunned-by-girl.html' title='Stunned by A Girl'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-3243569016738333075</id><published>2009-07-26T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T01:05:06.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marie Digby invades Manila</title><content type='html'>waaaa.... I'm so freakin' desperate to have a signed CD and a picture with her... but then the autograph signing at Podium is way earlier than I have expected... I can't make it on 4:00 PM... damn!! waaaa.... I still have a physical examination by 5:00PM that's why I can't make it there... damn!! waaaa.... &lt;br&gt;I still don't know if I would watch her concert at NBC Tent... The greatest hindering factor of this is money... It's way expensive and considering it's a standing room... That's why my mind keeps on battling on the fact that I would love to watch her concert... waaaa....&lt;br&gt;well if you don't know Marie Digby... She was a great accoustic singer discovered in youtube... Just type and search in youtube "Marie Digby" and you would see lots of her nice renditions of the popular songs today... She also has original tracks that are cool!&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/1314688161566989430-3243569016738333075?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/3243569016738333075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=3243569016738333075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/3243569016738333075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/3243569016738333075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/07/marie-digby-invades-manila.html' title='Marie Digby invades Manila'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-6551082644983754462</id><published>2009-03-24T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:29:32.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If Only</title><content type='html'>If only I became dead serious with my studies... I probably would have a car already...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If only I had the chance to say I love you to her... We would probably be lovers already...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If only I'd be mean right now... I would probably be not bullied by anyone…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If only I would not be too generous in lending money… I would have money amounting to Php 100,000 or more already…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If only there would be no stress… I would still be happy with what I’m doing right now…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If only I would be a little bit harsher with everyone… I would not be considered as a good guy that doesn’t know how to get mad…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If only I would fulfill my secret dream… I would probably think I am the most fulfilled person in the entirety…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If only I would be a loud person… I would probably not be hurting inside keeping all the aches and just waits for a time to burst…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Such words full of remorse… Wishing to turn back time but never will be since it has happened already… All I can do is to live from this day forward and hope that I would not do it all over again… Though I can still feel that I’m doing the same mistakes…  It’s just so hard to remove nor to change your ways…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-6551082644983754462?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/6551082644983754462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=6551082644983754462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6551082644983754462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6551082644983754462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-only.html' title='If Only'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-2253897585529654669</id><published>2009-03-04T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T04:34:21.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think GREEN!</title><content type='html'>If you would think that this post would be somewhat related to the environment... you are wrong... really really wrong... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What I'm saying about thinking green is that you must think in line with perverted things... hahaha... This post was made because my mind has been populated by some words that became extraordinary GREEN words... the reason behind this stuff is because of my late at night going home... yes! I'm always going home late due to the fact that my office hours ends at 12 am technically... but in reality I always left the office around 1am... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last week, I've been consecutively hearing a segment in radio called WILD CONFESSIONS... I dunno but all of the bus drivers, the ticket man, and the taxi drivers are all tuning in that station... That segment tackles different things with regards to SEX... yes! you've read it right... Instead of using such words, the radio jock tend to use other words/things in replacement of the tackling words... hehehe... Someone calls to their station and then the caller will start to tell stories on how they execute such actions... of course the radio jock tend to mix it with some weird flavors to make it funny and interesting... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;An example of such words are:&lt;br&gt;    Eskabeche&lt;br&gt;    Kembelar&lt;br&gt;    Sarshado&lt;br&gt;    Tootoot &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As of now... those words has infiltrated my mind and still don't know the exact meaning of such words once translated greenically (what a word --&gt; simply think green! )... hahaha... Ahh... I do know the real meaning of Tootoot that's it... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-2253897585529654669?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/2253897585529654669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=2253897585529654669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2253897585529654669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2253897585529654669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/03/think-green.html' title='Think GREEN!'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4594132040544585648</id><published>2009-02-23T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T00:41:24.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You a Lourdesian?? (Proud to be in LSM) Grabbed from Cuepo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;hahaha... loved this one... i can relate on almost every points stressed... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Malalaman mo na isa ka ngang tunay na Lourdesiano kapag....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Laman ng tiyan mo sa tanghalian ay Anna's Catering&lt;br&gt;~  hahaha... syempre... the one and only! at masaya pa neto may kahati ka kasi di mo mauubos ang ulam kapag magisa ka lang... or probably pwede kung super lakas mo kumain... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Recess mo ay chicken,tapa rice,siomai,kikiam&lt;br&gt;~  hahaha... yeah! kinda! but my usual recess is refrigerator cake eh... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Kilala mo si Mang Hermie o Mang George&lt;br&gt;~ of course I reall know him... friends kami nun... till now nakikilala nya ko sa mukha... di na sa pangalan... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Tumatambay ka sa mango tree at alam mo ang kamandag ng mga higad&lt;br&gt;~ yeah! i know this one! magkaroon ka ba naman ng allergies due to some higad that will suddenly fell of the tree after a strong blow of wind...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. Alam mo ang babala ng yellow line&lt;br&gt;~ xempre memorable sakin toh! hahaha... may one time nung grade school ako inutusan akong umiyak nung isang eco watcher dahil lumabag daw ako sa rules ng yellow line... hahaha... eh since actor kayang kayang umiyak... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Iba iba ang basurahang pagtatapunan mo ng kalat&lt;br&gt;~ haha... not much implemented I think... kasi kung ano lang makita kong basurahan dun ako magtatapon eh... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Alam mo ang dahilan kung bakit hindi pwedeng tapakan ang field&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha... yeah! the wrath of the field lalo na kapag kakaulan lang... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Lagi mong nakikita ang mga emo &lt;br&gt;~ dunno about this one! because I'm a 2003 graduate... hehehe... buti na lang di ko toh naabutan...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Ginagawa mong pambahay ang intrams t-shirt mo&lt;br&gt;~ very true! hahaha... but some of my shirts doesn't fit me anymore... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Ginagamit mo ang palugit na "weh"&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha... well ganun talaga.... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. Alam mo ang katagang CDVR, DAR, PAASCU, LSM, CLED at syempre IP&lt;br&gt;~ of course... hahaha... at memorable sakin ang IP at ang taong named Viray! hahaha... because of him ung perfume/cologne na ginawa ko sa IP eh nasabon... amp!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. At dahil alam mo ang IP, taun-taon mong iniisip at ginagawa ito&lt;br&gt;~ yeah! hahaha.. it's a requirement... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. Mahirap tapusin ang project na sa bahay ng kaklase ginagawa&lt;br&gt;~ all we need to do is play... eat... play... eat... and go home... hahaha....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. Bumibili kayo ng kwiz booklet kahit may klase pa&lt;br&gt;~ yeah! the color blue booklet... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Kumukuha ka ng CEM Test sa Hunyo at Enero&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha... though it's quite repetitive ayus na din... nakakatuwa... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. Alam mo ang ibig sabihin ng PAX ET BONUM at UT SINT MINORES&lt;br&gt;~ yeah! i know the meaning of this two statements...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. Tuwing exams, naririnig mo ang mga panaghoy ng mga estudyante pagkarinig ng bell&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha.... tradition na un... lalo na kapag english exam the diagramming... damn! pahirap... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. Alam mo ang paalala ng "last lap of the race" sa huling markahan pati na rin ang "Let us start anew..."&lt;br&gt;~ hmmm... not much of this one... I've only heard it once...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. Makakapag-ugnay ang mga Lourdesian sa isa't isa sa paksang "Animal Farm"&lt;br&gt;~ yeah! love this novel... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. Hindi uniporme ang suot mo tuwing Biyernes kaya diretso gimik kung saan saan&lt;br&gt;~ the mark of a Lourdesian toh! hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. Pumipila ka sa "chicks" o mas kilalang Manang Lilia para magpa-photocopy&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha... kelangan eh... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. Naranasan mo nang umayon sa mga color coded na bagay - notebook, papel, folder&lt;br&gt;~ yep! it's a requirement eh to distiguish one section from another...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. Classic ang kantang Lourdes Hymn&lt;br&gt;~ kabisado ko pa din sha hanggang ngayon! at ang pangongorek ni Ms. Marciano sa lyrics ng lahat... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24. Inaabangan mo ang sayaw ng mga teacher tuwing Christmas Party&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha... the funniest part... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. Nagbabasa ka ng Noli o El Fili tuwing General Assembly.&lt;br&gt;~ di ko siya naexperience... sa bahay ako nun nagbabasa eh... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26. Pantawag sa inyo ni Ms. M ay "Gentlemen".&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha... I miss her...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;27. Tanging hangad lamang ng mga estudyante ay CONCERT kapag 3rd term.&lt;br&gt;~ yeah! free time!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;28. Nagcrcram ka kapag Last Week na ng term.&lt;br&gt;~ well... di na bago... ganun talaga... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;29. Kapag may practice sa Sabayang Pagbigkas, Dumadaan ka sa Swimming pool para makalusot sa Guard dahil naka-tsinelas ka lang.&lt;br&gt;~ never experienced this one... hehehe... but I loved doing the Sabayang Pagbigkas... hehehe... and xempre ako ang lagi asa harap... basta un na un... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;30. Humihingi ka ng Autograph sa mga teachers mo tuwing Clearance Day.&lt;br&gt;~ in addition... clean your own chair... after you clean your own chair tsaka ka lang mapipirmahan...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;31. After School, Magkukumpulan kayo sa Starbucks-itaas sa Shang.&lt;br&gt;~ wala pang starbucks nun... waaaa.... dun sa taas... sa new york new york na lang... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;32. Walang bumibili sa Canteen tuwing Marketing Day.&lt;br&gt;~ meron naman! konti nga lang... hahaha... one way of skipping classes ang marketing day... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;33. Kapag ang Elective mo ay Computer A... Free Time ibig sabihin yun.&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha... medyo! kasi un elective ko... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;34. May CAT kayo every Thursday.&lt;br&gt;~ nah! our CAT was on Wednesday...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;35. Inuman kapag Last Day of School!!!!&lt;br&gt;~ never experienced drinking that time...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;36) YUNG SIMBAHAN, LUGAR NG SUNTUKAN.&lt;br&gt;~ shangrila kamo... dun sa liblib ng shang... hahaha... at uu meron nga din dun... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;37) Naaamaze ka sa Megaphone ni Managat.&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha... buhay pa kaya ung megaphone na un??&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;38) Nagpapatintero ka malapit sa theater.&lt;br&gt;~ yeah! INCH! hahaha....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;39) alam mo ang ibig sabihin ng number 1, 2, 3 at pwedeng 4 pa pag pumipila ka.&lt;br&gt;~ of course... gustong gusto ko mag 1,2, 3, 4 si Ms. Perona...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;40) Masarap fishballs at Bagoong sa mangga sa labas.&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha... dahil maselan ang aking tiyan di ako nakakain neto...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;41) Kaaway mo ang mga taga la salle greenhills&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha... sort of! karibal na mortal....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;42) May kakilala ka sa st. paul or sa poveda&lt;br&gt;~ of course... hahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;43) Pwede ring may bus mate ka na taga st paul&lt;br&gt;~ of course ulit! at suki ng St. Paul Fair... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;44) Bibili ka ng sago at lumpia sa school bus na nakalimutan ko ung pangalan.&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha.... sensitive stomach... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;45) Pag concert, mga 9 or 10 tapos na.&lt;br&gt;~ mas late pa kaya! hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;46) Alam mo ang halaga ng Donut pag Christmas Party&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha... xempre... dunkin donut! pasalubong ng bayan!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;47) Isa ang Gale sa mga pinupuntahan ng mga lourdesyano&lt;br&gt;~ yeah! also include Shangrila and Megamall...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;48) Alam mo ang skybowl sa galle&lt;br&gt;~ of course... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;49) Pwede ring boxing ring ang sky way&lt;br&gt;~ hahaha... namiss ko toh lakaran... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;50) BASTA LOURDESIAN, MVP.&lt;br&gt;~ REALLY TRUE!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-4594132040544585648?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4594132040544585648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4594132040544585648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4594132040544585648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4594132040544585648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-you-lourdesian-proud-to-be-in-lsm.html' title='Are You a Lourdesian?? (Proud to be in LSM) Grabbed from Cuepo'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4513449493449628192</id><published>2009-02-15T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:46:01.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you feel??</title><content type='html'>I just came up with this situation and I just want to know what would you feel if this kind of event would happen to you... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;here it goes...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What would you feel if you and your partner are on a Valentine's date then suddenly due to one piece of call which pertains to work stuff everything has been ruined?? When I say partner it's not necessarily mean you already have a commitment with each other... Let's just say both of you are in love...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;well that's it... hehehe... just want to know... hehehe...&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/1314688161566989430-4513449493449628192?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4513449493449628192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4513449493449628192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4513449493449628192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4513449493449628192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-would-you-feel.html' title='What would you feel??'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-7742683408877943775</id><published>2009-01-26T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T07:35:08.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunsetting Solar Eclipse</title><content type='html'>Have you seen the solar eclipse today at around 5:00pm - 6:00pm??&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's my first time to see a solar eclipse while the sun is setting already... It was a cool view seeing the moon getting over the sun but didn't complete it because the sun is already down... it's like a movie filled with sensors due to some malicious acts... hehehe....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sad to say I haven't got any pictures because my digicam can't reach the range of the view... Still... I've said to myself "COOL"... thanks to the troposphere there are less clouds than usual... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After seeing such case, I've thought about the episodes in Heroes wherein people with powers got rid of their powers during this phenomenon... WALA LANG! hahaha....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-7742683408877943775?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/7742683408877943775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=7742683408877943775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7742683408877943775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7742683408877943775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/01/sunsetting-solar-eclipse.html' title='Sunsetting Solar Eclipse'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-691807381254337391</id><published>2009-01-22T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:50:47.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Just an Ordinary USOG Thing</title><content type='html'>I hate the feeling... the feeling that I have gained a new type of sickness that I've never wanted to have... waaahh... now I know it's not just plain NAUSOG thing but it was a serious illness that I've never thought I would have... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;well as I've researched on the net the possible disease that I have with some symptoms on what I feel right now... I've finally reached a site that tells me that I have AMOEBIASIS... damn! off all illness that I should have... waaaahhh... why am I created by God as a man with a very gentle stomach... that even a slightest dirt in my food I get to experience a pain in my stomach... now it's a totally different story... I thought I'm eating a clean food because I've seen how that food was cooked but then it turned out to be the source of my illness... I'm not totally blaiming the food that I ate because there are other things that I could gain such disease... Another way of getting such disease is by touching a thing that was touched by a person that has amoebiasis... waaaahhh... NOW who's to be blaimed?? I don't know either...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;to tell you the symptoms that I am feeling right now are:&lt;br&gt;1. fever&lt;br&gt;2. stomach cramps ( which is why I'm totally bedridden at home yesterday)&lt;br&gt;3. loose stools (thankfully there's no blood in it because according to the site that I've seen the disease would be harsh if there's blood... I hope this would not come to this part)&lt;br&gt;4. weight loss (as I've checked my weight yesterday it dropped from 67 to 63 with just a day...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;may I should see a doctor tomorrow so that I would really know what happening in my body right now because the opinion of a frustrated doctor (that's me) was not enough to prove that I really have that kind of illness... I'm really hoping that I'm wrong though I still have the feeling that I really have it... waaaa....&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/1314688161566989430-691807381254337391?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/691807381254337391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=691807381254337391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/691807381254337391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/691807381254337391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-just-ordinary-usog-thing.html' title='Not Just an Ordinary USOG Thing'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-7074585667941097427</id><published>2009-01-21T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T06:36:06.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling of Uneasiness</title><content type='html'>That's what I feel right now...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I felt suddenly ill right at this moment without knowing why... I've just had a normal day at work... Sit around... Do work stuffs... Stand to go to the Comfort Room... Browse things in the net... Read stuffs on the internet... still I got ill... waaaa.... I'm blaming someone for being so unease right now... &lt;br&gt;well... after a long long time I think "NAUSOG" ako... hahaha... well, many people has noticed my new haircut including the guard at the entrance of our office as well as colleagues here in the office... Now I'm wondering who'se the suspect of this illness... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;actually two things has been noticed by people right now... of course my haircut and the next one was my shirt... my shirt right now was orange colored shirt with a taekwondo kid design at the front and at the back as well...&lt;br&gt;I'm starting to pray... "Please let me be at our house first before this one would burst totally..." waaaa.... hehehe....&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/1314688161566989430-7074585667941097427?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/7074585667941097427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=7074585667941097427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7074585667941097427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7074585667941097427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/01/feeling-of-uneasiness.html' title='Feeling of Uneasiness'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8672973378885964930</id><published>2009-01-06T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T05:30:45.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls need to realize</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;" size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We don't care if you're friends with other guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We don't care if a guy calls OR TEXTS you, but at 2 in the morning &lt;font size="5"&gt;we do get a little concerned.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;till the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-weight: bold;"&gt;Also, when we tell you you're pretty/ beautiful/ gorgeous/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-weight: bold;"&gt;cute/ stunning, &lt;font size="5"&gt;we freaking mean it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't tell us we're wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We'll stop trying to convince you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, you can quote me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't be mad when we hold the door open. Take Advantage of the mood I'm in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Let us pay for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don’t "feel bad"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We enjoy doing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Smile and say "thank you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kiss us when no one's watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;You don't have to get dressed up for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;We like you for who you are and not what you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;honestly, I think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's. or my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;shirt and boxers, not all dolled up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't take everything we say seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't get angry easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Stop using magazines/media as your bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"Don't talk about how hott Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's boring, and we don't care. You have friends for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Whatever happened to the word "handsome"/"beautiful"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I’d be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;with "Hey handsome!" instead of "Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy" or whatever else you can think of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;on the other hand I’m not saying I wouldn't like it ether&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls, I cannot stress this enough: if you aren't being treated right by a guy, dont wait for him to change. ditch his sorry ASS, he's a &lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;disgrace&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt;to the male population and find someone who will treat you with utter respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone who will honor your morals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes....and say "i love you" ..and actually mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;text-decoration: underline;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Give us nice guys a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Guys repost this if you agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls repost this if you think it's cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Every Guy who isn't a jerk will agree with this, so we hope that all the girls that read this will repost this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*Holding Hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls :If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Guys : Grab it if it happens more than once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*Cuddling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls : When you want to cuddle with him, tell him you're cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Guys : Automatically move closer to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls : During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*Loving each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Guys : When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and tell her you love her too... And mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*Laying below the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls : When you're both laying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heart beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Guys : Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;By 12 am tonight your one true love will realize how much they want you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Girls repost as: written by a guy :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Guys post as: Girls need to realize&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TOTALLY AGREE SO COOL! hahaha... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-=GiNpAo=-&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&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/1314688161566989430-8672973378885964930?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8672973378885964930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8672973378885964930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8672973378885964930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8672973378885964930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2009/01/girls-need-to-realize.html' title='Girls need to realize'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-1121153856846259417</id><published>2008-12-30T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T12:08:05.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending the Year with a BOOM!</title><content type='html'>  WARNING: This would probably be a long post... depends on my mood on writing... hahaha... though enjoyable to read... ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;a lot of things happened to my life this year... I must say that this is one of the years that I loved the most... to recall or to inform anyone about the years that I loved the most here are they:&lt;br&gt;   ~ the year when I didn't got a zero medal in every competition I joined in TaeKwonDo... it was on year 2000... this was also the year wherein I've been sent to Korea and luckily won at least a bronze medal with four fights just to gain that kind of medal... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;   ~ the year when I've met almost the whole Villanueva - Zamora clan in Palawan... this is were I knew that we do have artist cousins such as Gloria Diaz and others... hehehe... it was on year 1998&lt;br&gt;   ~ the year when I graduated high school at Lourdes School of Mandaluyong wherein I've been nominated in the most prestigious award to be given to a deserving student... it was called the St. Francis Youth Award... it is said that this award is much higher than the valedictorian... so.. it's a privilege to be one of the nominees... hehe... it was on year 2003...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And now, year 2008 was full of adventures of my life... &lt;br&gt;I've been an instructor/professor or whatever you may call it in one of the known schools here in the Philippines, Mapua Institute of Technology... As a professor, I knew that I do gained knowledge and I'm sharing it to my co-Mapuan... At first, I'm skeptical about myself... I keep on saying to myself that I'm more of a foolish man than a wise man... but then it proved me wrong when I've become an instructor... &lt;br&gt;CONFESSION SESSIONS: well I've dreamed of becoming a teacher when I was young... I always portray the role of a teacher while my cousins and I play teacher teacheran... hahaha... So it's like a dream come true for me... well... at least part of my dream has came true... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After being a good or bad instructor... hahaha... well I know to myself that I've been a bad instructor most especially to my Assembly lecture class... hahaha... (the rest of the subject... well I think I'm a good one... hehehe...)&lt;br&gt;CONFESSION SESSIONS: I've been a bad instructor because most of my students in Assembly lecture are Masteral (2nd take) that's why they tend to do other stuffs than listening because they already knew what I'm discussing...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;continuing... hehehe... I've been hired in a newly organized company here in the Philippines... the Affiliated Computer Services... because of this company, I have been granted to go to a land where dreams come true US of A... yippee... Another dream of mine has been met because of this... (that dream is seeing mickey mouse and stepping on the walk of fame/stars at hollywood... nyahahaha....) Being a "LAKWATSERO" has been seen on my personality when I was there... My motto that time was "For as long as I can walk I will go anywhere... Being tired is not an option for as long as I'm happy" hahahaha... Maybe this differentiates me from other lakwatseros because I'm not just an ordinary lakwatsero... I'm a lakwatsero who wants to go to any parts of the world... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;CONFESSION SESSIONS: &lt;br&gt;1. well... I've seen my previous loved one there at US and she's like a matchmaker making me meet a new girl... hahaha... well... that new girl... I considered her as my girlfriend and she considered me as her boyfriend at first but then I accepted to myself that it was so sudden that it cannot be called as a serious relationship... hehehe....&lt;br&gt;2. I've sung a song in front of the unknown foreigners... hahaha... due to stage fright it didn't came out well which in turn lots of boos... hahaha... I shouldn't be there but due to our counter parts who would want somebody from the Philippine counterparts to sing in front... hahaha... while I was on stage... I'm just telling to myself... "Just keep smiling and stay cute if a note can't be reached..." hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;During the Christmas party to where I'm working... we've won second place in the Talent presentation... well at least I knew I can still choreograph a presentation... I also knew the hardships of teaching a dance to those people who are "parehas kaliwa ang paa"... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;of course in every nice happenings... there are also downsides... it wouldn't be memorable if there would be no bad happenings/memories...&lt;br&gt;first would be the destruction of my plans on going to Malaysia/Singapore... due to some money problems as well as killjoys... hahaha... well at least there would still be other chances in going to this place....&lt;br&gt;second would be I'm getting fatter this year... waaaa.... I consider it as a downside because it destroys my shape... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;third would be the destruction of my gadgets... my IPOD, my Samsung P2, and now my PSP... nnooooooo.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's all I can think of right now....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway guys... &lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;... ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-=GiNpAo=-&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/1314688161566989430-1121153856846259417?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/1121153856846259417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=1121153856846259417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/1121153856846259417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/1121153856846259417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/12/ending-year-with-boom.html' title='Ending the Year with a BOOM!'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8840311647598164235</id><published>2008-12-15T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:10:03.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shattered Plans / Dreams</title><content type='html'>well... according to Newton's 3rd Law of Motion... "For every action there is always an opposite but equal reaction..." Compared to my life... I've been given a US VISA which I must say a positive one but then the opposite reaction has been visible lately... such reactions are as follows...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ plans of going to Malaysia / Singapore was all gone...&lt;br&gt;~ she didn't come and my gift for her ( a puppy bag ) was I don't know who will I give it too now... &lt;br&gt;~ my Samsung P2 has been broken and it was not in the scope of the warranty...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;though I want to end my year right and celebrate Christmas with a smile... I'm setting up a back up plan so that even if those are not meant to happen for me right now... At least, I would still be happy... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I also wish I could complete the Simbang Gabi this year... I haven't completed my simbang gabi this past two years... of course due to laziness... hahaha... &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/1314688161566989430-8840311647598164235?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8840311647598164235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8840311647598164235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8840311647598164235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8840311647598164235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/12/shattered-plans-dreams.html' title='Shattered Plans / Dreams'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4316224665902814690</id><published>2008-12-05T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T10:47:24.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait is Over (I Hope So)</title><content type='html'>A few more days and I will be reunited with the one I treasure most... I hope it would not be another promise that is meant to be broken...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm still hoping that the day I prepared for would still come true even though a part of me says that don't ever hope for someone who is gone already... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;well... there's nothing bad even if I'm still hoping for her... at least, I've tried... tried to wait... If that day won't come... I guess I really need to move on... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;waaahhh... ang EMO! hahaha.... well that's what I'm feeling right now... You can't blame me for that... hahaha... well... she haven't replied even a single message to me... though I'm still hoping she would still come... If not... well... we are not meant for each other... maybe... I've used her as an outlet of my love...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;enough said! hahaha... &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/1314688161566989430-4316224665902814690?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4316224665902814690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4316224665902814690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4316224665902814690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4316224665902814690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/12/wait-is-over-i-hope-so.html' title='Wait is Over (I Hope So)'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-820225754003900780</id><published>2008-12-04T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T07:13:06.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "NEW" Expression</title><content type='html'>After the killer bus incident, another expression has been added in my vocabulary and I really hate it... It always pops out in my mouth whenever something happened... I don't know if it's a bod word or not but I'm sure it was an ugly one... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The word is PUTA... It became an expression of mine and I tend to strike myself whenever I say it again but it just won't stop... waaaa.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some of you might ask what was that killer bus incident?? well.... that incident happened three weeks ago and I'm riding an ordinary bus going home... it happened in along EDSA in between Ayala and Buendia... the bus suddenly stopped and at the same time, a fog of white smoke popped and spread all throughout the bus... It was drizzling that time which makes it obvious that almost all of the windows of the bus are closed... When the smoke fully occupied the bus, I've heard two man from behind screaming "Bilisan nyo habang may usok pa.." and someone's blocking the door of the bus... amp! It made me think to jump of the window because it was an act of holdap... All of my gadgets are with me right now and I don't want to hand it over to them... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;well that's all for the killer bus incident... after this incident, I tend to ride a taxi... hahaha...&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/1314688161566989430-820225754003900780?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/820225754003900780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=820225754003900780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/820225754003900780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/820225754003900780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/12/expression.html' title='The &amp;quot;NEW&amp;quot; Expression'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-2915955824845254771</id><published>2008-12-04T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T07:00:26.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patapon Craze</title><content type='html'>This PSP game has kept me awake all the time these past two weeks... Finally, I have finished the game last Tuesday... It was not an RPG but it's much more difficult compared to God of War... This game was sooo cute... Well cute not on its appearance but on it sounds/music... Even if the sounds only include PATA, PON, DON, and CHAKA, it was still cute... TRY IT! hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One thing that I always laugh about it is that every after mission the Patapons cheer and utter a sound almost like a "T*ng*n* **" bad word... Everytime they got hit, they always tend to say "Bakero" a Japanese bad word for F**K... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I really recommend it... Guess What it has a sequel... I'm playing it already even if it's still a Japanese version... hahaha... Have fun!&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/1314688161566989430-2915955824845254771?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/2915955824845254771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=2915955824845254771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2915955824845254771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2915955824845254771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/12/patapon-craze.html' title='Patapon Craze'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-198097895109541954</id><published>2008-10-26T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:30:31.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The DONTs after Eating a Meal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="chinoar" author_possessive="chinoar's"&gt;&lt;div class="main_post"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t smoke&lt;br&gt; Experiment from experts proves that smoking a cigarette after meal is comparable to smoking 10 cigarettes (chances of cancer is higher).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&gt; of course.. I don't do this... I don't smoke...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t eat fruits immediately&lt;br&gt; Immediately eating fruits after meals will cause stomach to be bloated with air. Therefore take fruit 1-2 hr after meal or 1hr before meal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;---&gt; watda! maybe that's why all of my fats are in my belly... @_@ &lt;p&gt;Don’t drink tea&lt;br&gt; Because tea leaves contain a high content of acid. This substance will cause the protein content in the food we consume to be hardened thus difficult to digest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&gt; don't think this is true...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t loosen your belt&lt;br&gt; Loosening the belt after a meal will easily cause the intestine to be twisted &amp; blocked.&lt;/p&gt;---&gt; I also don't do this... &lt;p&gt;Don’t bathe&lt;br&gt; Bathing will cause the increase of blood flow to the hands, legs &amp; body thus the amount of blood around the stomach will therefore decrease. This will weaken the digestive system in our stomach.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;---&gt; I'm not doing this either...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don’t walk about&lt;br&gt; People always say that after a meal walk a hundred steps and you will live till 99. In actual fact this is not true. Walking will cause the digestive system to be unable to absorb the nutrition from the food we intake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&gt; It's too tiring to just standup why not walk?? hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t sleep immediately&lt;br&gt; The food we intake will not be able to digest properly. Thus will lead to gastric &amp; infection in our intestine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---&gt; well of you're too tired you can't avoid it... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-198097895109541954?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/198097895109541954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=198097895109541954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/198097895109541954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/198097895109541954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/10/donts-after-eating-meal.html' title='The DONTs after Eating a Meal...'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-883560123576679626</id><published>2008-10-23T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T09:18:21.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another poem (WEAK)</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;before going home... just want to share another lousy poem I have made... hahaha... well just to spill everything inside my heart... I suppose... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;this time... it has a title... dunno if it fits it right... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WEAK&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It makes me really weak to my heart&lt;br&gt;Living life without her by my side&lt;br&gt;Leaving me behind with a reason I can't abide&lt;br&gt;Loving you in a distant is not acceptable&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She's all I've got when I'm feel deserted&lt;br&gt;Back in the spot where ophidians are at ease&lt;br&gt;She puts a smile in my face if I'm depressed&lt;br&gt;She makes my day whenever I'm in the dark&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why does my heart can't stop loving you&lt;br&gt;Even if you tell it to stop already&lt;br&gt;Maybe it's still wanting you&lt;br&gt;And not yet ready to face reality without you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe it was so sudden&lt;br&gt;Being knock for six was brought in me&lt;br&gt;Fear of not going to move on&lt;br&gt;Without you hearing me when I call&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost 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(WEAK)'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-6922979756904934648</id><published>2008-10-16T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T03:21:25.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled (Walang Title)</title><content type='html'>Just made some lousy poem (I think...) hahaha...&lt;br&gt;Lots and regrets and whatever... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Siya ay isang taong walang pangarap&lt;br&gt;Ngunit siya ang bumubuo ng bagay na pinapangarap&lt;br&gt;Hamak na mas magaling di tulad ng iba&lt;br&gt;Siya na ang nakapagpahinto ng aking mundo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Di ko nais mamalagi sa karimlan ng kalungkutan&lt;br&gt;Nais ko lamang ay maging masaya at mabuhay ng matiwasay&lt;br&gt;Siya ay tumawag at ako'y hinahanap&lt;br&gt;Ngunit binalot ng kasinungalingan ang kasagutan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Habang ako ay nasa piling ng iba&lt;br&gt;Ang pribadong buhay ay biglang nagiba&lt;br&gt;Nalaman niya ito at ito ay nakasama&lt;br&gt;Lahat ay nawala ng isang iglap&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Simula noon ay nawala ang aming pakikipag-ugnayan&lt;br&gt;Lubos kong pinagsisihan aking aking kasalanan&lt;br&gt;Ngayo'y ako'y humihingi ng paumanhin&lt;br&gt;At nagpahayag ng totoong nararamdamdaman&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hindi ko akalaing parang parusa ang lahat&lt;br&gt;Tila ginapos ang aking puso sa aking naidulot&lt;br&gt;At dumadaing ng isang paglaya&lt;br&gt;Ang mundo ko'y nawalan ng islang nagbibigay ligaya&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Siya ay nakatatak na sa aking puso&lt;br&gt;At lubos na nagsisisi sa pagkakabigo&lt;br&gt;Iisa na lamang ang natitira sa alaala&lt;br&gt;Alaalang hindi na mauulit kailan pa man&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/1314688161566989430-6922979756904934648?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/6922979756904934648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=6922979756904934648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6922979756904934648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6922979756904934648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/10/untitled-walang-title.html' title='Untitled (Walang Title)'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-2346444848254773595</id><published>2008-10-12T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:39:26.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlimited DOTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;wow... I really can't believe myself that I've played DOTA for 7 hours straight... When I mean straight it simply signifies that there are no CR breaking, no eating of foods, no drinking of stuffs, and no standing on my chair... hahaha... I must say I was a certified ADIK that time... It was so sudden that we've played for such a long time...  Maybe we just enjoyed so much that we've stayed that long just to play and play... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've played DOTA together with my brother, Lizardo brothers (Kuya Vinz, and Japoy), Yanyan and his brother, Sir Mark and his brother Sir JR, Sir Alex, and Sir Dindo (in short some of my TaeKwonDo friends and seniors)... It seems I just go to work on a night shift that time because we've played from 8 pm - 3 am... But this time, it's not work... All we need to do is play and play... hahaha... By the way, we've played at the back of UST and we've only payed Php 100... hahaha... The name of the place was Pacific Suites...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But before all of the play thingys, My brother and I had an adventure around the Manila area... We got lost in finding UST because my brother wanted to ride the Dapitan jeepney... Since I don't know to go to UST via Dapitan Jeepney, I asked my brother to lead the way... It resulted to going down to Mayon... (what?? it was very far isn't it...) It was not yet finished that time... we've walked until we reached rotonda and rode another jeepney and went down in front of UST... we've walked again and again just to find the Pacific Suites... hahaha... All in all, I guess we've walked at around 3 kilometers that time.... hehehe...&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/1314688161566989430-2346444848254773595?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/2346444848254773595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=2346444848254773595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2346444848254773595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2346444848254773595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/10/unlimited-dota.html' title='Unlimited DOTA'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4427079907489031444</id><published>2008-10-12T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T01:46:43.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MITECCEAA Alumni Homecoming 2008</title><content type='html'>  &lt;img src="http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo148/mitecceaa/MitAdReleased/IMG_2280_add.jpg" width="500" height="500"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;MITECCEAA will be having its 10th Alumni Homecoming on Saturday November 15, 2008 from 6:00PM to 12-00 midnight at Mapua Institute of Technology Gymnasium with the theme 'Big at 10 Party'. Major events include the raffle of 10 gadgets on our 10th year anniversary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Please support our homecoming party. See you there! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&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/1314688161566989430-4427079907489031444?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4427079907489031444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4427079907489031444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4427079907489031444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4427079907489031444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/10/mitecceaa-alumni-homecoming-2008.html' title='MITECCEAA Alumni Homecoming 2008'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i370.photobucket.com/albums/oo148/mitecceaa/MitAdReleased/th_IMG_2280_add.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-3103560185271623449</id><published>2008-09-30T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T14:38:00.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs For My Pasts</title><content type='html'>well my love story seems to be so redundant... they always come and go... leaving me behind or probably i'm leaving them behind... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;you'll see break up songs for sure...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;for my first... "Sana Maulit Muli" well... story behind that because we've met at MTAP (a math wizard training pool...) At first I thought it was just puppy love since we're just young ones back then... but then, it evolved as true love... sad part is that her parents told her that they will be migrating to US... that was the time she left me...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;for my second... "Kahit Isang Saglit" it was really my fault on why we broke up... due to the fact that i'm always late with our lots of date... anyway... no need to expound... there was a line in the song "Sana ika'y muling makita ko..." --&gt; it came true... but then when i saw her, she already had a new one and what sadden me most is that ummmm.... don't want to say it... She was now in US...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;for my supposedly third 1... "Art of Letting Go" my best friends and some of my friends knew about this story... A La Sallian girl who also loved me but then posed a question that made me formulate that song... I loved the girl so much but because of her question, everything changed... I dunno what is happening right now to her...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;for my supposedly third 2... "Art of Letting Go" same song but different approach... hehehe... i thought this would only happen in telenovelas but it came into reality... I should've said I loved her but then she fell asleep in front of my eyes which means she didn't hear it... I've told to myself it's not yet time to tell her but the love slowly faded...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;for my third... "Take A Bow (Male version)" i still can't accept it totally... or should i say bitter due to the fact same story happened again she was in US... i was here in the Philippines... &lt;br&gt;waaaahhhh....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway... why did i came up with this blog post?? some happenings triggered it much... T_T&lt;br&gt;another stolen kiss from a gay passenger at the train... damn! (it happens to me over and over again...) T_T&lt;br&gt;people teasing me with somebody whom i know he/she is gay... (why are they teasing me?? cause they call me "gay magnet" and some folks at the call center while inside the elevator winks at me all the time and they can see it... that's why they call me such.... T_T )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-3103560185271623449?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/3103560185271623449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=3103560185271623449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/3103560185271623449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/3103560185271623449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/09/songs-for-my-pasts.html' title='Songs For My Pasts'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-831571270925974681</id><published>2008-09-11T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T08:21:32.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Joke Day!</title><content type='html'>This is what I consider A JOKE DAY... why?&lt;br&gt;Here are my reason list... hehehe....&lt;br&gt;1.  Instead of placing facial wash in my face while taking a bath, I put hair conditioner&lt;br&gt;2.  I've placed an apple in the frying pan and fry itwithout knowing why...&lt;br&gt;3.  While I'm inside the train, I suddenly stood up even if I will not leave the train yet... (note that the train is still moving and there will be 3 more stations before my destination...)&lt;br&gt;4.  I woke up late and I've never heard my alarm sounded... In addition, I just stared up high when I woke up without thinking about anything...&lt;br&gt;5.  I'm wondering why are all of the lights at home are open... I've remembered that I closed it all before I went to sleep...&lt;br&gt;6.  Somebody called at home and I answered... "Hello this is Gino, how may I help you?" &lt;with accents&gt;... It was a wrong number...&lt;br&gt;7.  I've ran out of our house because of one cockroach that chased me crawling and flying fast...&lt;br&gt;8.  Left the house without even drinking water...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;well... I don't know what had happened... Maybe, my mind was like a sleepwalker today... hehehe... @_@&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-831571270925974681?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/831571270925974681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=831571270925974681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/831571270925974681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/831571270925974681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-joke-day.html' title='What A Joke Day!'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8283692916134779624</id><published>2008-09-03T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:26:26.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panatang Maka-DOTA</title><content type='html'>hahaha...&lt;br&gt;got this from Jeric... &lt;br&gt;it made me laugh a bit... hehe... (cause laughing aloud is prohibited in the office... hahaha...)&lt;br&gt;thanks bro!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Panatang maka-dota&lt;br&gt;Iniibig ko ang larong dota&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Isinilang ako para maglaro ng dota.&lt;br&gt;Ito ang larong ipapasa ko sa akng mga&lt;br&gt;Susunod na salinglahi.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang hero ko ay kanyang kinukupkop&lt;br&gt;At tinutulungan&lt;br&gt;Upang maging malakas, matatag at&lt;br&gt;Kapakipakinabang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bilang ganti ay kakarnehin ko ang mga&lt;br&gt;Kalaban kong hero.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Paglilingkuran ko ang napili kong base&lt;br&gt;Ipagtatnggol ko ang aking base kahit&lt;br&gt;Na mag-mega creeps pa ito.&lt;br&gt;Hindi ko pipindutin ang f10 kahit na&lt;br&gt;Matatalo na kami.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sisikapin kong maging isang tunay na&lt;br&gt;Maka-dota sa isip...sa salita...at sa gawa&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-8283692916134779624?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8283692916134779624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8283692916134779624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8283692916134779624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8283692916134779624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/09/panatang-maka-dota.html' title='Panatang Maka-DOTA'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-2965691506708662364</id><published>2008-09-02T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T17:18:40.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall I Be Proud or Be Scared?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Shall I be proud or be scared on what had happened yesterday??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;well... this is the first time I've encountered that certain person which made me thought of that question...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;this is what had happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;while I was waiting for the time to go to the office, I sat down in a bench inside Mall of Asia... suddenly, one girl approached me and asked permission of mine to take a picture with her... I suddenly asked myself: "Is this another Wow Mali trick?"... Even so, I accepted her request without even knowing what she'll do with that picture...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;A few minutes passed... A boy/girl (or shall I say gay) approached me and sat beside me... It freaked me out when he/she started to say my whole name, my parents and my brother's name too... I started to ask him/her how did he/she knew about that... He/she then uttered: "Di ba kamaganak mo ang mga Diaz yung beauty queen at ung mga artista katulad nila Robin DaRosa at yung nalink kay Richard Guttierez dati?" When he/she told that I told myself: "shef! Wait lang... Only a few person knew about my bloodline and I'm not spreading it... Di ko nga un pinagkakalat kasi for sure wala naman maniniwala..." From a good type of guy, I started to become the "suplado" type of guy... I comboed him/her with a series of questions... Instead of answering the questions, he/she added another info about me... "Di ba Taekwondonista ka dati at dami mo nga medal (he/she even told the figures)..." I was super duper shocked and said to myself... "WAAAAHHHH!!!! STALKER!!!" After hearing such words, I just left and walked around a bit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Most probably he/she knows about my blogsites or probably reading this right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Now tell me shall I be proud or be scared??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-2965691506708662364?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/2965691506708662364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=2965691506708662364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2965691506708662364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2965691506708662364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/09/shall-i-be-proud-or-be-scared.html' title='Shall I Be Proud or Be Scared?'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8781286697238197407</id><published>2008-08-19T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T07:37:19.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taekwondo Jins - The Only Chance For The Dreamed Olympic Gold Medal</title><content type='html'>Several Filipino athletes have tried their best to bag a gold in some of the events in the Olympics but then all of them failed... Only the Taekwondo Jins are left to bag a dream gold medal for the Philippines... Sir Tsomlee Go will be fighting a few hours from now and he had a nice draw... All of his possible opponents in his bracket in the fighting diagram have already been beaten by him a couple of times during the past years... This would mean that he has a very high possibiliy of bagging a medal... &lt;br&gt;On the other hand, Toni Rivero had a nightmare in her draw... if she would win her first fight, she will possibly be facing a Korean... From what I know about Toni as her former teammate in Philippine Team (former because I'm not training anymore... hahaha... or I've been training but can be counted in fingers...), she still has "daga"(used term if we were nervous...)  when it comes to fighting with Koreans... Of course all of us still has that even for a bit due to the fact that Taekwondo is just a PE class for them and it is a requirement for them... Korea is also the birthplace of Taekwondo...&lt;br&gt;We were hoping that the corner judge as well as the head of the court would be fair in giving scores to our athletes... This is a very common issue when it comes to Taekwondo event... Summing it up with the word "PREJUDICE"...&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/1314688161566989430-8781286697238197407?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8781286697238197407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8781286697238197407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8781286697238197407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8781286697238197407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/08/taekwondo-jins-only-chance-for-dreamed.html' title='Taekwondo Jins - The Only Chance For The Dreamed Olympic Gold Medal'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4505599706732599900</id><published>2008-08-18T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T12:48:42.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Conyomandments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ten Conyomandments&lt;br&gt;by Gerry Avelino and Arik Abu&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;1.  Thou shall make gamit "make+pandiwa".&lt;br&gt;ex. "Let's make pasok na to our class!"&lt;br&gt;      "Wait lang! I'm making kain pa!"&lt;br&gt;      "Come on na, we can't make hintay anymore! It's in Andrew pa, you know?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Thou shall make kalat "noh", "diba" and "eh" in your pangungusap.&lt;br&gt;ex. "I don't like to make lakad in the baha nga, no? Eh diba it's like, so eew, diba?"&lt;br&gt;      "What ba: stop nga being maarte noh?"&lt;br&gt;      "Eh as if you want naman also, diba?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. When making describe a whatever, always say "It's SO pang-uri!"&lt;br&gt;ex. "It's so malaki, you know, and so mainit!"&lt;br&gt;      "I know right? So sarap nga, eh!"&lt;br&gt;      "You're making me inggit naman.. I'll make bili nga my own burger."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. When you are lalaki, make parang punctuation "dude", 'tsong" or "pare"&lt;br&gt;ex. "Dude, Communications is so hirap, pare."&lt;br&gt;      "I know, tsong, I got bagsak nga in quiz one, eh"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. Thou shall know you know? I know right!&lt;br&gt;ex. "My bag is so bigat today, you know"&lt;br&gt;      "I know, right! We have to make dala pa kasi the jumbo Physics book eh!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Make gawa the plural of pangngalans like in English or Spanish.&lt;br&gt;ex. "I have so many tigyawats, oh!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Like, when you can make kaya, always use like. Like, I know right?&lt;br&gt;ex. "Like, it's so init naman!"&lt;br&gt;      "Yah! The aircon, it's, like sira!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Make yourself feel so galing by translating the last word of your sentence, you know, your pangungusap?&lt;br&gt;ex. "Kakainis naman in the LRT! How plenty tao, you know, people?"&lt;br&gt;      "It's so tight nga there, eh, you know, masikip?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Make gamit of plenty abbreviations, you know, daglat?"&lt;br&gt;ex. "Like, OMG! It's like traffic sa LRT"&lt;br&gt;      "I know right? It's so kaka!"&lt;br&gt;      "Kaka?"&lt;br&gt;      "Kakaasar!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Make gamit the pinakamaarte voice and pronunciation you have para full effect!&lt;br&gt;ex. "I'm, like, making aral at the Arrhneo!"&lt;br&gt;      "Me naman, I'm from Lazzahl!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I make nakaw this blog to Manelle cause it's so kakatuwa and I rinig it to the radio (Boys Night Out) and it made me tawa to the max dude! hahahaha... It's like I can relate to this one ah! Lalo na sa "It's so KAKA!" hahaha... I make use of it araw-araw dude! hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-4505599706732599900?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4505599706732599900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4505599706732599900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4505599706732599900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4505599706732599900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/08/ten-conyomandments.html' title='Ten Conyomandments'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-2821910395386495924</id><published>2008-08-03T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T03:12:20.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Going To Miss</title><content type='html'>Time passes really so fast that I couldn't believe I would be leaving the country I started to love... USA... I'm counting hours till I'll be back to my home country... It painted lots of pictures in my head that I'm surely going to miss... &lt;br&gt;I'm going to MISS&lt;br&gt;   - gaining so much weight that I became body conscious...&lt;br&gt;   - losing 10 pounds in just 1 week without knowing what have I done...&lt;br&gt;   - jumping a two storey high platform to a pure water spring at Wakulla...&lt;br&gt;   - going to Disney and Universal Studios...&lt;br&gt;   - meeting my cousins I haven't known and haven't seen for a long long time...&lt;br&gt;   - having a bubble bath or spa every night...&lt;br&gt;   - seeing my childhood favorite Mickey Mouse...&lt;br&gt;   - going to the haunted house at Universal Studios Hollywood which is really nerve     &lt;br&gt;    wracking...&lt;br&gt;   - seeing the Hollywood which disappointed me due to garbages around...&lt;br&gt;   - the thrilling fun rides I've rode...&lt;br&gt;   - shopping every week...&lt;br&gt;   - calling me a young boy (i was always mistaken to a 13-15 yr. old boy...)&lt;br&gt;   - lots of trips every week...&lt;br&gt;   - long drives...&lt;br&gt;   - eating my favorite white chunks chips ahoy...&lt;br&gt;   - THURSDAY... ---&gt; night life plus BBQ Party&lt;br&gt;   - speaking in English everyday...&lt;br&gt;   - my three weeks girlfriend (yep! you've read it right! if you would want to know what             &lt;br&gt;    happened PM me... hehehe... )&lt;br&gt;   - my big room...&lt;br&gt;   - one of my boss who calls me David Archuleta&lt;br&gt;   - one of the Americans whom I've worked with who calls me Donny Osmond... (cause she''ve seen the video where I sang in front of the big crowd...)&lt;br&gt;   - stage fright the popped again when my American bosses pushed me on the stage (they call it karaoke...) and sang... (same old story... the Crazy For You song did it again to me... T_T)&lt;br&gt;   - my closest American at work where he taught me to play Poker... &lt;br&gt;   - the beaches with super waves...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and others... hahaha... so many things that I can't write them all... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;BYE USA! Hope to see you again some time... hehehe...&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/1314688161566989430-2821910395386495924?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/2821910395386495924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=2821910395386495924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2821910395386495924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2821910395386495924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-i-going-to-miss.html' title='What I&amp;#39;m Going To Miss'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-6671195290795420617</id><published>2008-06-30T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T07:58:25.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MisFortune Cookie</title><content type='html'>The past two weeks has been a total disaster for me brought by one fortune cookie (or I might say misfortune cookie)  that I got at Lucy Ho's Chinese Buffet Restaurant (a recommended place to eat here at Tallahassee)... It says at the cookie that "Good things will not come to you in some weeks prepare for the worst.." My first reaction about what I have seen is "Huh? What? Oh well it's just a mere fortune cookie..." It proved me wrong! Really wrong!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I got out of the restaurant, my misfortunes started like slipping off the floor, having a very slow kart at the GoKart Stations, receiving only 1 ticket at the Deal or No Deal game in FunStation, not having a free spin at the Wheel of Fortune game while others get to have it, and others. There were two things I won't forget brought by that damn misfortune cookie. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First was I got a BOO sign from beautiful girls in the place they consider as Karaoke Bar... This was brought by my forever f***k stage fright when it comes to singing to people... Why did I sang a song?? Cause we (together with my team lead) were forced to sing because in that way our bosses would be happy... T_T&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lastly, I got corrected with my diction for the first time here in the US... I am pronuncing the place called Wacissa during my chit chat with one of the team leads here (my neighboring cube), which we normally do everyday and she corrected me with matching hand gestures... She said it should be Wa(schwa)cissa not Wacissa... amf! hehehe... After she corrected me, I started to stammer... T_T&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I still don't know if the misfortune cookie was still in effect... waaahhh... hehehe... T_T&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/1314688161566989430-6671195290795420617?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/6671195290795420617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=6671195290795420617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6671195290795420617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6671195290795420617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/06/misfortune-cookie.html' title='MisFortune Cookie'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-674709076819608530</id><published>2008-06-30T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T07:38:25.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused Nationality</title><content type='html'>I've been away from my home country for several months already and i'm starting to get used to the environment i've been to right now... There are no air pollution (aside from the smoke emitted by cigarettes) and I seldom got colds in this place (only reason behind it is due to a very cold weather when it rains.) Rains in this place are called thunderstorms which equates to signal number 1 or 2 at the Philippines... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway... Most people around here are getting confused about my nationality... None of them has given me a right nationality... Most of them sees me as a JAPANESE person... Some of them are accusing me a MALAYSIAN, AMERICAN FROM HAWAII, SPANISH, and KOREAN... hehehe...&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/1314688161566989430-674709076819608530?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/674709076819608530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=674709076819608530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/674709076819608530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/674709076819608530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/06/confused-nationality.html' title='Confused Nationality'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-6889867801860498152</id><published>2008-06-11T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T15:46:37.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged Again By Kring naman... T_T</title><content type='html'>I want to know 34 things about you. I don't care if we never talk, if you're more of a lurker, or if we already know everything about each other.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;BE HONEST! Answer the questions in your blog, then tag FOUR people!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1) Are you currently in a serious relationship? NO...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2) What was your dream growing up? Be in every places all over the world...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3) What talent do you wish you had?  all talents i don't have...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4) If I bought you a drink what would it be?  Milkshake at Chick Fil A or Margarita... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5) Favorite vegetable? Kangkong...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6) What was the last book you read? SAMS Teach Yourself Java... T_T&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7) What's your zodiac sign? Aquarius...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8) Any tattoos and/or piercings? None...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9) Worst habit? Eat and eat while thinking...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10) If you saw me walking down the street, would you offer me a ride? wokie... :D&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11) What is your favorite sport? soccer...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12) Do you have a negative or optimistic attitude? hmmm... both... but mostly optimistic attitude...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me? Chit chat... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14) Worst thing to ever happen to you? Magmukhang Tanga sa harap ng madaming tao...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15) Tell me one weird fact about you. I am afraid of cockroaches but I am not afraid of snakes... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16) Do you have any pets? Yes!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly? wokie...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18) What was your first impression of me? kikay... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary? None... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be? Be slim again like in high school or first/second year college...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience? crime partner...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22) What color eyes do you have? dark brown...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23) Ever been arrested? No!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24) Bottle or can soda? Bottle...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it? Plan vacations all over the world...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26) What's your favorite place to hang at? Beach!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;27) Do you believe in ghosts? Yes!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;28) Favorite thing to do in your spare time? Everything that is not boring to do...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;29) Do you swear a lot? Not much...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;30) Biggest pet peeve? barking in the middle of the night...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;31) In one word, how would you describe yourself? Kawaii... ^_^&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;32) Do you believe/appreciate romance? Yes!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;33) Do you believe in God? Yes!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;34) Who are the FOUR people you're tagging? sawa na ko magtag... kahit sino... hahaha... =P &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/1314688161566989430-6889867801860498152?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/6889867801860498152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=6889867801860498152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6889867801860498152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6889867801860498152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged-again-by-kring-naman-tt.html' title='Tagged Again By Kring naman... T_T'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8699158529554902203</id><published>2008-06-09T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T12:43:40.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Random Facts ver. 2 tagged by Debbie... T_T</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged over and over again... hahaha... i'm changing my 10 random fact about me... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10 super random facts about me..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rules :&lt;br&gt;1. Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about himself/herself.&lt;br&gt;2. Bloggers tagged need to write ten things and post the rules.&lt;br&gt;3.At the end of the blog, you need to choose ten people you're going to tag and list their names.&lt;br&gt;4. Don't forget to comment to their site that they're tagged.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;****************&lt;br&gt;FACT 1:&lt;br&gt;I love to dance and I'm into dance when I was in high school...&lt;br&gt;FACT 2:&lt;br&gt;I love to have all of the console games out there... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;FACT 3:&lt;br&gt;I love gadgets but gadgets doesn't love me... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;FACT 4:&lt;br&gt;I've been a St. Francis Youth Award Nominee in high school... It was the highest form of award in our school (much higher than the valedictorian...)&lt;br&gt;FACT 5:&lt;br&gt;I'd rather sleep sitting than sleeping on the floor...&lt;br&gt;FACT 6:&lt;br&gt;I hate vegetables but I do eat vegetables in pansit and sinigang... hehehe... I do also eat ampalaya... any other vegetables are eeooww... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;FACT 7:&lt;br&gt;My mind tends to think more when I am eating chips or any type of snacks...&lt;br&gt;FACT 8:&lt;br&gt;I can see ghost but not much... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;FACT 9:&lt;br&gt;I want to roam around the world and it seems starting right now... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;FACT 10:&lt;br&gt;I tend to become vain if I would go to parties... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10 persons I would tag:&lt;br&gt;   1.  Apols&lt;br&gt;   2.  Kaye&lt;br&gt;   3.  Ekapots&lt;br&gt;   4.  Ella&lt;br&gt;   5.  Gia&lt;br&gt;   6.  Dave&lt;br&gt;   7.  Mayugs&lt;br&gt;   8.  Romeo&lt;br&gt;   9.  Xave&lt;br&gt;  10. Emman&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/1314688161566989430-8699158529554902203?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8699158529554902203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8699158529554902203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8699158529554902203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8699158529554902203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/06/10-random-facts-ver-2-tagged-by-debbie.html' title='10 Random Facts ver. 2 tagged by Debbie... T_T'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-7885126645108766579</id><published>2008-06-09T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T08:43:59.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolutionized Transformation</title><content type='html'>after staying away from home I have been revolutionized to a different extent...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Before&lt;br&gt; - I have a perfect diet&lt;br&gt; - I am just a passenger in every roadtrip looking for some sights&lt;br&gt; - I am a jolly person&lt;br&gt; - I am a smiling person&lt;br&gt; - I am a talkative person&lt;br&gt; - Talking to myself sometimes&lt;br&gt; - Don't know how to cook except fried stuffs&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now&lt;br&gt; - My diet was abnormal already due to the fact several buffets are around our place&lt;br&gt; - "Certified Map Navigator and Road Navigator" -&gt; Since I became a navigator during our trips, we never get lost... hehehe... My motto in every roadtrip... &lt;br&gt;"We are not lost. We are just finding our way to our destination." and "For ar long as there are arrows we are not lost" ^_^&lt;br&gt;So I must say... "I am the prince of the road..." hahaha... -&gt; Self Proclaimed... hahahaha... ^_^&lt;br&gt; - My jollyness has been reduced. why? Maybe I'm just not comfortable enough to everyone.&lt;br&gt; - I have become a less talkative person as well as it lessens my smiling face.&lt;br&gt; - I already know how to cook my favorite dish which is Sinigang na Baboy... hehehe... Adobo is still on the process because I ruined the Adobo I made.. (very salty due to lots of kikkoman I've placed... hahahaha...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have also experienced a very unscrupulous act recently... somebody stole my facial wash and one of my new shirts I bought... The brand of the shirt was Guess which I bought for $15 dollars... grrrr... anyway I can't do anything since it's already lost and the management of the inn keeps on telling  me: "You should keep your belongings to a safe place" DUH! Shirts are a neccessity and must not be placed to the luggage everytime it's a waste of time... AMF! If somebody stole my mickey mouse then it should be another story... bwahahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehehe... ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-7885126645108766579?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/7885126645108766579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=7885126645108766579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7885126645108766579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7885126645108766579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/06/revolutionized-transformation.html' title='Revolutionized Transformation'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4112735921694480815</id><published>2008-06-04T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T10:44:15.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Nightlife Experience outside Philippines and other stuffs.</title><content type='html'>While most of my friends are having fun at the beach or at the pool last Saturday at the Philippines, I spent my time at Orlando with the Dream Theater concert with some of my teammates at work... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;Compared to the Hard Rock in the Philippines, here is much bigger and much nicer ambiance... hehehe... We had a weird experience that time and it was my first time to do it and luckily, it was here in USA... hahaha... By the way, Hard Rock in Orlando was located at the Universal Studio grounds beside the NBA restaurant... Prices of every stuffs were so high like buying a water would cost you $3.00 already.. (which is around 120 pesos already...) hehehehe... &lt;br&gt;Anyway, the weird experience that I'm talking about is that we went there with no tickets at hand... We had an opportunity to buy it online but we decided not to and took the risk... When we arrived there, it was sold out... We thought of ways on how to earn a ticket and after sometime, somebody approached me and asked me if I'm looking for a ticket... I was shocked cause I haven't uttered a single word and yet he offered me a ticket... hehehe... After I bought a ticket to him, I realized that he has a soft voice and walks criss cross and concluded... "waaa... bakit ganun lapitin pa din ako ng mga ummmm kahit saan kahit kailan... " hahaha... By 9:00 we entered already and some front acts... Dream Theater showed up at around 10:30 pm and ended the show by 12:15 pm... Main acts in the Philippines only sing 3-5 songs but here it was 10 songs 7-10 minutes long... Dream Theater was a cool rock band... They had a keyboardist that was a monster... As well as the drummer which has three drum sets but he strikes it all... The bass guitar was cool and the lead guitar was a real monster... hahaha... The vocalist has a high range for a guy...&lt;br&gt;After the concert we watch Narnia.. it was cool... hehehe....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Adding something... hehehe... before we went to Orlando, we tried to get to the Kennedy Space Shuttle where a space shuttle launched... We failed to see the actual size of the space shuttle but we do see how it get to the space... Reason why? It's because of sooo many toll plazas that it robbed me almost 7 dollars... TRAFFIC!!! hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's all... ^_^&lt;br&gt;-=GiNpAo=- signing off...&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/1314688161566989430-4112735921694480815?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4112735921694480815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4112735921694480815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4112735921694480815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4112735921694480815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-first-nightlife-experience-outside.html' title='My First Nightlife Experience outside Philippines and other stuffs.'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8357364657613079932</id><published>2008-05-23T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T12:38:05.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UHHH MAY GOLLY GAS!!!</title><content type='html'>waaa... i'm just shocked about the news that we will be staying here at Tallahassee until August 3, 2008... waaahhh...&lt;br&gt;the normal plan is we will be leaving here by July 12, 2008 but unfortunately the big boss here told us to work here first until the date stated in the I-94 expires (which is August 3 for me...).&lt;br&gt;Mixed emotions is what I'm feeling... &lt;br&gt;I will just say the yes part and the no part is just for myself... hehehe... I was excited about the news because it means that there would be lots of places that will still be visited which means happiness... &lt;br&gt;I was not excited because... *tooot*... hahahaha... anyway just say one but I have lots in mind... hehehe... I don't know how to diet here... I tried to run but no sweat drops in my skin... hehehe... the rest of the reasons will reside in my mind... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-8357364657613079932?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8357364657613079932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8357364657613079932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8357364657613079932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8357364657613079932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/05/uhhh-may-golly-gas.html' title='UHHH MAY GOLLY GAS!!!'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-7462795103829009897</id><published>2008-05-23T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T12:28:27.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged Again</title><content type='html'>ahuhuhuhu.... this is my first blog post in multiply... coz i don't post any blogs here i post it at &lt;a href="http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ginpaov.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.... but then Janet tagged me and i don't know who to tag and where to tag except to this multiply blog... ahuhuhuhu.... achuchuchu... hahaha... anyway here it goes...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;RULES:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1) In the 8 facts about [you], share 8 things that your readers don't know about you. At the end, you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going. Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2) Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3) At the end of the post, a blogger needs to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4) Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So here goes:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Allergic ako sa init pagnafeel na ng balat kong mainit sobra red spots would come out super duper duper...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Ayaw na ayaw kong tumaba kasi hindi proportion pagtaba ko sa tiyan lang at mukha napupunta...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. I'm afraid to people who make hampas hampas at their back during sa mahal na araw... ung face nila covered by red or black bag tapos may chain clang hawak at habang naglalakad hinahampas hampas nila likod nila... eeooowww...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Namimiss ko ng magkaroon ng lablyf... hahaha... (wala ko maisip... ahuhuhu...) tsaka nung high school may kuya ako sa loob ng school.... Maro Martires is his name anak nung comedian na mahilig sumigaw... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. Pangarap ko talaga eh maging isang doctor specifically pediatrician... unfortunately... napadpad ako sa engineering... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Gustong gusto ko magTaekwondo dati kasi nakakaroam around the world and around the Philippines ako... pero pinagsawaan ko na nung tumagal kasi nainis ako puro sparing na lang ang buhay ko at medyo nawalan ako ng social life nun... hehehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Nalaglag na ko sa hagdanan when i was a child two times... hehehe... nadala ko sa ospital kasi parang may nagsasalitang balat sa baba ko... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. GiNpAo was derived from the combination of Gino and Paolo.... naderive yan nung 1st yir high school... at ako ang gumawa... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;don't pass the tag cause i've already tagged somebody... hehehe... ^_^&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/1314688161566989430-7462795103829009897?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/7462795103829009897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=7462795103829009897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7462795103829009897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7462795103829009897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/05/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged Again'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-1577071640214046015</id><published>2008-05-16T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T19:53:33.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Second Week @ Tallahassee...&lt;br /&gt;it's weekend so another blog... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;this week was a tiring daw because all of our trainors are so boring... it's like listening to Doc Sugay's (one of my professors back at Mapua that suddenly sleeps while teaching and standing in front... hehehe) lectures at class... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;like last week, our daily routine was training in the morning and shopping in the night... hehehe... and something has been added in the routine this week... party at the room before sleeping... drinking wines for me and drinking beers for them... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;today (friday), we had our last dinner at Florida with our Philippine boss because he will be leaving Florida and go to Portland... It was a happy moment... one of our bosses introduced me to the big boss because he doesn't know me yet... she told the big boss "Meet David Archuleta... the young guy who is in American Idol..." When she said that my first reaction was "HUH?" hehehe... then hanged for a moment and said hi to the big boss... hehehe... I asked her why she called me David Archuleta... she answered me that I really looked like him in the way I smile, the way I had my outfit, the way I style my hair, and even my eyes... I answered back "OK!" even if i'm still wondering... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Now the real works gonna take place next week... it's gonna be hard... hehehe... I don't want to make this blog long... hahaha... You'll be shocked on how big things are in these country compared to the Philippines when I post another set of pictures...&lt;br /&gt;We will be going to Atlanta tomorrow... yeah! another road trip and lakwatsa mode... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=GiNpAo=- signing off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-1577071640214046015?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/1577071640214046015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=1577071640214046015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/1577071640214046015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/1577071640214046015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/05/second-week-tallahassee.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8560519423053217144</id><published>2008-05-11T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T11:48:35.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...Home Away From Home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heeyaahhhh... it's been a while since I posted a new blog and a week has past since I left home and went here at Tallahassee Florida just to have training in my new work... Are you feeling any homesickness right now, Gino?  well... ummm... at some point I feel homesick but most of the time it's fine living in here... When was the time you feel homesickness? ummm... whenever I saw my food that was not rice... hahahaha... cause in here the rice was so expensive compared to the Philippines... hehehe... I don't feel homesickness most of the time because all we do was go in training at the ACS (Affiliated Computer Services) campus (they call it campus cause their office looks like several houses in a compound) and go shopping in every store at night...&lt;br /&gt;before I go skipping and skipping things... let me first start at our departure at the Los Angeles airport... by the way... in thios blog post when I say we it means that me together with my officemates... hehehe... Also, this blog post might be long cause I stuffed all my stories in my mind... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;At the LAX (Los Angeles) airport,  we first went at the immigration where the real judgement takes place... if you would think that once getting a US VISA would grant you a total access&lt;br /&gt;at the US of A... I will be giving you a big cross mark... as big as this... X... hahaha... anyway... a VISA would only permit you to go to the US of A but would not guarantee you that you can step on that land... This is where the immigration takes place... They have the right to sent you back to the Philippines or not... well for me... the immigration consul permitted me to stay at the USA until August 3, 2008... hehehe... Stories behind the consul will follow... I was a bit afraid when I faced my consul because his face looks like a panther that wants to strike you anytime but because of the Japanese Live Drama entitled Liar Game, it inspired me a lot... hahaha... I hand out some forms and started to talk (in english...) nose bleed... hahahaha... and I started to utter things like... "it seems the bee really loves you cause it wants to kiss you at the lips..." When he heard it, he told me that I am a funny guy... He also told me that I know how to get the attention of a person... (wooohh... hahaha...) I tell him my super gratitude when he stamped my passport to stay in the USA... hehehe... and he told me... your name was so long I want to rip it out so that it would fit the form properly... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Since we are at the LAX airport and our real destination is Tallahassee Florida, we had a connecting flight scheduled... The airplane we rode from the Philippines up to LAX arrived at 9:30 and the connecting flight from LAX to Charlotte was 1045... Due to that short span of time... we hurried to the US Airways counter... from where we arrived, it was a long walk to the very cold street... You will feel the very cold wind touching your skin once outside the LAX airport... how cold is cold? It is far colder than the winds at Bagiuo... hehehe... while walking, I was freezing to death... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Luckily, we arrived at the US Airways counter on time... hehehe... We are the only Filipinos aboard the airplane... Once in Charlotte, we had an another connecting flight but this time it will take us to our real destination which is Tallahassee... but it was a long wait... hehehe... I took a walk for a while... and I still consider Charlotte as a nice place... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;The time has come to ride another airplane... This time, the flight was delayed due to the fact that the first officer was not yet there at Charlotte... hehehe... At last we were at Tallahassee... Before I left the Philippines, I expected Tallahassee to be a city full of tall buildings because it was the capital of Florida but I was wrong... Instead of tall buildings, I saw tall trees... I said to myself... "Tallahassee was not a city but a province..." but don't let the looks fool you... Their facility was so hitech... There was a security facility where it was a bit funny... why? it is because people who saw us laughed at us as well as the security personnel... hehehe... inside the Tallahassee airport was so full of sensors... it includes the sensor at the door wherein we posed just for a second and a voice suddenly shouted at us... "Get Away from the exit NOW" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;with conviction=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;... hehehehe... Imagine a computer shouting at you... That what I felt that time... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;We finally arrived to where we will stay... The residence inn where we are staying right now is Marriott Residence Inn... This inn was so cool... hahahaha... I will be posting some pictures some time... hehehe... Just a glimpse... in every bathroom, there is a bathtub... free breakfast... free merienda/dinner... swimming pool... mini gym... and others... hehehe... I unpacked my things then one of us invited everyone to go in the nearest grocery... hehehe... a little fast forward... The next day it was our first day at the office... all of them were old... some of them were nice but one of them is not... hehehe... we stayed and listened at the office and right after the office hour, we went at one of the department stores at Tallahassee (but they call it a mall already)... hehehe... I never expected that shopping would be a part of my everyday life here... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;here at Tallahassee, I already bought the following things:&lt;br /&gt;    1.   1 Jeans&lt;br /&gt;    2.   1 Polo Shirt&lt;br /&gt;    3.    2 T-Shirts&lt;br /&gt;    4.   Album of Marie Digby&lt;br /&gt;   5.    and others... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I've also done some Bungee Jumping at the Tallahassee Mall... it looks like a Gaisano Mall for me... fyi... Gaisano Mall is a mall at the Visayas Region... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Saturday came... We decided to go at Jacksonville... cause Tallahassee was a boring place... hehehe... I've spent $500 dollars at Jacksonville... ahuhuhuhu... Jacksonville was a nice place... compared to Tallahassee... hehehe... I said to myself... "How I wish ACS should reside at Jacksonville instead at Tallahassee..." At Jacksonville, we went at St. John's Town Center and at St. Augustine... All day was a shopping day... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;The things I bought are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;    1.    Sony Cybershot Digital Camera W120 with casing and 1gb memory card&lt;br /&gt;    2.    A bag for mom&lt;br /&gt;    3.    Pants for dad&lt;br /&gt;    4.   2 Chuck Taylors (one for me and one for my brother)&lt;br /&gt;    5.    Aeropostale perfume&lt;br /&gt;    6.    Oakley sunglass&lt;br /&gt;It should've been more... but I really pushed my limit break just to stop shopping cause it's still first week but I've already spent 500 dollars with just one day... hehehe... but I am still targetting several things at Jacksonville like... Calvin Klein jeans and polo shirt... Vann stuffs... another sunglasses... and others... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm starting to think that I should've been doing blogpost every day... hahaha.. cause this blogpost is getting longer and longer...&lt;br /&gt;since it's a bit long already I am finalizing my post with some comparisons in mind... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the Philippines...&lt;br /&gt;1.  Tallahassee or any other state that I've been to is much cleaner....&lt;br /&gt;2.  Tallahassee or any other state that I've been to has disciplined people...&lt;br /&gt;3.  You can rob things at the mall and they don't mind... (very true... they really trust each people... ) proof?? at the restaurant we've been to.. we ate fist before paying... and paying would be at the counter... meaning... you can walk out the restaurant without even paying...&lt;br /&gt;4.  US people are very sociable... if in the Philippines we've been taught not to talk to strangers... here at USA... "You can talk to strangers for a long as they don't hurt you..."&lt;br /&gt;5.  US people are so friendly... I am starting to get used to greeting people good mornings even if I don't know them or even have a chit chat without even knowing their names... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am really craving for rice... cause Rice is not a neccessity here at USA...&lt;br /&gt;7.  Burgers are much bigger here at USA than ours...&lt;br /&gt;8.  Servings here at USA is much greater than ours... Every meal can be eaten by two or three persons already...&lt;br /&gt;9.  US people has big waistlines... instead of having a coke body... they are having a pig body... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;10.Most of them were slangs... hahahaha... I can hear many schwa sounds... missing R's...&lt;br /&gt;11.There are many JOLOGS people around the mall...&lt;br /&gt;12.People have the right of way... that's the golden rule in every street here at US...&lt;br /&gt;13.Time is precious...&lt;br /&gt;14.Sale events is truly a sale event... the minimum sale i've seen so far is 30% up to 90% discount... like an adidas jacket... from $40 the price became $5... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;15.Malls has less people compared to malls at Philippines where a bunch of people are inside...&lt;br /&gt;16.If in the Philippines, you will find a hard time looking for a seat at Mcdonalds... well here at USA... Mcdonalds was most of the time has a sit... meaning it won't be full of people...&lt;br /&gt;17.Lunch Buffet = Burger at Burger King&lt;br /&gt;18.No night life... T_T&lt;br /&gt;19.Only a few CHECK girls... T_T&lt;br /&gt;20.Sun was still up until 8:30 to 9:00 pm... 6:00 pm is just like 3:00 pm at the Philippines... 8:00 pm is just like 6:00 pm... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;21.No traffic even if there were lots of cars in here...&lt;br /&gt;22.Mercedez Benz was just a normal car.. even the Jaguar was just a normal car here...&lt;br /&gt;23.Speed measurement is not kph but mph (miles per hour)&lt;br /&gt;24.Infrastructures was so nice here and also the buses was so cool&lt;br /&gt;25.I'm gaining weight... even if I'm craving for rice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will follow... hehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;-=GiNpAo=- signing off...  ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/with&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-8560519423053217144?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8560519423053217144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8560519423053217144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8560519423053217144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8560519423053217144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-away-from-home.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-7619540358183047175</id><published>2008-04-18T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T07:35:33.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>... I Won A Gold Ticket ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;nyahaha... that's what I felt when I am inside the US embassy right after the interview with the consul... hehehe... mala American Idol... hahaha... before going to the consul for an interview, several tasks were made and it feels like walking in the calvary... hehehe... first line was to wait for time to come... Next sacrifice was to wait for the document to be fixed by the fixer... Followed by the fingerprinting then the consul at last...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I arrived 8:00 am at the US embassy... I've waited for another 30 minutes just to begin the process even if the schedule is 9:00 am... Once inside, me and one girl (forgot her name... hahaha...) got lost cause we didn't read the step one banner and we directly fall in line at the step two... hahaha... luckily, one concerned applicant told us that we should be at step 1 first and we should head to the embassy pavillion... hehehe... fyi: the beverages as well as some snacks cost three times the original price... hahaha... anyway, somebody fixed our documents and attached a yellow lengthwise paper to my passport (it would determine if you will be approved or denied when you receive a part of it...) and sat on a chair wait for our number to be called for finger printing... hehehe.. once at the finger printing section, I was a little bit frustrated with their biometric scanner since it can't detect a finger print unless you push it with might... hehehe... after then, it was time for interview at the consul... at last... an airconditioned room... hehehe... a was a little bit edgy once inside... thinking of what would i say first at the consul... what expression would I portray... do I need to smile until it reaches the ear or not... hahaha... once i faced the consul, I have an empty mind... I tried to read the mind of the consul but his mind was also blank... hahaha... oh by the way... one scary thing is that the person before me got denied and there were soo many questions handed to her... hehehe... and i've said to myself... "bahala na... kung akin eh di akin kung hindi akin eh di sa iba na lang..." hahaha... it's my turn but then the only questions i've heard:&lt;br&gt;1. What is you full name?&lt;br&gt;2. Where does your father live?&lt;br&gt;3. How about your mother?&lt;br&gt;4. Have any relationships right now? (damn... ouch!!!)&lt;br&gt;5. How long you've been working at ACS?&lt;br&gt;6. What would you do at US?&lt;br&gt;7. What kind of training will you be receiving?&lt;br&gt;That's all for 3 minutes... compared to the person before me who stood at the consul for 15 minutes already...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's enough of the stories... hahaha.. let's go to some hilarious part that i've made... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;Before going to the US embassy, I made sure that I wore all of my lucky charms and bring monkey with me... hahaha... here's the picture of my monkey the lucky charm...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;cute isn't it? hahaha... monkey helped got through several trials already... it makes me feel ok when I feel nervous by squeezing it... hahaha... My mom got a little curious with me that time telling me... "Interview na nga lang magdadala pa ng laruan..." hahaha... When I am in the fingerprinting section, all of my hands are wet I don't know why but after the fingerprinting, my hands suddenly dried... hehehe... Before I faced the consul, I started to talk to myself again and I was noticed by my person beside me telling me "are you ok??" hahaha... When I faced the consul, I struggled with what stance will I stand... It resulted to "pacute effect" hahaha... like... removing one button from my polo had a seductive smile even if the consul is a guy... but it was effective... nyahahaha... conclusion: it's all in the charisma... I do have a charismatic aura not only for gays but also for oldies... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Another thing... as I have observed my number that time was 8 which I consider a lucky number... my number at the line was 2858... I have number 8 in my renewed passport... i went to consul no. 8... when I pay the delivery fee I received no. 178... isn't it coincidence... all of it has an 8 on it... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;After all of such things happened to the US embassy... I would like to thank my sponsors who provided me the lucky charms...&lt;br&gt;1. Guess for my polo...&lt;br&gt;2. Polo for my slocks...&lt;br&gt;3. Bead Shop for Light Bulb pendant with my name in it carved in a rice...&lt;br&gt;4. Silverworks for my necklace having the light bulb pendant...&lt;br&gt;5. Ponds for my facial powder so that my face won't become oily just for that day (my mom told me to place that thing... but it was cool though...)&lt;br&gt;6. Gatsby wax for keeping my hair stay as it is so that I would look good...&lt;br&gt;7. Mario D Boro for my shoes...&lt;br&gt;8. Bohol for giving me monkey when we visited the chocolate hills...&lt;br&gt;9. Burlington for my socks... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Sean Kingston for giving me a thanksgiving concert... hahaha... FEELING!!! anyway... finally i've seen Sean Kingston and he was soo fat like he was carrying tons and tons of pigs inside his body... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-= GiNpAo =- signing off...  &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/1314688161566989430-7619540358183047175?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/7619540358183047175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=7619540358183047175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7619540358183047175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7619540358183047175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-won-gold-ticket.html' title='... I Won A Gold Ticket ...'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4202803624517700222</id><published>2008-04-17T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:27:11.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;... I won a gold ticket ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nyahaha... that's what I felt when I am inside the US embassy right after the interview with the consul... hehehe... before going to the consul for an interview, several tasks were made and it feels like walking in the calvary... hehehe... first line was to wait for time to come... Next sacrifice was to wait for the document to be fixed by the fixer... Followed by the fingerprinting then the consul at last... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived 8:00 am at the US embassy... I've waited for another 30 minutes just to begin the process even if the schedule is 9:00 am... Once inside, me and one girl (forgot her name... hahaha...) got lost cause we didn't read the step one banner and we directly fall in line at the step two... hahaha... luckily, one concerned applicant told us that we should be at step 1 first and we should head to the embassy pavillion... hehehe... fyi: the beverages as well as some snacks cost three times the original price... hahaha... anyway, somebody fixed our documents and attached a yellow lengthwise paper to my passport (it would determine if you will be approved or denied when you receive a part of it...) and sat on a chair wait for our number to be called for finger printing... hehehe.. once at the finger printing section, I was a little bit frustrated with their biometric scanner since it can't detect a finger print unless you push it with might... hehehe... after then, it was time for interview at the consul... at last... an airconditioned room... hehehe... a was a little bit edgy once inside... thinking of what would i say first at the consul... what expression would I portray... do I need to smile until it reaches the ear or not... hahaha... once i faced the consul, I have an empty mind... I tried to read the mind of the consul but his mind was also blank... hahaha... oh by the way... one scary thing is that the person before me got denied and there were soo many questions handed to her... hehehe... and i've said to myself... "bahala na... kung akin eh di akin kung hindi akin eh di sa iba na lang..." hahaha... it's my turn but then the only questions i've heard:&lt;br /&gt;1. What is you full name?&lt;br /&gt;2. Where does your father live?&lt;br /&gt;3. How about your mother?&lt;br /&gt;4. Have any relationships right now? (damn... ouch!!!)&lt;br /&gt;5. How long you've been working at ACS?&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you do at US?&lt;br /&gt;7. What kind of training will you be receiving?&lt;br /&gt;That's all for 3 minutes... compared to the person before me who stood at the consul for 15 minutes already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough of the stories... hahaha.. let's go to some hilarious part that i've made... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Before going to the US embassy, I made sure that I wore all of my lucky charms and bring monkey with me... hahaha... here's the picture of my monkey the lucky charm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/SAdmbds_61I/AAAAAAAAADY/MFshzJL2SZo/s1600-h/IMGP5531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190229717583653714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/SAdmbds_61I/AAAAAAAAADY/MFshzJL2SZo/s200/IMGP5531.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cute isn't it? hahaha... monkey helped got through several trials already... it makes me feel ok when I feel nervous by squeezing it... hahaha... My mom got a little curious with me that time telling me... "Interview na nga lang magdadala pa ng laruan..." hahaha... When I am in the fingerprinting section, all of my hands are wet I don't know why but after the fingerprinting, my hands suddenly dried... hehehe... Before I faced the consul, I started to talk to myself again and I was noticed by my person beside me telling me "are you ok??" hahaha... When I faced the consul, I struggled with what stance will I stand... It resulted to "pacute effect" hahaha... like... removing one button from my polo had a seductive smile even if the consul is a guy... but it was effective... nyahahaha... conclusion: it's all in the charisma... I do have a charismatic aura not only for gays but also for oldies... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing... as I have observed my number that time was 8 which I consider a lucky number... my number at the line was 2858... I have number 8 in my renewed passport... i went to consul no. 8... when I pay the delivery fee I received no. 178... isn't it coincidence... all of it has an 8 on it... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;After all of such things happened to the US embassy... I would like to thank my sponsors who provided me the lucky charms...&lt;br /&gt;1. Guess for my polo...&lt;br /&gt;2. Polo for my slocks...&lt;br /&gt;3. Bead Shop for Light Bulb pendant with my name in it carved in a rice...&lt;br /&gt;4. Silverworks for my necklace having the light bulb pendant...&lt;br /&gt;5. Ponds for my facial powder so that my face won't become oily just for that day (my mom told me to place that thing... but it was cool though...)&lt;br /&gt;6. Gatsby wax for keeping my hair stay as it is so that I would look good...&lt;br /&gt;7. Mario D Boro for my shoes...&lt;br /&gt;8. Bohol for giving me monkey when we visited the chocolate hills...&lt;br /&gt;9. Burlington for my socks... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. Sean Kingston for giving me a thanksgiving concert... hahaha... FEELING!!! anyway... finally i've seen Sean Kingston and he was soo fat like he was carrying tons and tons of pigs inside his body... hahaha...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-= GiNpAo =- signing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-4202803624517700222?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4202803624517700222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4202803624517700222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4202803624517700222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4202803624517700222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/SAdmbds_61I/AAAAAAAAADY/MFshzJL2SZo/s72-c/IMGP5531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8889648319951540071</id><published>2008-04-09T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T05:35:07.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;... Start of Something New ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I started to work with a new job at Affiliated Computer Services... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;as expected... it was soooo  BOOORRRRIINGGGG!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;All I do in the whole 8 hours is to read and read and read and read... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Silence is killing me... I really wanted to talk aloud but it would be so unprofessional to my boss... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;My boss was a classmate of Sir Linsangan... Same body posture and buildup... same voice... hahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Realizations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;1.  There were still so many things I haven't learned in C++...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;2.  The book I am reading was not user friendly and is not advisable to use in studying at Mapua cause it's really confusing when seen... luckily, i could understand them... hehehe... (CHAMBA!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;3.  Whenever they are conversing with each other my name suddenly pops out... like... "Try natin ipasagot etong exam kay Gino total naman siya ang highest sa application period exam eh..." , "Kaya mo yan highest ka naman eh..." , "Naku dapat mahirap na project/ticket ang ibigay kay Gino highest naman yan eh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Instead of being proud of it... I'm starting to feel... DAMN!!! why do i need to be the highest one... i only wanted to be in the middle... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;4. I think I'm starting to gain weight again... cause I always eat ice cream... T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;5. The coffee maker eats me... hahaha... I really don't know how to operate that damn complicated coffee maker...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;6. I'm allergic to jollyjeep or whatever they call it... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;7.  Laptop = Work even outside the premises... I wish it would be use to own... hahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-8889648319951540071?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8889648319951540071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8889648319951540071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8889648319951540071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8889648319951540071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4014945721009139327</id><published>2008-03-31T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T08:06:31.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:150%;" &gt;... Hana Kimi Hana Kimi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... just another thing that was added recently to my list of favorites... hehehe... to be more specific... the Hana Kimi Japanese version is what i'm talking about... hehehe... for me, i thought this is much better than the chinese version... hehehe... what were the things i saw in Hana Kimi that made me put it to my list of favorites... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;first thing is that i have seen some of my traits in some of the characters there... like in Nakatsu (my fave character) where he is in the state of confusion whether he likes Komari and Ashiya... and he always talks to himself like a crazyman... hehehe... he was also a jolly man... hehehe... for me... i do also talk to myself at times and a jolly man always... hahaha... i was confused with three girls... hahaha... named *toot* , *toot*, and *toot*... hahahaha... secret.... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;next character is Sano... Sano was a silent type.... for me... i am a silent type one if and only if i am not in the mood.... hahaha... soo many characters but i must say the last character already... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... last is Ashiya... for her, I see the person who keeps on blaming himself/herself on several things... She also thinks about the things that would make different people happy... She thinks first about the status of others before herself... well... for me... i am like that... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;second thing is that it made me cry when Ashiya said goodbye to her classmates... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;third thing is that it inspired my life wherein I've been guilty for a long long time about the students I failed but when i watched the movie, it changed my way of thinking and says "It is not my fault for I have done my part already... They should've done their part also..." hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;fourth thing when Ashiya planned in leaving without the consent of anybody and suddenly all of them said goodbye without Ashiya knowing it... I'm wishing that the event should also happen to me... (ASA!!!) hahaha... but i'm still wishing... hehehe... it feels like "wow i never thought many would love me as i am..." hahaha... wala lang... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;last thing... it taught me several things in life like never give up... Do not just be contented in being a champion but be contented when you finally defeat the one who you think is much better than you... and others... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=GiNpAo=- signing off...&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO TO JAPAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahaha.... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-4014945721009139327?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4014945721009139327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4014945721009139327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4014945721009139327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4014945721009139327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-619098238270017254</id><published>2008-03-31T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T08:14:18.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hana Kimi Hana Kimi</title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 150%;"&gt;xenxa... just got addicted... hahaha...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 150%;"&gt;hehehe... just another thing that was added recently to my list of favorites... hehehe... to be more specific... the Hana Kimi Japanese version is what i'm talking about... hehehe... for me, i thought this is much better than the chinese version... hehehe... what were the things i saw in Hana Kimi that made me put it to my list of favorites... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 150%;"&gt;first thing is that i have seen some of my traits in some of the characters there... like in Nakatsu (my fave character) where he is in the state of confusion whether he likes Komari and Ashiya... and he always talks to himself like a crazyman... hehehe... he was also a jolly man... hehehe... for me... i do also talk to myself at times and a jolly man always... hahaha... i was confused with three girls... hahaha... named *toot* , *toot*, and *toot*... hahahaha... secret.... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 150%;"&gt;next character is Sano... Sano was a silent type.... for me... i am a silent type one if and only if i am not in the mood.... hahaha... soo many characters but i must say the last character already... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 150%;"&gt;hmmm... last is Ashiya... for her, I see the person who keeps on blaming himself/herself on several things... She also thinks about the things that would make different people happy... She thinks first about the status of others before herself... well... for me... i am like that... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 150%;"&gt;second thing is that it made me cry when Ashiya said goodbye to her classmates... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 150%;"&gt;third thing is that it inspired my life wherein I've been guilty for a long long time about the students I failed but when i watched the movie, it changed my way of thinking and says "It is not my fault for I have done my part already... They should've done their part also..." hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 150%;"&gt;fourth thing when Ashiya planned in leaving without the consent of anybody and suddenly all of them said goodbye without Ashiya knowing it... I'm wishing that the event should also happen to me... (ASA!!!) hahaha... but i'm still wishing... hehehe... it feels like "wow i never thought many would love me as i am..." hahaha... wala lang... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 150%;"&gt;last thing... it taught me several things in life like never give up... Do not just be contented in being a champion but be contented when you finally defeat the one who you think is much better than you... and others... hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 150%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 150%;"&gt;-=GiNpAo=- signing off...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 150%;"&gt;I WANNA GO TO JAPAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hahaha.... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-619098238270017254?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/619098238270017254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=619098238270017254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/619098238270017254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/619098238270017254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/03/hana-kimi-hana-kimi.html' title='Hana Kimi Hana Kimi'/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-6226542187024912492</id><published>2008-03-05T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T08:23:49.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... On the Spots ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long post... hahaha... several things are inside my head right now... different kinds of programs and other stuffs that wasn't my interest but suddenly became my interest due to the fact that i need to know it and to show no ignorance about any topic... hahaha... such topics are related to cars when a certain group had their defense to me as one of the panels... hehe... of course... BABAD! SABON! BANLAW! PIGA! those were the things happened because i knew on the spot anyhting about cars... hahaha... cars are their design 2 project specifically using a biometric scanner in car ignition and car lock... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another funny thing happened on the spot when i didn't planned to join Jeric and company in their overnight at Jeric's house to work with the prototype in Logic Circuits and Tronics 3... it was a Saturday night... guess what... i only have t-shirt... i don't have any other things in my bag... hahaha... ALAM NA! hahaha... at their house... instead of doing those prototypes the whole time... we've only played DOTA... taught Angelito Carpio (buo talaga eh noh... hahaha...) how to play DOTA... chit chat... observed the surroundings... sleep.. eat... hahaha... they only made the prototype on a little time... hehehe... typical attitude of a batch 2003 of Mapua... but was inherited by the batch 2005... haha... i've also met the sister and lilbro of Jeric... i must say that Jeric's young sis is a check... hahaha... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also had an on the spot client to work with a machine problem in C++ 1 cause they've told me that they really can't do it... hehehe... so being a good samaritan... assuming... hahaha... ^_^ i've made their machine problem with the help of my college friend with the minimal graphics... cause i really find graphics so hard when it comes to C++... hehehe... by the way my clients are my students this term... hehehe... and they're quite good... hehehe... of course i didn't asked for any payment... hehehe.. i don't want that... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was an on the spot job i got during this month... hehehe... the one who interviewed me was a former classmate of sir linsangan... hehe... told me that the training for their company would be in the US and he will be sending me there for about 5-6 months... quite shocking... my bones and my muscles are shaking like unsual when he keeps on saying several stuffs that makes my ears say "am so full of good things i hear... enough enough... hahaha" i am only waiting for the job offer  since he already congratulated me... it's still my decision whether to accept the job or not... i am still waiting for one more good company with the results of my exam and i think i did very well in every exam there... so if ever i got those two jobs i will be weighing them... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also... i had an on the spot feeling wherein i felt that i am really a professor already... its quite fulfilling... hahaha... why? it is because when i had my two programming laboratories and given them practical exams... nobody can answer my problems imposed to them but i can answer them... hahaha... i've realized that "wow! is this the feeling that i need to feel in order to accept that i am a professor already and i am not that guy who only watches the honor rolls go up the stage and receive their awards... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyway that's all for now... cause i really need to finish all the pending jobs i have left... due to laziness... T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^ ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pahabol... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;i've also had a realization right now (kadramahan mode... hahaha...) that i really had real friends at this point of time... and the question in my mind whenever i get EMO MODE... hahaha... "do i really have real friends? the one that would stay for me even if i'm so down??" so.. it was eliminated already in my mind... hehehe... and i was feeling sorry for being so skeptic about their existence... hehehe... and thank you thank you!  *andrama naman* *to0o0o0o0gsssshhh* *toink* hahaha... ^_^&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/1314688161566989430-6226542187024912492?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/6226542187024912492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=6226542187024912492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6226542187024912492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6226542187024912492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-6434307880905617637</id><published>2008-02-03T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T07:48:25.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;BLOG TAG&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) In the 8 facts about [you], share 8 things that your readers don't know about you. At the end, you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going. Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;br /&gt;2) Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3) At the end of the post, a blogger needs to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;4) Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Allergic ako sa init pagnafeel na ng balat kong mainit sobra red spots would come out super duper duper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Ayaw na ayaw kong tumaba kasi hindi proportion pagtaba ko sa tiyan lang at mukha napupunta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm afraid to people who make hampas hampas at their back during sa mahal na araw... ung face nila covered by red or black bag tapos may chain clang hawak at habang naglalakad hinahampas hampas nila likod nila... eeooowww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Namimiss ko ng magkaroon ng lablyf... hahaha... (wala ko maisip... ahuhuhu...) tsaka nung high school may kuya ako sa loob ng school.... Maro Martires is his name anak nung comedian na mahilig sumigaw... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Pangarap ko talaga eh maging isang doctor specifically pediatrician... unfortunately... napadpad ako sa engineering... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Gustong gusto ko magTaekwondo dati kasi nakakaroam around the world and around the Philippines ako... pero pinagsawaan ko na nung tumagal kasi nainis ako puro sparing na lang ang buhay ko at medyo nawalan ako ng social life nun... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Nalaglag na ko sa hagdanan when i was a child two times... hehehe... nadala ko sa ospital kasi parang may nagsasalitang balat sa baba ko... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. GiNpAo was derived from the combination of Gino and Paolo.... naderive yan nung 1st yir high school... at ako ang gumawa... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!to0o0o0o0g0o0o0o0o0ssshhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;MagTaTag na ko... hahaha.... hmmm... buuin ko pangalan... nyahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Krystal Camille Francisco...&lt;br /&gt;2. Lonida Young...&lt;br /&gt;3. April Grace Joren...&lt;br /&gt;4. Jonathan Eric Defante...&lt;br /&gt;5. Xylem Nifritiri Grejalde...&lt;br /&gt;6. Erica Jovel Ortiz...&lt;br /&gt;7. Ate Pam Muncal-Abueg...&lt;br /&gt;8. Romeo Nerida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes... tapos na... hahaha...&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/1314688161566989430-6434307880905617637?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/6434307880905617637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=6434307880905617637&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6434307880905617637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6434307880905617637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-tag-rules-1-in-8-facts-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-361778575514244233</id><published>2008-01-31T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T08:04:59.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;... Days Before the Day ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ya know there's some kinda virus spreading in Mapua like some kinda English slang and parang nahawa ata ako... hahaha... anyway... as I have observed, which don't observe naturally I've noticed that my day is nearing... it's going to be my debut... hahaha... and i am thinking and thanking that i don't still look like an oldie while some others look like one... hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reasons for having this blog....&lt;br /&gt;1. Promote the Boys Night Out... hehehe... Boys Night Out is a segment in the radio (FM) on Magic 89.9 and topics there was so cool... as in so cool... spelled with a C-O-O-L... hahaha... there were love topics and some stuffs that are quite interesting including the English slangs... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. PISO GAMES.... it's my first time to play piso games... i always passed by that game because i thought it's a boring game... but then... my friends invited me to play that game at Worlds of Fun at SM Manila located at the 5th flr... hahaha... (promoting the game... hahaha...)... I started with 20 pesos... so that 20 pesos was exchanged with lots of PISOs... hehehe... and I tried... oh my god and I tried... hahaha... ( kumanta... hahaha...) and I was amazed because everytime a piso fall down the pit a ticket will be vended... hehehe... and then the 20 pesos pisos became 200... whooaaa... me too I'm shocked after playing the game... hahaha... it was fun at all being so excited to see the falling matchbox and the falling piso... altogether we got almost 3000 tickets... hahaha... amazing isn't it... but guess what... we spent 1,500 plus... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hershey's debut... in short, shey... hahaha... shey is my cousin... actually second cousin (which is in the level of my Tita Gloria Diaz....) turned 18 last jan. 27 and the celebration was held at their house at Carmona... It's a bit farther at our house at Cavite... hehehe... it was fun most especially the chocolate fountain... i just can't keep my eye staring at it and trying to fill my marshmallow with chocolates dripping in it... hahaha... after the debut, there was a disco but nobody seems to be dancing... i was a bit irritated and anxious coz it would not be nice if I alone or one of my cousin is with me dancing (a guy too...)... hehehe... then my cuz allowed me to meet one girl... hehehe... nad that is all... anything else is a secret... hahaha... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. PACUCOA accreditation... well its plastikan time... the normal outfit that I usually wear whenever I attend my classes is a casual outfit... but then the three days changed my outfit alot... i was wearing formal all the time... hahaha... and there was one day i wore a long sleeve at the same time a tie because i was supposed to be in the faculty dialogue but I pretended to be sleeping at my table so that they won't send me there... hahaha... my script in my classes are also ready... hahaha... because professors should teach subject matters in english but i teach in Filipino because for me it will be hard for them to understand if it will be discussed in English... of course... i'm not teaching in full Filipino... I usually mixed it with English... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. unexpected lakaran/gimik... hehehe.. it happened last Wednesday wherein we had gone to Providence Tower all of a sudden... hahaha... well it was fun though we're not complete... hehehe... and I met Tal again... yehey... but I was shy that time because Ron and Raye keeps on mocking me... hahaha... by the way Tal is a candidate in the recently concluded Mr. and Ms. Cardinals... she was so pretty and cute and looks like a goddess... hahaha... unfortunately she didn't won.. I was sad about that and I want to protest it... hahaha... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...&lt;br /&gt;toooogggoooossshhhh... ...«mAsTeR GiNpAo» signing off... toooogggoooossshhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-361778575514244233?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/361778575514244233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=361778575514244233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/361778575514244233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/361778575514244233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-747069457374883283</id><published>2008-01-10T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T08:17:47.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;natuwa ako... true at times... lalo na yung most of the positive traits... hehehe... some of the negative traits are true... the negative trait that was not true to me yung "never finishes a responsibility... weh!" hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What your first name means:&lt;br /&gt;Italian    Male    Italian form of Louis 'famous' Abbreviation of names like Gian and Giovanni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your number is: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The characteristics of #5 are: Expansiveness, visionary, adventure, the constructive use of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The expression or destiny for #5:&lt;br /&gt;The number 5 Expression endows with the wonderful characteristic of multi-talents and versatility. You can do so many things well. The tone of the number 5 is constructive freedom, and in your drive to attain this freedom, you will likely be the master of adaptability and change. You are good at presenting ideas and knowing how to approach people to get what you want. Naturally, this gives you an edge in any sort of selling game and spells easy success when it comes to working with people in most jobs. Your popularity may lead you toward some form of entertainment or amusement. Whatever you do, you are clever, analytical, and a very quick thinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is too much of the 5 energy in your makeup, you may express some the negative attitudes of the number. Your restless and impatient attitude may keep you from staying with any project for too long. Sometimes you can be rather erratic and scatter yourself and your energies. You have a hard time keeping regular office hours and maintaining any sort of a routine. You tend to react strongly if you sense that your freedom of speech or action is being impaired or restricted in any way. As clever as you are, you may have a tendency to make the same mistakes over and over again because much of your response is glib reaction rather that thoughtful application. You are in a continuous state of flux brought by constantly changing interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Soul Urge number is: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Soul Urge number of 5 means:&lt;br /&gt;The 5 soul urge or motivation would like to follow a life of freedom, excitement, adventure and unexpected happening. The idea of travel and freedom to roam intrigues you. You are very much the adventurer at heart. Not particularly concerned about your future or about getting ahead, you can seem superficial and unmotivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a positive sense, the energies of the number 5 make you very adaptable and versatile. You have a natural resourcefulness and enthusiasm that may mark you as a progressive with a good mind and active imagination. You seem to have a natural inclination to be a pace-setter. You are attracted to the unusual and the fast paced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be overly restless and impatient at times. You may dislike the routine work that you are engaged in, and tend to jump from activity to activity, without ever finishing anything. You may have difficulty with responsibility. You don't want to be tied down to a relationship, and it may be hard to commit to one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Inner Dream number is: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Inner Dream number of 9 means:&lt;br /&gt;You dream of being creative, intellectual, and universal; the selfless humanitarian. You understand the needy and what to help them. You would love to be a person people count on for support and advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try nyu din...  :D&lt;br /&gt;http://www.paulsadowski.com/Numbers.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan... hehehe... ^_^&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/1314688161566989430-747069457374883283?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/747069457374883283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=747069457374883283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/747069457374883283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/747069457374883283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2008/01/natuwa-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-6467345870226306271</id><published>2007-12-28T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T10:54:16.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;...UNHAPPY YET HAPPY CHRISTMAS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;        quite contradicting isn't it... but that is how i feel right now...  my psyche during the yesterdays was so fixed that every problems come my way are just piece of dusts... unlike now... every bit is so hard to deal with....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;        my mind is full of questions filled with doubts and solitude with what was happening in my surroundings... why is it there has to be tears to be brought during the night before Christmas?? Was it because of every bit of inferiorities I have stocked in myself to show up a good me has suddenly popped out in every part of the self...  why do i feel covetousness right now for all the readings I am receiving?? why is it my decisions are always filled with choices and such choices are so ironic with each other?? why is it time is always against me whenever i make a choice?? Dozens and dozens of questions are still popping out of my head?? was it because i haven't found yet my real self... what am i going to do in order to find myself??  do i really have trusted friends behind me or they are just friends just because they wanted something to me.... waaahhh...  what am i going to do to stop this outrage in my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;    even though i am thinking of these stuffs... i still celebrated my Christmas to the fullest of my smile... First ever praises i have received from my uncle who always insults me... somebody acknowledged my capabilities as a man and as a servant of happiness... one line that i am so shocked when i heard it was: "There's nothing wrong in being a professor it's an achievement for somebody entrusts you with the knowledge they need to learn... Thus, it proves that you are really a great man..."These are the things that made my Christmas blissful and a day to be cherished for... Even if i haven't received the gift that i really wanted i'm still happy for what i have and i thank Him for giving them to me and taught me to be contented of what i have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-6467345870226306271?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/6467345870226306271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=6467345870226306271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6467345870226306271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6467345870226306271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-581983068699029972</id><published>2007-11-21T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T08:05:58.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;...Raindrops falling in my body... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hehehe... it has been a long time since i took a bath under the rain... it happened because i do not have umbrella in my bag.... hahaha... we are four who walked under the rain just to get home... hehehe... it was fun telling stories, sharing some corny jokes with each other while walking under the rain... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;while walking under the rain... i suddenly had some flashbacks in my mind wherein i remembered my last bath under the rain was when i was in elementary school... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;when i got home... of course i am damn wet! but i love it... hahaha... anyway... my mom saw me nearing the gate... instead of opening immediately the gate of our house... she told me a five minute homily... hahaha... what a term... that time i really wanted to say... "Ma... hindi niyo ba napapansin basa na ko... papasukin nyo kaya ako noh??" hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-581983068699029972?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/581983068699029972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=581983068699029972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/581983068699029972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/581983068699029972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-370855669501917348</id><published>2007-09-12T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T07:58:12.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... Graduate At Last ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... after the hardships... the crying times... the challenging times... the difficult times... I graduated College at Mapua Institute of Technology and I am PROUD of it... hehe... As I have observed... we were only 30 or less batch 2003 who graduated the course Computer Engineering on the exact time... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;now i really still can't believe that I am a graduate already... hehehe... and know my parents wanted me to look for a job already even though I still don't want to work yet... hahaha... I have experienced so many interviews and exams already and still no work yet... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;I do still have a pending application at DENSO Techno Philippines and Trend Micro... at DENSO i almost looked like a monster because the personnel as well as other applicants talk about my name because I am the highest among who took the exam both technical and General information... I still can't believe that I am the highest... hehehe... At Trend Micro I am now an APPRENTICE... hehehe.. we will have a 1 week training (purely assembly) and after that training another exam which would tell whether or not I will be hired or not as an Anti-Virus Engineer... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;anyway that's all for now... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;^_^ ...MaStEr GiNpAo signing off... hehehe... ^_^&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/1314688161566989430-370855669501917348?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/370855669501917348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=370855669501917348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;waaahh... is this the effect of not leaving home for almost a week... i totally reminisce everything today... haaayyy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss the days when I am playing at the Intramurals...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss my PE days during high school and college...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss to sing whole heartedly in front of everybody...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss to dance in front of everybody with the group or without a group which I normally do during elementary and high school days...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss the special persons I really loved so much even though somebody is against it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss the TaeKwonDo days where I almost bring medals at home in every competitions I had...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss the harsh trainings at the PTC where Mr. Hong get to hit me with a gatorade bottle in my head whenever my kicks wasn't that accurate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss the trainings I had at PTC where all girls get to spar with me and I have no choice but to kick them hard because I would get punishment if I will not do it... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss the oval at the Rizal Memorial where we had our stamina trainings at PTC...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss my high school friends because I am not visible to them... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss going billiards with some of my friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss the days having several projects at the agency of models where I only attended only one photoshoot... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss the Sabayang Pagbigkas during my high school days and I am always in front not only because of my height but also they want me to expose my expressive face at the crowd...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I totally miss everything even though I can't post it here.... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-9167314281294036870?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-900435478409179794</id><published>2007-08-17T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T09:41:57.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;natripan ko lang... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Ego&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouidegoorsuperegoquiz/ego.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a balanced approach to your life.&lt;br /&gt;You definitely aren't afraid to act out on your desires - even crazy ones.&lt;br /&gt;But you usually think first. Morals drive you as much as hedonism does.&lt;br /&gt;You've been able to live a life of pleasure... without living a life of excess.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouidegoorsuperegoquiz/"&gt;Are You Id, Ego, or Superego?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-900435478409179794?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/900435478409179794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=900435478409179794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/900435478409179794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/900435478409179794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/08/natripan-ko-lang.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-5025843431789972947</id><published>2007-07-31T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T09:01:39.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:130%;" &gt;... At Last ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;at long last i have watched Harry Potter together with Lyndon (waaahhh...  i treat him so that i won't watch the movie alone... ) we watched at Eastwood... hehehe... the story of Harry Potter was nice... though i have noticed that there are several characters in the movie that suddenly popped in the scene without even introducing the character itself (except for Dolores...) i can't clearly hear all the magic spells made this movie... hehehe.. Geney (i hope the spelling was correct...) was so beautiful... hehehe...  Rhian Ramos was far beautiful than her of course... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;anyway... i also watched Ratatouille yesterday... it was a nice movie and another success for Pixar... hehehe... hmmm... now i wonder what movie will we watch tomorrow and on the next day after tomorrow?? hahaha... as i have observed it has been a movie week for me... hehehe... may be simpsons the movie will be the next movie we are going to watch... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;other stuffs... i was interviewed earlier at Canon Info. Tech. and there was a weird rule wherein no 3G stuffs are allowed inside the office premises... and i did asked my interviewer why is it they have a rule like that... hehehehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;That's all for now... ^_^ because I'm quite busy playing Flyff because its the last day of the times 2... hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;-=GiNpAo=- signing off....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-5025843431789972947?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/5025843431789972947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=5025843431789972947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/5025843431789972947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/5025843431789972947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-6284763349681938030</id><published>2007-07-27T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:27:12.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;... Rhian Ramos Hangover ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;syet! Rhian Ramos is soooo beautiful... cute... lahat na... parang nanood ako ng OUIJA dahil sa kanya... hahaha... and while watching the movie I always say to myself "sana hindi mamatay agad si Rhian Ramos" buti na lang hindi siya namatay... yey! hehehe... grabe every angle of the camera ang ganda nya super... as in... hehehe... she doesn't need a makeup in order to become beautiful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;nadagdagan na wish list ko... hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Hope I can meet and talk with Rhian Ramos even for once..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hehehe... Libre lang mangarap... hahaha.... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i've watched OUIJA but i haven't watched HARRY POTTER yet... waaaahhhh... siguro i will be a oner in watching this movie... haaayyy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;anyway share ko sa inyo pictures taken at the Hard Rock Cafe during the launching of Pupil's first single... hehehe... stalker skills here we come... hahaha... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RqojcQ4I3nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EOSXG7H0dSQ/s1600-h/IMGP4198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RqojcQ4I3nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EOSXG7H0dSQ/s320/IMGP4198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091921297169505906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RqojcQ4I3oI/AAAAAAAAADA/2kobzwOMfg4/s1600-h/IMGP4206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RqojcQ4I3oI/AAAAAAAAADA/2kobzwOMfg4/s320/IMGP4206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091921297169505922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rqojcg4I3pI/AAAAAAAAADI/eUgu-zsZeE8/s1600-h/IMGP4226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rqojcg4I3pI/AAAAAAAAADI/eUgu-zsZeE8/s320/IMGP4226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091921301464473234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rqojcg4I3qI/AAAAAAAAADQ/25WEwYTqa7k/s1600-h/IMGP4227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rqojcg4I3qI/AAAAAAAAADQ/25WEwYTqa7k/s320/IMGP4227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091921301464473250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-6284763349681938030?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/6284763349681938030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=6284763349681938030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6284763349681938030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6284763349681938030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post_27.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RqojcQ4I3nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/EOSXG7H0dSQ/s72-c/IMGP4198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8709108927274461546</id><published>2007-07-08T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:27:12.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RpEf_E5XgiI/AAAAAAAAACw/gReKVZZbGCo/s1600-h/IMGP4791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RpEf_E5XgiI/AAAAAAAAACw/gReKVZZbGCo/s320/IMGP4791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084880622784578082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;... Ate Pam's Wedding (Abueg-Muncal Nuptial)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;for more pictures of the event just visit my Multiply account i have 2 videos there: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ginpao.multiply.com"&gt;ginpao.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;the wedding happened yesterday the Christ the King Chapel near the Greenmeadows subdivision... the reception was at Valle Verde 6...  i'm so happy ate pam would never waste her beauty with a guy... because both of them are good-looking... hehehe... by the way.. Ate Pam was one of my cousins that i really love and one of my closest cousins among the family... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;at the reception... there was some point in the program where i almost cried because it was a tribute to my uncle who have been ambushed at Cavite (to where our family's lots resides)... anyway... i was chosen by the so called raffle draw for being one of the bachelor's that would be given a chance to have the garter and wear it to a lucky girl... Luckily, i lost... hahaha.... the game was to blow the balloon.. i tried my best to be at the middle so that i would be safe for that garter... hehe... after the program, the dancing session happened... hehehe... i love dancing and i really miss it... hehehe... i have been dancing for two hours that time.... hahaha... ballroom dancing specifically with a mixture of hip hop... hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;lastly.. there was one inspirational message delivered by two of their primary sponsors that i really love... hehehe... i call it "The Golden Rule of having a Happy Life"... anyway it was part of their speech... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"The Golden Rule of Having a Happy Life" --&gt; an advice to the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;7.  Money &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;     - give all the money to the girl.. they already know what will be done to the money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Telephone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;     - every phonecall are for the girls whenever you are together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Hobbies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;     - one must share the hobbies of each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Aprreciation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;     - appreciate everything the girls asks (i.e Girl:  is this dress looks nice to me Boy: YES!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.   Travel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;     - whenever you had a travel always be the driver and let the girl be the map handler... in case of a wrong path taken... the map is always wrong not the girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Listen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;     - the girls usually talks more than the boys... the girls usualy talk 200,000 words a day than the boys talk 100,000 word a day... always listen to what the girls say to avoid argument...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Choose a beautiful Filipina not foreign women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;     - Filipinas always care for the boys....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;for me... some of them weren't true... hehehe...&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/1314688161566989430-8709108927274461546?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8709108927274461546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8709108927274461546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8709108927274461546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8709108927274461546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RpEf_E5XgiI/AAAAAAAAACw/gReKVZZbGCo/s72-c/IMGP4791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-7485803058602782821</id><published>2007-07-03T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:27:12.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rop0AE5XghI/AAAAAAAAACo/UoR3zH22skQ/s1600-h/IMGP4694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rop0AE5XghI/AAAAAAAAACo/UoR3zH22skQ/s320/IMGP4694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083002674104205842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;PCS SPORTSFEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it has been a long time since i post a new blog... anyway we just had our JPCS Sportfest handled by the said organization... it should start at around 8 am but then it started 9:30 because only a few participants came at the right time... all of them were late... hahaha... i was so energetic that day that i almost participated on all the games available... there was one funny game (suck and blow)... it was funny because two of my teammates... both male... kissed each other lips to lips... hehehe... it was by accident though... hahaha... anyway... after all of the parlor games... ball games and board games were next... as i have observed from my team... none of them are basketball players... and it was true... i am the only one whose properly handling the ball at that time... because of that we lost... huhuhu... i made 4 three points that game.... hehehe... and added another 2 three points for the battle for third game... hehehe...  in the volleyball game... i almost finished my game because of my service... hehehe.. but lost in the championship game maybe because we are all exhausted because of the amazing race... by the way our team won the amazing race because we are the fast type runners... hahaha... i ate a sushi with lots of wasabi in it that time... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;in the end... our team ranked third... i became one of the mythical three of the basketball game even though i thought i would not be included there and i have made my list of my mythical three... hehe... it was so memorable that this is my first being considered as a star player of a team in basketball... hahaha... in the past basketball games i have played.. i only contributes scores with my team and i do not consider myself as one of the great players as what the mythical three signifies... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;===============&lt;br /&gt;pictures from the JPCS sportsfest can be found at my multiply account..&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/1314688161566989430-7485803058602782821?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/7485803058602782821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=7485803058602782821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7485803058602782821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/7485803058602782821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/07/j-pcs-sportsfest-it-has-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rop0AE5XghI/AAAAAAAAACo/UoR3zH22skQ/s72-c/IMGP4694.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-1243817880277258863</id><published>2007-05-29T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T08:05:42.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;... Mga Kwentong Utang ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe... tagal na kong walang post ah... hehe... dapat kasi magblog ako sa pinagOOJThan ko subalit ako'y napakabusy na tao dun... hinaharass ako sa daming mga pinapagawa.. di ko tuloy magawa project ko dun.. takehome pa tuloy... hehehe... di na ko mageenglish... sawang sawa ko magenglish makipagusap sa aking boss... rule nya un eh...&lt;br /&gt;by the way... share ko mga rules nya skin... para kong nakamartial law... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;  1.  make sure your hair is neat... (ang neat sa kanya ay tipong nakagel palagi o kaya nakawax... shiny din dapat...)&lt;br /&gt;  2.  black slocks = black socks... white slocks or any shade that is near the color white = white socks... gray slocks = gray socks.... (oh di ba kahit pa yan eh pinapansin...)&lt;br /&gt;  3.  speak in english whenever i approach her... (maarte kelangan mejo may accent pa... hehehe... di lang proper diction dapat may accent... hehehe... )&lt;br /&gt; 4.  never smile nor frown... just have a natural form of mouth... (mahirap sa kin toh... palagi pa naman ako nakangiti... hehehe...)&lt;br /&gt; 5.  as much as possible whenever i report to her i should wear long sleeves...&lt;br /&gt; 6.  don't look tired act like you're still good even though you're tired...&lt;br /&gt; 7.  eto malupit... "Being rude is much better than being good" kaya nya ko sinisigawan dati... hehehe... at wala man lang puring natatanggap... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;grabe tong OJT... mabilis akong gumawa at nagugulat sila kung bakit ako mabilis gumawa at walang mali... syempre... sanay sa cramming... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;... Hard Rock ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto na ung kwento... una dun s Hard Rock Cafe... specifically sa Glorietta... masasabi ko lang.. waw ang swerte ng kasama kong si dabbie at nalibre siya sa ganitong lugar.. hehehe... well ganun tlga ko manlibre at kung asa mood ako manlibre... di lang basta basta... hehehe... nahiya pa siya sa inorder nya ahh... hehehe... andun kami dahil ako'y ay naimbitahang panuorin ang PUPIL sa first single launching nila sa bago nilang album... ito ay pinamagatang "Set Me Apart".... grabe ung video anime na anime... hehehe... makikita nyu siya sa Animax one of these days... hehehe... grabe mga tao.. ang weird they're screaming without no reason... hehehe... well di ko sila mapipigilan kanya kanyang trip lng yan... hehehe... ung isang girl dun grabe ang kyut nya kung nakamake up kaya maganda p kya? hehe.. mukha naman... hehehe... ipapalabas din siya s Animax.. umakyat siya ng stage eh... ung mga picture nya makikita sa aking multiply account &lt;a href="http://ginpao.multiply.com/"&gt;MULTIPLY&lt;/a&gt; ... jan... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;... Plant Visit ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bilis ng kwento noh... hehehe... yaw ko humaba eh.. may gagawin pa kasi ako... hehehe... etong plant visit namin s Subic grabe... bitin super... sinabi ng buong sambayanan na ang call tym eh 5 am sharp umalis pasaway 6 am... saya noh... hindi sila nagstick sa kanilang sinabi na maiwan ang maiwan... 3/4 ng biyahe tulog ako... hehehe... first destination namin ay Wistron (formerly Acer) maganda sana kaso bitin dahil hindi kami nadala sa production section sapagkat walang nagaganap na production nung time na un... sunod na pinuntahan namin ang MIS (Management Information Service)... no comment... hahaha... nagutom lang ako at inantok... hehehe...  hindi kami natuloy sa Zoobic Safari kasi kinancel ng mga magagaling... huhuhu... mas gusto ko nga dun kesa magbeach kasi pictorial kinabukasan di naman ako masusunod... haaayyy... di rin kami pumunta ng Duty Free kasi maraming ayaw... haaayyy... pagkatapos ng mga plant visit ay nagside trip kami s suzuki beach resort sa Olongapo... ayaw ko sa place... nainis lang ako at pinilit  ko na lang na maging masaya.. medyo effective naman... hehehe... less than 1 hour lang ako nagswimming... dapat nga di ako magswimming hinagisan kasi ako ng buhangin eh... amf!... hehehe... dun na lang wala ng ibang nangyari eh... basta after nun umuwi... hehehe... masasabi ko lang ang daming KillJoy... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;...Pictorial...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waw eto ang next event after ng plant visit at nangyari ito kinabukasan ng plant visit... grabe... vain ako neto... hindi ko talaga hinayaang merong pimples sa mukha ko... hate na hate ko talaga pimples... hehehe... pero nakakainis ung bading na nagmake up sa akin... pinaitim ako... grabe... ayaw ata sa maputi... hehehe...  tas c manong tagakuha ayaw akong picturan nung serious mode ako (ung tipong pang teleserye... hehehe...) gusto nya nakasmile ako... haaayyy... nasira plano ko tuloy dun na dalawang nakasmile isang pangteleserye... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm... mga pictures ng mga kwento dito at matatagpuan sa aking multiply or sa aking friendster... hehehe... except ung sa pictorial naiinis talaga ko sa mukha ko nun eh... hehehe...&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/1314688161566989430-1243817880277258863?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/1243817880277258863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=1243817880277258863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/1243817880277258863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/1243817880277258863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-6392509369183840549</id><published>2007-05-14T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T06:53:36.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;...Fun-Raising Party...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hey there... hehehe... we went at the Embassy located at The Fort last Friday because of a happening entitled Fun-Raising... it was sponsored by San Miguel and attendees of the party receives free San Mig Strong Ice... it was unlimited... hehehe... several organization in different schools were there... it includes the us the Mapua IEEE... and other organizations...  the main objective of the party was to introduce a bidding of the San Miguel which entitles the winners of the bidding to have 50 thousand worth of money in the name of San Miguel as a sponsor of any major activities being held by the winning organization... it was hosted by Tim Yap and Cheska whatever... hehehe... forgot her last name... i also do not know her... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;the party should start at 8 pm but then we arrived there by 9 pm... hehehe... there's nothing new... hahaha... anyway... when we arrived there and signed up one bottle of San Mig Strong Ice was given to us... and everytime you emptied the bottle... another one will come... it was soo nice to have a free beer... hehehe... there were several beautiful girls inside but then all of them were KJ... they don't even dance.... it's a disco bar but then nobody's dancing... huhuhu... i'm craving for a disco for a long long time already... hehehe... we left the venue at 12 am since all of them were KJs... hehehe... before going home we went at the nearest Starbucks to drink Espresso or whatsoever... hehehe... ^_^&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/1314688161566989430-6392509369183840549?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/6392509369183840549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=6392509369183840549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6392509369183840549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6392509369183840549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-5578119606120682696</id><published>2007-05-01T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T20:07:12.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;... Spiderman ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ei... hehehe... i'm here right now at Supply Chain having my OJT and while i'm idle, i decided to make some blog... hehehe... though it's not permitter here to do other stuffs other than work related things... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;una sa lahat... lumaki ulo ko nung Monday... hehehe... sa sinabi ng isang di naman ako kilalang mashado ng taong un eh... sinabihan ako... "Mukhang Artistahin"... hehehe... nahiya ako at some point pero natuwa din nmn... hehehe... pero malamang nilabas ko s mukha ko ung expression na nahihiya... hehehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;is it a sign?? hahaha.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;we've also seen the set of rounin but there was no one there... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;second... we've watched yesterday the third part of spiderman... hehehe... i was at greenbelt (1:15 pm) at first to try if there would still be available seats because we failed to reserve at sureseats...  unluckily... the line was sooo long and i decided to go back at glorietta since we have reserved to seats there... i've patiently waited in line to buy more tickets to my friends and it took me 1 hour just to buy 4 more tickets... hehehe... i've purchased already 4 tickets and yet only Eli was there... i'm scared at first because i thought nobody would come and i have in hand six tickets... hehehe... then.. time passes... xave and lyndon came.. we've ate our merienda at burger king... emman and gerome came... sang free songs at timezone... hehehe... why free? we also do not know... hehehe... we just enter the song number and click on play... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;the movie was wonderful but i was feeling something lacking again... hehehe... i like spiderman and goblin jr. team up but the director killed goblin jr. hehehe... i also had the feeling with venom "yun lang un"... hehehe... i wish there would still be another spiderman... hehehe... i was flabbergasted at one part of the movie and had a reaction that everyone near me left laughing at me... hehehe... i don't want to remember it right now... hehehe... what i felt at that time is that i do not have a face to show to the whole people after what my reaction does... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;that's all... hehehe... i'm planning to watch it again because eli was disturbing me while i was watching... and the next time i would watch spiderman i am sure eli will not be my seatmate... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-5578119606120682696?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/5578119606120682696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=5578119606120682696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/5578119606120682696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/5578119606120682696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4199620346497741653</id><published>2007-04-23T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T08:15:10.469-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... First Day At The OJT ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;haaayyy... my first day at Supply Chain was tiring... tiring because we are not doing anything related to their company... all we do is to stare at the window watch out for a helicopter that is going to land at the helicopter pad... play PANTS (Place, Animal, Name, Thing, Score)... sleep at a nice and relaxing chair that can be tilted... count the number of buildings that can be seen at the Citibank Tower... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came so early at Supply Chain... it was located at the 32nd floor Citibank Tower at Makati City... 9:00 am was our call time but i was there by 8:30... hehehe... quite excited but when i stepped again in their company, i felt scared and misplaced because most of the employees there were staring at us with a frowning face... their eyes were going to eat me... hehehe... by around 10:00 we were called to enter a room and told us to stay there for the meantime and wait for somebody to come... lunch break had come and yet nobody came except for one person that told us to go out for lunch... lunch break was finished and we entered again the room we were in during the morning call... still nobody came... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one conclusion i've came up... "Nakakalasing mag-antay sa wala" hehehe... i hope nobody would nominate me for officership for our Graduating class tomorrow... waaahhh... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all... have a nice day.... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit my multiply: http://ginpao.multiply.com ^_^&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/1314688161566989430-4199620346497741653?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4199620346497741653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4199620346497741653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4199620346497741653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4199620346497741653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_23.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8720544617737879714</id><published>2007-04-21T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:27:13.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;... Delayed Pictures  From The Outreach Activity ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ei ... hehehe...  i've just added a new album at my multiply... hehehe...  it contains all the pictures take nat the outreach activity... hehehe... stories about the outreach was already posted here in my blog... somewhere over the posts below... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the pictures at my multiply are here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rir5zIN9OBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6rwfhDGwLz8/s1600-h/DSC00207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rir5zIN9OBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6rwfhDGwLz8/s320/DSC00207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056128188451469330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rir5zoN9OCI/AAAAAAAAACY/_wwdcn0VD7k/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rir5zoN9OCI/AAAAAAAAACY/_wwdcn0VD7k/s320/DSC00185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056128197041403938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rir5z4N9ODI/AAAAAAAAACg/5t3RBMm0Mcw/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rir5z4N9ODI/AAAAAAAAACg/5t3RBMm0Mcw/s320/DSC00201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056128201336371250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ingats palagi kayo... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-8720544617737879714?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8720544617737879714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8720544617737879714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8720544617737879714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8720544617737879714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_21.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rir5zIN9OBI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6rwfhDGwLz8/s72-c/DSC00207.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-5893473939405390957</id><published>2007-04-20T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:27:13.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... Blessings Being Refused ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;waaahhh... to make it straight coz i'm really not feeling well while doing this blog... hehehe... here were so companies that are calling or texting me lately and i really do not know what my answer... haaayyy... i am always thinking why do they want me when i already have a company.... waaahhh... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;that's all... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;just want to promote my multiply again... hehehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://ginpao.multiply.com/"&gt;My Multiply&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;... hehehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;just posting one of the new pictures posted there... hehehe... i still do not have enough memory to take pictures again... hehehe.. i don't want to free my memory card... hahaha... one more thing... just wanna share that i miss my cellphone that just swam at the beach... huhuhuhu... hehehe... i miss my 6600... waaaahhh... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;take care always... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RijosIN9OAI/AAAAAAAAACI/RDNvhLqb53k/s1600-h/IMGP3792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RijosIN9OAI/AAAAAAAAACI/RDNvhLqb53k/s320/IMGP3792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055546426541291522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1314688161566989430-5893473939405390957?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/5893473939405390957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=5893473939405390957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/5893473939405390957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/5893473939405390957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RijosIN9OAI/AAAAAAAAACI/RDNvhLqb53k/s72-c/IMGP3792.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-6696779119696033577</id><published>2007-04-16T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:27:13.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;...  Few Pictures From The Mapua IEEE Induction Batch 9 ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ei... hehehe... just uploaded few of the pics  from the induction... hehehe... you can preview most of the pictures (most) taken by me that night at  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://ginpao.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;My Multiply&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ... hehehe... i don't have the time to make stories now just view some of the videos there... hehehe... sorry if it was very short because i always ran out of memory... hehehe... i forgot to erase other pictures at my memory card... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i have the time... i would post stories about the induction... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just what had happened at the induction... we have new members at our organization... hehehe... and i received the best member award... hehehe... my coat was also borrowed that time... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;take care always... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RiOTEw5IW3I/AAAAAAAAABw/dPCeX5JglwQ/s1600-h/IMGP3742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RiOTEw5IW3I/AAAAAAAAABw/dPCeX5JglwQ/s320/IMGP3742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054044916893113202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RiOTFA5IW4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/t64yKhK5Abw/s1600-h/IMGP3740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RiOTFA5IW4I/AAAAAAAAAB4/t64yKhK5Abw/s320/IMGP3740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054044921188080514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RiOTFA5IW5I/AAAAAAAAACA/0xQo_r9pkRY/s1600-h/IMGP3805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RiOTFA5IW5I/AAAAAAAAACA/0xQo_r9pkRY/s320/IMGP3805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054044921188080530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-6696779119696033577?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/6696779119696033577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=6696779119696033577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6696779119696033577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/6696779119696033577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RiOTEw5IW3I/AAAAAAAAABw/dPCeX5JglwQ/s72-c/IMGP3742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-8765638095266356107</id><published>2007-04-10T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:27:26.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;... Pictures First Before The Story or Pictures Less The Story...&lt;br /&gt;... MSDT PICS ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhuriQ5IW2I/AAAAAAAAABo/7tjk-ThVmEI/s1600-h/DSC00053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhuriQ5IW2I/AAAAAAAAABo/7tjk-ThVmEI/s400/DSC00053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051820012164635490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rhuqmg5IWwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/1XhxK_5AZT4/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/Rhuqmg5IWwI/AAAAAAAAAA4/1XhxK_5AZT4/s320/DSC00062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051818985667451650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;... REUNION PICS ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhurJw5IWxI/AAAAAAAAABA/ggMnOd4ms9c/s1600-h/IMGP3721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhurJw5IWxI/AAAAAAAAABA/ggMnOd4ms9c/s320/IMGP3721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051819591257840402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhurJw5IWyI/AAAAAAAAABI/rHRZmMY0csI/s1600-h/IMGP3723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhurJw5IWyI/AAAAAAAAABI/rHRZmMY0csI/s320/IMGP3723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051819591257840418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhurKA5IWzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wpIvwJcoPbg/s1600-h/IMGP3725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhurKA5IWzI/AAAAAAAAABQ/wpIvwJcoPbg/s320/IMGP3725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051819595552807730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhurKA5IW0I/AAAAAAAAABY/AQ2HcHHWTnE/s1600-h/IMGP3724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhurKA5IW0I/AAAAAAAAABY/AQ2HcHHWTnE/s320/IMGP3724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051819595552807746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhurKQ5IW1I/AAAAAAAAABg/pxtpuFxNngM/s1600-h/IMGP3727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhurKQ5IW1I/AAAAAAAAABg/pxtpuFxNngM/s320/IMGP3727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051819599847775058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-8765638095266356107?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/8765638095266356107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=8765638095266356107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8765638095266356107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/8765638095266356107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RhuriQ5IW2I/AAAAAAAAABo/7tjk-ThVmEI/s72-c/DSC00053.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4212381218912586401</id><published>2007-04-09T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:38:02.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;... Storys Debts ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; hey... it's been a long time since i posted here... hehehe... and i have lots of stories to share and i'm gonna post it as short as possible... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;first story is about the outreach activity done by our organization Mapua IEEE... i forgot what school it was... hehehe... it was fun sharing knowledge to other people but at first we are scared since we got a feedback that the class we are going to handle for a day is the number one section... hehehe... by the way we are gio (chairperson), jason (vice chairperson), ate kat, melicado (memcom), an appli, and me... hehehe..when we first took a step at their classroom we were surprised of the projects hanged at their classroom... i am scared of some sort because almost everyone at the campus were following us... hehehe... we've introduced ourselves (i won't tell what had happened during the introduction... hehehe... as well as other things...),  taught about 555 timers and asked them to make a mini project... during the construction of the mini project the assigned group to me kept on asking different questions both relevant and irrelevant to the topic... hehehe... one of the questions was "Kuya may alam k ba na porn site?"...  hehehe... don't bother what i answered to them... hehehe... when they were finished, we said thank you to their teacher and go out of the classroom... there was one girl at the corridor,  "sipsip" type of student, approached and asked us where are we going and offered  herself to accompany us towards our destination (principal's office)... skip skip... hehehe... near the exit there were a bunch of girls and pointing their fingers to us... i thought they were pointing it to jason and when we were close to them they yelled with their pointing finger pointed at me saying &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Kuya ang gwapo mo!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; hehehe...  ==&gt;i was shocked and yet Lumaki ulo ko... hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;second story... haaayyy... the term has passed and yet i still have two incompletes to accomplish... these are software design and computer systems design (i hate this most... design 2... yuccckkk!)... due to my incomplete grade in design 2, i need to wave it to COE sem... haaayyy... Mapua drained my stamina because of that wave thingy... hehehe... one personnel at the registrar tells me to go to the north bridge but the guard there tells me to go to the registrar... haaayyy... hehehe... after 1 hour of going back and forth i've done it... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;third story... at long last... our feasibility study was finished and i am not happy with the result... hehehe... i've cried at it (damn... one paper made me cry... hehehe...) because our professor told us "i'm very disappointed with your group's performance... your grade should've been 1.50 but then it's gradually decreasing..." you might be asking why i would cry on that... because i've experienced doing that 100 plus pages by my own... and yet i have groupmates that only cares for the paper when the submission is near... hehehe.. enough of this... hehehe.. at least it was finished... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;last story... hehehe... OJT hunting was hard and tiring... and what i feel right now is that i am the only Mapuan who doesn't have a company to have an OJT... hehehe... you can't blame me cause most of my friends texted me that a certain company has called them... hehehe... but me... even a single company hasn't called me and i keep on asking myself... WHY?? hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;==============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-4212381218912586401?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4212381218912586401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4212381218912586401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4212381218912586401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4212381218912586401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-122163363003614002</id><published>2007-02-15T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:38:24.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... BuSy VaLeNtInE's DaY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      ... PiMpLe ScArE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmmm... making this blogpost very fast cause i still need to do many stuffs related to school... hehehe... my fear of having pimples is starting to show in my face... waaahhh... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;====================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well it's so hard to work with a design documentation all alone... i haven't slept properly for almost a week already doing and thinking of many stuffs... one stuff that haven't left my mind for almost two weeks already is the MEDIOCRE thing in our feasibility study... 3 more groups including us doesn't have any defense schedule and we're worried if one of us have that mediocre work... luckily... our professor at feasibility study named yesterday who was that group... IT WAS NOT US... though i felt sorry for the group and i'm wishing they could finish the feasibility study properly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;another thing was that software design documentation... i have prepared two versions of it... hehehe... you would say i'm ADIK... hehehe... true... coz i need to be like that because i don't want to happen what has already happenned previously... and i don't want to fail that subject... it's so damn hard... hehehe... i've finished yesterday our SRS (Software Requirements Specification) and two versions of the initial SDD (Software Design Description)... hehehe... i'm still waiting for my groupmate to send me our user interface and insert it in our documentation... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm super duper worried about our design 2 (computer systems design) cause our deadline is on the last day of February and yet we don't have any output... waaahhh... damn Microcontroller Team... all of them are missing in action.... waaaahhhh... if only i know what am i going to do... i do it by myself already.... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;other stuffs... hehehe... the newly released The New Builder, official newspaper of our school, has my name on it... waaahhh... because of the Edible Lingerie thingy... hehehe... it's fine cause we are the winners of the business idea competition... but i'm not used to see my name in a newspaper... hehehe... though it already happened many times already... hehehe... you may be wondering... i was already featured at many newspapers because of the TaeKwonDo thingy... hehehe.. but you wouldn't recognize it... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;other things... my valentine date was my PC... hehehe... left school so early and do stuffs at home... speaking to my PC what am i going to do with those things... and most of all... saying i love you to my PC spending its time to me without restarting.... hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-122163363003614002?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/122163363003614002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=122163363003614002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/122163363003614002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/122163363003614002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-2848385537328417289</id><published>2007-02-05T07:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T19:27:27.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:white;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;since birthday ko ngayon... hehehe... lubos akong nagpapasalamat sa mga sign na hiningi ko para magpakain at magpakagalante at magpakain sa mga org at hindi sila lumbs... hahaha... salamat sa pusang tumatambay s org ng Mapua IEEE at hindi xa nagpakita sakin ngayon... at s JPCS maraming salamat din at di xa nagpakita... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;" &gt;magtatagalog ako... wala ng english muna ngayon... hehehe... kainis may nakita akong picture sa mapua website... amf... kahit blurg cya sa mga nakakakilala sakin makikilala ako... waaahhh... bakit un andun... huhuhu... ayan kung nacurious kayo... ipopost ko... hehehe....&lt;/span&gt; ung asa second pic eh ung  org ko n Mapua IEEE ay bigla akong sinali sa 82 seconds of fame... waaahhh... tas di pa sinama sa name of organizations ung JPCS... hehehe.. xenxa JPCS... hehehe... tas ayun... nung cnbi sa kin n ako isasali nila dun at kelangan ako dw ang sumali kc nakataya dw ang pangalan ng org dun... (weee...) tulalala n ko... di ko lam ang aking gagawin... hehehe... kaya nung asa stage na ko... hinatak ko ung isang host na bading... sinisipa sipa ko n lng xa... hehehe... di nmn masakit except ung isa... hehehe... nakalimutan kong pigilin... hehehe... pramis di un sinasadya... hehehe... ayan ung di ko makalimutan... kainis binenta ako ng mga kaorg ko... hehehe... tas prang  asa isip ata nila makapal n mukha ko kaya ayan jan ka sa stage... hehehe... memorable toh sakin jan nacra ung pinakamamahal kong shades sa may grado... waaahhh... at mtagal n skin... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ung first pic nmn... eh ung human board game ... talagang ako ulit ang sinali.... waaa.... hehehe... ayun... pwede p un di mashadong nakakahiya except dun sa sinadyang maliin ni ELISEO NOBLE JR. ung tanong na alam nmn nming lahat... haaayyy... kung ung native animal s bible nasgot un pa kaya... hehehe... kaya ayun sayaw nmn boom tarat tarat... hehehe... halata p din ako dun sa isang pic oh... ako ung nakaorange... hehehe...  pansin nyu nagsalita n ko.... eh kc useless din nmn eh... nakapost ba nmn sa Mapua website... amf!... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay onga pala tama n yan... hehehe... salamat nga pow pala sa mga bumati sa aking kaarawan ngayon... sa mga nakalimot oki lng... hehehe... likas n yan sa tao... hahaha.. tsaka sino b naman ako para tandaan ang birthday... ako lng nmn ung nanglilibre pagbirthday... hehehe... ung tipong kaibigan pag birthday kc may libre tas aawayin pagktpos... ayus lng skin un... hahaha... di nmn ako marunong magalit eh... hehehe... kht tanong mo pa sa lahat... pra kong smiling terror... hahaha.. jowk lng... smiling man  n lng... hehehe...  haaayy... tumatanda n ko... pero ala p ding karapatang magsabi ng KUYA ang mga kayir ko ipinanganak... bwahahahaha.... hehehe... swerte nung mga kanina... nakakain ng pizza... malas nung iba... may maingay kc... di tuloy naisama... at malas din nung iba ulit... kc di lumbs ung sign n magpapakain ako sa org... hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tas buti n lng... nakaligtas ako sa madaming taong magpapalibre... konti lng nakita ko... hehehe.. dpt nga wala kong makikita eh... nahanap ako s consultation room... hehehe... ang totoong plano ko dapat... ittxt ko lahat ng taong asa phonebuk ko... na hanapin ako sa loob ng sm manila at knug cnu man makakita sa kin dun eh ililibre ko... hehehe... kaso ung pera ko... ako din umubos kaya namili na lang ako kung cnu papakainin kainis na giordano... temptation... hehehe... para nmng masusuot... hehehe.... itatago n nmn un ng aking itay para siya ang magsuot... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biglang napasok sa isip ko... gagraduate na ko't lahat dinisplay p ko s harap ng buong skul... bakit ganun n lng palagi... hehehe... nung hayskul... andaming exposure... ngayon akala ko wala na nagkaron pa... hehehe... pero oki lang... pampalubag loob... at least nanalo ung idea namin s business idea contest na "EDIBLE LINGERIE"... hehehe... first place yan... hahahah... wag basta kalimutan... hehehe.... kaso ung price money... parang di p ata makukuha... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o xa un n lamang.. sapagkat  tamad n ko... hehehe... manunuod p ko ng 1977 movie n the island of dr. moreau... hehehe... requirement eh... and gudlak sa kin sa COE ETHICS bukas... kasalanan nung clip ni mama sa opis... hehehe... nagkakalat pa sa Mapua Makati at hinabol ni Sir Sy kc nalag lag... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RcdIP6RA5tI/AAAAAAAAAAU/WDkMu3tXqNE/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RcdIP6RA5tI/AAAAAAAAAAU/WDkMu3tXqNE/s320/Picture+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028066947158304466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RcdIXKRA5uI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Cqd0Ec9J0QM/s1600-h/Picture+363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RcdIXKRA5uI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Cqd0Ec9J0QM/s320/Picture+363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028067071712356066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-2848385537328417289?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/2848385537328417289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=2848385537328417289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2848385537328417289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/2848385537328417289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/02/since-birthday-ko-ngayon.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wzet7BEn37c/RcdIP6RA5tI/AAAAAAAAAAU/WDkMu3tXqNE/s72-c/Picture+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-4950124283118822705</id><published>2007-02-02T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:38:47.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...EyEbAg ScArE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;doing this blog post while doing stuffs for our software engineering design... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;you may think this blog post would say that i have big yebags already... well... hehehe... i do really have eyebags but not that big because of that damn feasibility study... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;regading that feasibility study, we've just passed our final paper at around 4:30 in the afternoon at Mapua Makati... and what i can say about the paper is that we've recklessly finished it at around 3:30... hehehe... it was a super duper CRAMMING thingy... hahaha... why?? because yesterday we still have lots of things to do about the paper... our paper was a total mess that time... hehehe... luckily... my mind is working today... i tried my best to revise almost all of the sections of the paper... i have made drastic changes and i don't tell my groupmates that i have done something in the paper... hehehe... though i have fever today... people still don't think i have one... cause i don't want to feel sick... i want to feel the way i wanted to be... a jolly one... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;one more thing... hehehe... when we passed our paper at feasibility study... our professor Sir Sy caught the attention of the clip we've used in compiling our paper about 100 pages thick... hehehe... because of that clip... he started to question us about the stuffs like the folder we've used, the printer we've used, and others... hehehe... GOOD LUCK for me during our ETHICS class... hehehe... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;for now... it's a minus one hardship for us... two more to go... hehehe... Design 2 stuffs... and Software Engineering Design stuffs... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;just one thing that suddenly popped out in my mind and still it won't come out... waaahhh... that thing happened during the Mapua World... specifically the 82 seconds of fame and that Human Board Game... waaahhh... i really hate my Orgmates that time... hehehe... Human Board Game was not that embarrassing coz i've done only one shot of BoomTaratTarat... hehehe... the 82 seconds of fame was really embarrassing... i never thought my orgmate would sign me up for that thing... hehehe... when they told me they've signed me up for that stupidity... hehehe... my mind suddenly closed and started to rattle... it keeps on saying "SHET! what am i going to do?"... hehehe... i don't want to continue this anyway... hahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;THAT'S ALL! ^_^ Keep Smiling... hehehe... ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;===============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1314688161566989430-4950124283118822705?l=ginpaov.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/feeds/4950124283118822705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1314688161566989430&amp;postID=4950124283118822705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4950124283118822705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1314688161566989430/posts/default/4950124283118822705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpaov.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-=GiNpAo=-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13577287051734643992</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1314688161566989430.post-2928027859951346960</id><published>2007-01-27T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:39:27.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...NeArLy MiDtErM CrAmmInG...&lt;br /&gt;...3 Designs in 1 Term...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i'm doing this blog post while i feel so sleepy but my body won't go to sleep... and i want to do something but my mind won't like to do anything... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;============&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i hate this term already... waahhh... i thought this term would have less work since most of our courses (subject) on our load will be credited... but it proved me really really wrong... hehehe... i always say this to myself now... "sana di ko muna kinuha toh... isa lang dapat..." our school approaches midterm yet there are so many stuffs to be done and many things to finish... the midterm would be our deciding round on all of the designs we've took up this term... waahhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;luckily, my computer systems design (we call it design 2) is quite ok now which was formerly not super ok... hehehe... because we will not follow the real schedule implemented by our professor now... but one consequence for that... "our deadline for passing the final output is before the end of february..." why? because we are trying to hit two birds with one stone... hehehe... ^_^ ummm... we (Nachelle, Xave, and me) need to produce a prototype to be passed to the Physics society (meaning the prototype should have an application to Physics... Microcontroller Team stuffs...) and to the professors handling design 2 (subject fo defense.. damn... it should be creditted too...)... What i feel right now is that we really didn't credit the subject... we've just changed the project of what they want...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;enough of the design 2 stuffs... hehehe... feasibility study was also my problem... not only the paper itself but also my groupmate/s... hehehe... week 5 of this term (this week actually) is our final completion of the paper... waahhh... still we don't have chapter 7 and the status of chapter 5 is unknown... hehehe... i hope we can finish this paper this week or else we're dead... hehehe... our initial plan is to pass the paper at Mapua Makati because we expect not to finish it on or before Thursday... hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;THAT'S ALL... ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i still don't have a completion form... waahhh... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;another problem is on that Software Design... haaayyy... all i can say is no comment after what i have done yesterday during the reporting... BAD grammar... BAD diction... SLEEPY EYES... POINTLESS IDEAS... STUPID EXPLANATIONS... TOTAL JERK... anything BAD would apply to me yesterday... hehehe... IT WAS REALLY NOT ME!!! hehehe... the lesson i've learned on that... 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