<?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-7282562382001318958</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:38:23.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is-Kewl-lehiyo?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282562382001318958.post-206770639057577418</id><published>2011-11-07T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T06:18:15.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st 1st Sem Casts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I've always been daydreaming of what am I gonna type in this blog for a long time. Every person, every memory. Now is the time to open my thoughts about the people who became part of my life for just being around me in one semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Meet my blockmates from the class of IT1B. They are somewhat the pillars of this blogsite 'cause without them, I won't have anything to tell in my previous blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This is a free country so I'm free to state my opinions about them, okay? Don't worry, I know most of them are harmless. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4FdSehqs4g/TyQVffZm42I/AAAAAAAAAYo/D7OxvsPP-Iw/s1600/Mish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4FdSehqs4g/TyQVffZm42I/AAAAAAAAAYo/D7OxvsPP-Iw/s320/Mish.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MICHELLE ANDAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Always called as "Mish". Sa ngalan ng Mayor namin, she always stands as the in charge of the class. During our Maranatha and Aeromarathon Days, you will always hear us "ewan ko kay mish, itanong mo kay mish, bahala na si mish, si mish, si mish, si mish....". Things like that. She may be plump, but sure she got strong confidence. I remember when she was able to defend herself from our Filione professor. She sure is friendly too 'cause she was able to get along easily with most of our classmates. Aside from that pretty face, she sure got a big heart. When she loves you, assume that she'll reserve a big space there just for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xiJrMtCrYDk/TyQWWMwOz1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/OYqkdc3w0-E/s1600/jodelle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xiJrMtCrYDk/TyQWWMwOz1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/OYqkdc3w0-E/s320/jodelle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JODELLE ANONUEVO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nagkislap ang mata ko nung nakita ko syang may dala dalang DSLR. Seriously. I don't know why, but maybe because I found a classmate who's also interested and is in the field of photography too. He likes cars and actually own one. Naalala ko, tuwing madadaanan akong naka-upo, hahawakan ang baba ko na parang humahawak ng ulo ng aso. Kainaman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AjeDx66XaGA/TyQW6FOks3I/AAAAAAAAAY4/E7ZYQAb-vOg/s1600/ange.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AjeDx66XaGA/TyQW6FOks3I/AAAAAAAAAY4/E7ZYQAb-vOg/s320/ange.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANGELICA BANAAG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Before the first day of first sem started, Elay, my "ka-barangay" told me that she's my blockmate. Sure she's way too intimidating at first, but I tell you, when you get to know her, she could be one of the craziest people you'll know! I remember when we had our group practice in PE. I was saying, "okay, number one...", then she'll say "Number one, Love Radio. Number 2, Yes F.M.!" Ang dami naming tawa dun 'cause I never thought she's that kulit too. I admire her for being such an obedient daughter 'cause her route every school day is school-bahay. Can you imagine that? Oh. I almost forgot. Everyone loves how her hair swirls so curly. hihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FMv7HKWoPo/TyQXiX7_l2I/AAAAAAAAAZA/Mygv1FGL4GE/s1600/shane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_FMv7HKWoPo/TyQXiX7_l2I/AAAAAAAAAZA/Mygv1FGL4GE/s320/shane.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHANE BATHAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ang babaeng hindi pumapasok tuwing corpo day kasi ayaw nyang mag-corporate attire. She's the first Bathan in class. On the first 1/4 of my college days, lagi ko syang kasama gumala sa rob after class. She's kind of a yes man. Mahilig syang manlibre. Tuwang tuwa ang lahat ng nabebenefit pag nangyayare yon. :P Naalala ko nung outing namin, naglangoy sya with her pants on 'cause she didn't brought swimming clothes and she also went home wet, just with a bath towel wrapped around her. Pretty cool. Chill na chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8bWViGg-sUc/TyQYceTpLHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uvAVyyIElM0/s1600/dian.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8bWViGg-sUc/TyQYceTpLHI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uvAVyyIElM0/s320/dian.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIANARA BATHAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sa pagkakaalam ko, sya yung kaklase ko na never pa akong nagalit or nainis. I find her nice and true. She don't care what other people may say about her, instead, she just laughs with them. I salute her for being a scholar. I remember when we had a group assignment in NSTP wherein we have to submit a project proposal. On the day of submission, we totally forgot about that. Thanks to dian, she was writing ours during that time. Keep up the good work, Dian! hihi! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCzA_DyWXMo/TyQZJwwCFgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/i69sQ8vZBq4/s1600/daryl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCzA_DyWXMo/TyQZJwwCFgI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/i69sQ8vZBq4/s320/daryl.jpg" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DARYL ONIL BAUTISTA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"BDO" o "DO" kung tawagin dahil sa initials ng pangalan nya. Pero lilingon naman kapag tinawag mo. (aba syempre.haha) Daryl in first impression gives you intimidation. Because of his professional looks. He looks like a nerd, pero matalino naman talaga sya so ayos lang kung ganun ang first impression mo. Mr. Mohawk. When it comes to programming, he could impress you too by his tyaga. He's also part of the school's Danzcom Pep Squad and he's one of the drummers. Peyborit (ata) sya ni Sir Alfredo sa lahat sa amin sa Algebra class kasi you'll really see him actively participate (maliban nalang kung tulog ka). One time, he even tutored us for a quiz. Oha, prof na prof ang dating! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlvmv5NgGbA/TyQZljP43gI/AAAAAAAAAZY/r46f3gH3GOg/s1600/rap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlvmv5NgGbA/TyQZljP43gI/AAAAAAAAAZY/r46f3gH3GOg/s320/rap.jpg" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RAPHAEL BAUTISTA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Called "Rap". Ang mr. vice mayor ng IT1B. As far as I can remember, sya yung pinaka-huling taong first time kong naka-usap sa klase. I know that sounds weird 'cause I was able to remember that. Isa pa to sa akala ko na piling tao lang ang mga gustong maka-usap. Isa din to sa mga grabe magpa-sigla ng mga seryosong conversations. Like when you're speaking seriously, he'll say, "Pangit ka rin" (as told by Jabin). Up for anything. Sa videoke, peyborit fumalsetto! Laging mga OPM ang tugtugin. Marunong din sumayaw at adik din sa dota. Mahilig sa Domokun(period)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7hFhcmv3S-s/TyQZ57Uo1KI/AAAAAAAAAZg/uZOU5Thiuuo/s1600/bonga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7hFhcmv3S-s/TyQZ57Uo1KI/AAAAAAAAAZg/uZOU5Thiuuo/s320/bonga.jpg" width="255" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRANCIS CARLO BONGA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sabi ng kapatid ko, mukha daw syang foreynjer. Alam mo yung mga taong nasa loob ang kulo? Isa sya dun! When you look at him, it seems like he never talks at all, but when you get to know him, or just sit around him some time, he's so full of side comments and stuffs. I remember when we received our balance payment sheet. Written there are the expenses or where are our tuition fees going to. Ange and I were laughing so hard while listening to him complain in every detail he see which is not reasonable to be included in our expenses. Sya din ang nag-pauso sa room ng "OM!" at "Intense Diba?" though they're from commercials. He just say it so hilariously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-smFOH0kyhv4/TyQaPJ6K9SI/AAAAAAAAAZo/2IhP0WZtcSE/s1600/jaah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-smFOH0kyhv4/TyQaPJ6K9SI/AAAAAAAAAZo/2IhP0WZtcSE/s320/jaah.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAAH CALILUNG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Describe yourself in one word using the first letter of your name. An activity on our first week in school, asked by Miss Grace on Reled class. Everyone smiled when heard his answer, "Juicy Jaah". Everyone just loves pronouncing his name. Should you say it "Ja-ah", or "Jah", or "Ja.". Describing him, ang cute nya tumawa. With matching cover on his mouth and a singkit eyes. Kumpleto daw sa notes lagi sabi ni mish. At first I thought he was a snob, but he's also comfortable to be with when you get to know him. Magaling din yan sumayaw. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wRbPp0Bu0qc/TyQbw8as0YI/AAAAAAAAAZw/nhhIiam4Am8/s1600/ethel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wRbPp0Bu0qc/TyQbw8as0YI/AAAAAAAAAZw/nhhIiam4Am8/s320/ethel.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ETHELBERT CAPELLAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mr. Mayor ng klase. He was elected, I mean, pin-pointed and confidently volunteered (nalang din) just for a task for our NSTP class. Dahil sa nangyari, kinareer na din naman nya na, at ng klase, masabi lang na may mayor na ang klase. At nung dumating ang representatives ng Comelec sa classroom e, wag na daw pag-botohan. Sya nalang daw. He was marked with the C2 bottle, using it as a remote control when our GenPsych professor, Sir George was demanding the LCD projector to work. Everyone had a very innocent and calming laugh that time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxrB6i5ayaE/TyQb_bGTfuI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/o0V_ZvJf2do/s1600/tricia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxrB6i5ayaE/TyQb_bGTfuI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/o0V_ZvJf2do/s1600/tricia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PATRICIA CARINO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She was my classmate who's from Qatar. To tell you frankly, she's kinda like my first bestfriend, Shiela. I don't know why, but that's how I felt after being with her during our first semester days. She's like a big sister to me. Sometimes, I just feel so sorry whenever I get to offend her though I don't mean it. She's the kind of person who is so family oriented and I salute her for that. Another thing is how she get things done as soon as possible. She is a role model on how things look like if you don't go procrastinating. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kJIr0lqenxQ/TyQcicI3L0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/izFm4VL-zcA/s1600/ray.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kJIr0lqenxQ/TyQcicI3L0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/izFm4VL-zcA/s1600/ray.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RAY CAYABYAB&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sya yung pinaka-unang kaklase ko na nasabihan ko na "gentleman" though only in my mind. On our first day of school, we had an activity in our reled class, our very very first subject. He was the only one who said "Thank You" after the getting to know part when it's switching time already. Frankly speaking, he's so malamya when acting, but very barako and he's someone who would beat on you if you dare to touch his hair. Guitarist ng bandista. Laking gulat nalang ng marami nang makita syang tumutugtog nung FAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m2eQOephiNs/TyQdSuJaILI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vdvLupCnN2Y/s1600/benjo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m2eQOephiNs/TyQdSuJaILI/AAAAAAAAAaI/vdvLupCnN2Y/s320/benjo.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BENJOMIN CORTO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nangunguna sa pagtawag saking "Marie". He's the person who would take things seriously pag kelangan. Masipag mag-self study, lalo na sa Algebra. May future sya na maging model the way he projects when he's having his "pasimple" photoshoots. He also has a great sense of fashion. One time in our Fundamental class, we saw him looking at shoes in the internet! Aside from all those things, he's also a good man. Mabait. I never heard any bad comments on him. :) Thumbs up, benjo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olYxoCrdzng/TyQdnuOQ7cI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/9g__EbdOHyo/s1600/jorene.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olYxoCrdzng/TyQdnuOQ7cI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/9g__EbdOHyo/s320/jorene.jpg" width="193" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JORENA DELGADO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ang aming future chef. The founder of the BS Information Technology 1B'11-12 group page. Jorene ang nickname nya at dapat na pangalan, kaso, naging Jorena ng dahil daw sa gumawa ng birth certificate nya. Na-misinterpret daw, akala ata, nasa renaissance period pa sya (hihi. kidding). But everyone calls her Jorene. She's the kind of person who could speak to herself. When it comes to reportings, she could totally bring her group up. Wagas kung umibig, este, mag-admire. :) Her letter was my favorite of all I received when we had our recollection. Thanks, Jorene!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qyZhb6Arma4/TyQd2hSY4pI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Nrrk-NKHTT4/s1600/leah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qyZhb6Arma4/TyQd2hSY4pI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Nrrk-NKHTT4/s320/leah.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MARIA LEAH DISTOR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sino ba si Leah? Ay! sya yung makatang taga San Juan! My closest friend among my classmates. At first, I thought she is someone who would just say yes and okay to all things, (well, most probably she's kind of) but of course everyone has their own choices and live with their decisions. She's one of the people who made me miss DLSL so much. She's someone who knows your worth and who will never ever leave you floating on the air (not literally, unless you can :P). She made me ate my words without knowing it that I would never go to a dorm. I even went there more than a couple of times! She's the very first person I ever trusted since I entered college and I never regret doing that. She's someone you can count on. Napaka-affectionate na tao, 'cause I once saw her cry for something she shouldn't put her tears over. Madami ko pang mailalagay dito para madescribe sya, pero in short, basta simple at mabait, si leah na yun. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5UYDS-j9OhU/TyQeHUgsziI/AAAAAAAAAag/GZoGBaGnv3Q/s1600/deekey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5UYDS-j9OhU/TyQeHUgsziI/AAAAAAAAAag/GZoGBaGnv3Q/s320/deekey.jpg" width="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DARYL KING EDRA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dake ang palayaw, DeeKey ang pangalan sa facebook. Sayawan ba? Ayy, sya na. Sya na talaga ang hari ng dancefloor. Dakilang choreographer ng klase tuwing may presentation na magaganap within intersections. Yun nga lang, bahagya na sumipot sa practices kasi laging nasa dota tournament. Ayon kay Lance, hari din daw yan ng dota sa lugar nila. Astig no? Kung titingnan mo, parang sobrang bait na tutoy, pero hardcore din pala pagdating sa mga bagay bagay. Nakakatuwa sya pag nagbibisaya-bisayaan o nagbubulul-bululan sa 's'. Sabi nya, pag daw magna-knucklebomb kayo ng tropa mo, dapat daw, sabihin mo muna ang katagang "knucklebomb" (with matching tono pa yan ha) tapos saka pagsuntukin ang mga kamao nyo saka buka ng kamay. Weird pero astig. Nakakatuwa. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iy8PHFnccks/TyQeyg8QF0I/AAAAAAAAAao/2888YxVG40I/s1600/nikka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iy8PHFnccks/TyQeyg8QF0I/AAAAAAAAAao/2888YxVG40I/s320/nikka.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAZTINE NIKKA ESPIRITU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She's one of the first few friends I made on my first week sa DLSL. Same school sila ni Jomer nung highschool kaya mejo nao-op pa ako sa kanila nuon pero keri lang. Haven't heard about her since she closed her college diary until she had her new facebook account. Mahilig din sya pumose sa harap ng camera. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QH_tU6xClg4/TyQfKI2JbVI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ufkFYkzfBn4/s1600/jomer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QH_tU6xClg4/TyQfKI2JbVI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ufkFYkzfBn4/s320/jomer.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JOMER GEDALANGA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dyomer, dyowmer, homer. Pano ba sabihin ang pangalan nya? In my opinion for him, I think he's kind of ignorant. O baka naman, tuwing pagkakatuwaan sya ng iba naming kaklase, hahayaan nalang nya sila. As far as I can remember, he never got into a fight or something between someone in class. Good Boy. Pag nakakita ka ng lalaking payat na nakasalamin na may bag na itim na CD-R King, sya yon, dala dala ang kanyang 'handy dandy, laptop!'. :D Suki na ata ang laptop nya sa mga presentations, photobooth, movie marathon, rush paper works, atbp. Talaga namang tunay na maaasahan ang laptop nya! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDsNwHxgayo/TyQfvHLA5FI/AAAAAAAAAa4/xQ0wbYo1s3Y/s1600/maui.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDsNwHxgayo/TyQfvHLA5FI/AAAAAAAAAa4/xQ0wbYo1s3Y/s320/maui.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MIKHAIL ANGELO INAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Diko makakalimutan nung una nya akong kinausap kasi sya ang pinaka-unang kaklase na kumausap sakin. Twas during the orientation, we were room mates and students whose parents are abroad were given the Anak-Lasalyano information sheet. When I wrote my mom and dad's name, he asked, "parehong nasa abroad ang parents mo?". My first impression on him is he's mayabang, like one of the jocks, traits like a popular-bully type of kid a school have. But once again, I was totally wrong. I never thought he was from a seminary. He became my kind of like a sticky note for a couple of weeks (I think?) 'cause whenever he see me, he'll remind me, "ang likod", which means, to straighten my back. Yeah, hunchback of notre dame in the house. I was even thinking deep before 'cause he looks like my classmate when I was in elementary. Maui nga pala nickname nya. Mahilig din sa basketball. Banal. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qmaaHYrVn10/TyQgMI8082I/AAAAAAAAAbA/-3caXRqnHPc/s1600/ella.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qmaaHYrVn10/TyQgMI8082I/AAAAAAAAAbA/-3caXRqnHPc/s320/ella.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MYKAELA NICOLE ISIDRO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Diko alam kung pano ko sisimulan ang&amp;nbsp;description&amp;nbsp;ko sa kanya e. Honestly speaking, nung una, I don't consider myself being her friend. I mean, I don't feel like I belong in their group though she encourages me to be with them. As time flies, I got so comfortable with her presence. She is the only classmate this college who was able to stay in our house for two days. Sya yung unang kumuha ng number ko sa klase and even thought that my name was Angelica! lol. She's one of the explanations to understand the saying "don't judge a book by its cover". Whenever we get a chance to have a conversation, i-expect mo na aabutin kayo ng closing ng tenga mo sa dami ng kwento nya. On the other hand, kinikilig din naman ako minsan, natutuwa din for her. :) Though mejo makulit, I love her personality 'cause she never lets you get left behind. Sa hindi pa nakakakilala sa kanya ng lubusan, I'm telling you to not laugh at her or say something which may hurt her feelings 'cause people have lots of stories behind their happy faces. Malalim din to magmahal, laging kilig to the bones e. Wag mo nga lang gagaguhin kung ayaw mong makatikim ng maaanghang na salita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ssx29L6SLFU/TyQggtusuAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/bVky1EF0lk8/s1600/mario.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ssx29L6SLFU/TyQggtusuAI/AAAAAAAAAbI/bVky1EF0lk8/s320/mario.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MARIO JOSE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Why did you chose the course, Info Tech?" ---Tanong nung orientation. "Wala lang, trip ko lang" --- Mario. Haha! Diko makalimutan yon. May pagka-ice breaker kasi. Sa mga banat nya, utas lagi ang klase, ewan ko lang kung may na-offend. Pero at least, nagpapakatotoo lang sya. Lagi syang target ni miss x pagdating sa model sa kalokohan. haha. Sya nga pala yung kaklase kong asa tarpaulin! :)) Model ng school nya nung highschool sya. Dahil napaka-supportive ng klase, fan nya kaming lahat dahil halos lahat, natuwa nung nakita sya. Grade conscious din to at ayaw ng naaagrabyado. Wag mo lang pipikunin kung ayaw mong magkaroon ng sigalot. haha. joke. peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F1g8dpWKLow/TyQhEuHmEaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/mBV4zlWccdg/s1600/jabin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F1g8dpWKLow/TyQhEuHmEaI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/mBV4zlWccdg/s320/jabin.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JABIN ABNER JUMARANG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Trivia: Ayaw na ayaw nya sa pangalan nyang 'Abner'. Ewan ko lang kung bakit. Kung tatanungin kung sinong die-hard fan ng All Time Low, isa na sya dun. Mula sa mga kanta hanggang sa ibang details kay Alex Gaskarth at sa mga instruments na ginagamit nila, aayy, alam nya yon. Spell Galante. J-A-B-I-N. Mahilig magpakain. Palibhasa, may catering service sila (haha. anong konek?). Pag nang imbita to sa outing, di na nabibigla na i-shoulder LAHAT ng expenses. Mahirap kasi maningil. haha. Pero take note, marunong din to mangutang at mamalimos. chos! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bCGvG5W1YfU/TyQhXYoySGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/3hTQgeo14R8/s1600/rhica.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bCGvG5W1YfU/TyQhXYoySGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/3hTQgeo14R8/s320/rhica.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RHICA MAE LALAMUNAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ang syota ni Kimpoy. Chos. Nung una, akala ko, diko sya makaka-sundo. Pero may pagka-luka at kalahati din pala to kaya nakaka-relate na din ako sa kanya. "Mahal mo? Minahal mo? Mahal mo pa?" ---- tanong nya noon. Nakaka-hot seat lang. Marami rin ako natutunan sa kanya tulad ng difference ng 'Loyal' sa 'Faithful', at mga dapat ginagawa kung naka-move on ka na nga daw. Pwede mo nga pala syang tawaging "Rhica" o "Lala". Nakaka-relate din ako sa kanya pag 'nagmamatakaw' sya. :) Mahilig din sya sa Superman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TRMdaYGgr1I/TyQiN18Ll7I/AAAAAAAAAbg/AjpdkiAdqTI/s1600/jan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="233" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TRMdaYGgr1I/TyQiN18Ll7I/AAAAAAAAAbg/AjpdkiAdqTI/s320/jan.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JAN LANTIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ang taga-Malvar *bow*. 25 ang number ng pc nya sa computer lab (naalala ko lang). Naalala ko lang din nung nasagi nya si sir malasmas habang dumadaan sa kanya. Kaba sya e! Signature look ang laging pangalumbaba. Mabait din to. :) Nakakatuwa nung mag-kwento sya once kasi you wouldn't expect na ganun sya. Ka-buddy din namin to sa Programming kahit na sa kabilang table sya. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XHsGNquXw4/TyQiqwWHTTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LbbH3MvUs7g/s1600/maki.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5XHsGNquXw4/TyQiqwWHTTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LbbH3MvUs7g/s320/maki.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MARK LEE MALIGALIG&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Si maki. Subukan mong tawaging 'xerox' ang 'photocopy' kung ayaw mong mapahiya sa kanya. Subukan mo din daw pakainin ng oatmeal ang tatay mo kung ayaw mong pagalitan ka at masabihan na "bat ga ganyan ang pinapakaen mo sa akin e, may ngipin pa ako?". Yan si maki, prangka. Wag mo nga lang inisin kung ayaw mong mabara. Magaling din yan mag-drawing. At laging naka-hubad ang sapatos pag may klase. Astig din pumorma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wHmQ0xa_ps/TyQjT7SNYSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/N02_ZckmRww/s1600/kevin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wHmQ0xa_ps/TyQjT7SNYSI/AAAAAAAAAbw/N02_ZckmRww/s320/kevin.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KEVIN MERCADO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Si Jesus daw sabi ni miss x kasi kamukha daw nya si Jesus. Isang bagay na sobra akong napapatawa sa kanya,takot sya sa aso. :)) Lola's boy din ata to. 'Bespren' daw ni mario, kaso....... :). Tulad ko, avid fan din yan ni dj chacha of 101.9 fm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GjO3G0qb2vM/TyQkBxblLVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/umi8j7msR40/s1600/erika.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GjO3G0qb2vM/TyQkBxblLVI/AAAAAAAAAb4/umi8j7msR40/s320/erika.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ERIKA MONTILLA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Payat na, matangkad pa.Woah. One of the first set of people na nakilala ko this college kasi, mag-karoom kami nung orientation. :P Minsan, tinatawag syang "monti". Ka-row ko din sya sa Fundamentals at Programming, meaning, kasama sa "group work-group workan". :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmhhLzfQAz4/TyQkVNL52mI/AAAAAAAAAcA/drOZHpWrUXY/s1600/kean.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rmhhLzfQAz4/TyQkVNL52mI/AAAAAAAAAcA/drOZHpWrUXY/s320/kean.jpg" width="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KEAN ORSOLINO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He's definitely KEAN, as in, KEAN (say it with a broad voice). Haha. E kasi nga, malaki sya. He's kind of vain at pagdating sa dougie, he can totally bring it. Basta tumunog ang kanta, tingnan mo yan, sumasayaw sayaw na. May isa syang kinakanta na diko malaman kung anong kanta yon. May lyrics na "bow chikawowow....". Isa to sa mga epic every comski kasi kahit si miss x e, natatawa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vkcPZjLfj9c/TyQlMrQKu6I/AAAAAAAAAcI/q10eVU90wUM/s1600/lemuel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vkcPZjLfj9c/TyQlMrQKu6I/AAAAAAAAAcI/q10eVU90wUM/s320/lemuel.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LEMUEL PLATA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Makulit pero mabait. Nagpapasensya, pero di mo alam, naiinis na pala. Pero, may point naman kung bakit. One time, naka-sama ko sya sa pagtapos ng 'sarimanok' na class requirement para sa math week, and I enjoyed it. Marami akong natutunan sa kanya about their religion. Lips candy yung candy na lagi nyang binibigay pag humihingi ka. :) And the best part about him is, he's gentleman. Keep it up Lemuel! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhmDOvbUMak/TyQmCMd53dI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/k5vutY-3250/s1600/lance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhmDOvbUMak/TyQmCMd53dI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/k5vutY-3250/s320/lance.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LANCE LEIGH PURINO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Unang classmate na nakilala ko online. :) She's the jolly type of person who can get along to everybody well and easily. I can say that she can be the leader you can rely on, pero syempre, you have to do your part too para di sya mainis sayo. Purino or Lance kung tawagin minsan. She loves violet, at mahilig din sa pichur pichur. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-swVKQjQ8Jo0/TyQmqIImasI/AAAAAAAAAcY/CRDvB2eHaZk/s1600/jeco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-swVKQjQ8Jo0/TyQmqIImasI/AAAAAAAAAcY/CRDvB2eHaZk/s320/jeco.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JECO EMMANUEL RAZON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Jecoman! ---tawag nila kay jeco minsan. Sya yung taong laging nahuhuling tulog! Kaya naman madaming kodak na nasa dreamland sya at take note, madaming beses na syang nahuli ni Sir Malasmas, yun lang, ayaw umamin! IS graduate din sya at friendly. He can judge a book by its cover and actions (teka, gumagalaw ba mag-isa ang libro? haha. kidding!). Mahusay magbigay ng advice. (Amen!) Mapapatunayan mong manhid ka nga pag nangyayare na sayo ang mga sinasabi nya nuon na ayaw mo pang paniwalaan! Oha? "Double dot" daw. Ang ibig nyang sabihin, "colon". Tanong ni Sir Malasmas, "Anu yon, ice cream?". Ice breaker! Tawa ang buong klase sa loob ng malamig ng computer lab. Hands Down Jeco! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZKuCVWk700/TyQnLh3_III/AAAAAAAAAcg/egouD4WjKH0/s1600/rodel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8ZKuCVWk700/TyQnLh3_III/AAAAAAAAAcg/egouD4WjKH0/s320/rodel.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RODEL REAL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Si kuya rodel daw. Madalas magpatawa, at nakaka-tawa nga naman sya. :)) Magical ang iphone nito dahil puro kalokohan ang mga pictures at videos na nasa gallery. (Sa tingin ko lang :P) Puro tulog at epic face ang mga laman e! May pagka-happy-go-lucky pero malalim din ang mga problema (syempre, parang normal na tao lang). Basta nakaka-tawa sya. Yun lang. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dw5LvijwAsg/TyQniBnt1GI/AAAAAAAAAco/P9gNs3fwlQs/s1600/mark.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dw5LvijwAsg/TyQniBnt1GI/AAAAAAAAAco/P9gNs3fwlQs/s320/mark.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MARK REYES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Eto yung taong nakakatakot magsalita sa sobrang laki ng boses, at sobrang nakaka-dala ang tawa. He's the person who loves to read. Idol ko 'to pag kumakanta at pag nag-gigitara. He's one of the trendsetters in our classroom. Trendsetter in terms of words, sayings, etc. Mr. Programming. Yun nga lang I can't believe when he accepted Jabin's deal to make his projects. Wew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OgsubjCDCLs/TyQo5C3QiTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/aeT1FypZuHE/s1600/aldrich.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OgsubjCDCLs/TyQo5C3QiTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/aeT1FypZuHE/s320/aldrich.jpg" width="119" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RON ALDRICH SALAZAR&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;May kamukha syang Naruto character, diko lang alam ang pangalan. :P I find aldrich so humorous since he was called by sir malasmas to model his phone for our topic in programming. He asked him if he has a cellphone and he showed his Samsung corby. I bet he was nervously thinking that sir malasmas will confiscate it. Fortunately, it's for our topic, switch. When he reported for his comski requirement, I was shocked to know that he was a soccer player when he was in highschool. Didn't know I have a classmate who also kicks the ball to goal. Actually, among my classmates, I could hardly remember how does his voice sounds like 'cause I don't think he speaks at all (just kidding :P). Basta si aldrich, isa to sa mga malalakas ang trip sa klase. Dagdag pampasakit ng tyan katatawa. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBlONMiHkRA/TyQpv-16QpI/AAAAAAAAAc4/d7R70lk6tNQ/s1600/nad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBlONMiHkRA/TyQpv-16QpI/AAAAAAAAAc4/d7R70lk6tNQ/s320/nad.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RONALD SANCHEZ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Si Nad, ang taga Las Pinas na lumipat ng batangas at sa La Salle nag-aral. Drummer ng Danzcom Pep Squad kaya naman exempted sa P.E.. At dahil exempted nga sya, every Monday, ang haaaaabaaaa ng vacant period nya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nung una, akala ko di talaga sya nag-sasalita. Weird. Tumatawa lang pag may nakakatawa sa classroom pero syempre, di tunay ang akala minsan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Once I was wearing orange nail polish then he asked, "Oh, napano yang kamay mo? Naipit ba yan sa elevator?". Tawa lang. mukha syang rainbow troll (no offense, Nad! Peace man!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4BqlipU5G0/TyQqcBDN9lI/AAAAAAAAAdA/HqftdtxdbHk/s1600/dustine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A4BqlipU5G0/TyQqcBDN9lI/AAAAAAAAAdA/HqftdtxdbHk/s320/dustine.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DUSTINE SUAREZ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ang pinaka-unang classmate na nakita ko sa loob ng classroom nung 1st day of school. Sya daw si "Dustine Bieber" sabi nila. Laging tahimik at minsay tulala at wariy naka-shot (joke lang) :). Buti nalang, di sya napipikon pag ginagalaw. Mabait at open naman syang tao, kelangan mo lang syang i-approach kasi lahat naman tayo, may mahiyaing side. Laging inaasar kay kitkat, palibhasa, laging magkatabi kasi madalas e, alphabetical order ang seating arrangement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfe5tee7mgw/TyQq9mFZpiI/AAAAAAAAAdI/7zHY2c7hkiE/s1600/kitkat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qfe5tee7mgw/TyQq9mFZpiI/AAAAAAAAAdI/7zHY2c7hkiE/s320/kitkat.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KITKAT TAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My very first seatmate nung 1st day. She is quiet as always, pero nasa loob din ang kulo nyan. Luka din lalo na pag nakiki go with the flow. Sa klase, sya ang pinaka-demure. Pag may project, letter-er namin yan kasi maganda mag-sulat at mag-lettering. Mabait at maaasahan. :)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eBAjFfvHnZY/TyQradXJGwI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cIfbndLmSCk/s1600/bhilly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eBAjFfvHnZY/TyQradXJGwI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/cIfbndLmSCk/s320/bhilly.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BHILLY VALDEZ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Isa sa mga campus crush ng DLSL. Tumblrista din. Masyadong down-to-earth (nga ba?). Tawa kami ng tawa ni Leah nung ikinuwento nya yung unang dating nya sa Lipa dahil nga taga Sariaya, Quezon sya. Syanong-syano ang dating. Ewan ko lang kung tunay. I remember the time when he laughed alone when he's supposed to read something in front. Everyone laughed at his imba laugh. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-ONYEMs-kY/TyQsTVnoKEI/AAAAAAAAAdY/GCd_V14P-Yk/s1600/jeu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B-ONYEMs-kY/TyQsTVnoKEI/AAAAAAAAAdY/GCd_V14P-Yk/s320/jeu.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;JEUFREN VILLANUEVA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"Tell your partner your favorite actor" --Sa first activity namin yan sa Reled. Si Robin Padilla daw ang kanya. Subaybay daw nya ang Guns and Roses nun! (Naman!) Halata sa looks nya. Maangas ang dating, pero sa ibang aspects, may ibubuga din naman. Kung meron lang best attire nung reporting nung Comski, ay, panalo na sya don! Ikaw ba naman ang mag-barong with matching pink socks? Benta e. haha! Je-yu nga pala ang pronunciation ng nickname nya. Drummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, yearbook kuno! :P Sa muli mga kaibigan! Good luck sa napiling course. Naway maging successful tayong lahat. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;-----neds :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Group page:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/groups/106025279492092/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;https://www.facebook.com/groups/106025279492092/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282562382001318958-206770639057577418?l=schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/206770639057577418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/11/1st-1st-sem-casts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/206770639057577418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/206770639057577418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/11/1st-1st-sem-casts.html' title='1st 1st Sem Casts'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T4FdSehqs4g/TyQVffZm42I/AAAAAAAAAYo/D7OxvsPP-Iw/s72-c/Mish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282562382001318958.post-6708680757432419686</id><published>2011-10-22T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T08:28:32.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ng dahil kay Google...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ye2QowhheM0/TqK38vfeXyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/oxUOQcZpTuU/s1600/DSC01410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ye2QowhheM0/TqK38vfeXyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/oxUOQcZpTuU/s320/DSC01410.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;wrong spelling pa ang speech. hoho. :P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The moment I received this message from Jabin after I asked how was their last day of regular classes, my heartbeat went running away. Just imagine how surprised I was knowing what something big happened. Something big which I missed though I don't want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vptTwGYQfc4/TqK5Rj8CefI/AAAAAAAAAVA/NJ0SzfSve10/s1600/DSC01411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vptTwGYQfc4/TqK5Rj8CefI/AAAAAAAAAVA/NJ0SzfSve10/s400/DSC01411.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was surprised yet confused that time 'cause Jabin said that Miss said that I have the "best" portfolio when I haven't made anything yet. (Just being honest. Sorry Miss for this!) I said, maybe she have read my blog about her, but I was even wondering 'cause I don't even link the blog to her. I was full of question marks around my head that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The next day, Daryl pm-ed me telling me CLEARLY of what really happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTTbECbEoEk/TqK8Cs_v2UI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ye76E2qg104/s1600/Untitled1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VTTbECbEoEk/TqK8Cs_v2UI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ye76E2qg104/s640/Untitled1.jpg" width="562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know this is a personal message, but I just want to show how I knew it clearly. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Too much spoiler. The book I received from Miss X is called "All I Really Need To Know I Learned It In Kindergarten" by Robert Fulghum. I suck at reading these kinds of stuffs, but I will do my best to finish this book. It was the whole book of the&amp;nbsp;excerpt&amp;nbsp;she gave us before. She says it's like Bob Ong in English. That's a very nice motivation. haha! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ukfzxgnjxc/TqK9hN2rXXI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/3MmDjdZHGLY/s1600/DSC01412.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ukfzxgnjxc/TqK9hN2rXXI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/3MmDjdZHGLY/s400/DSC01412.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;From the moment I was told that I was given a book until I received it, until now especially whenever I see this book, I always feel my heart smiling. Especially, knowing that a teacher whom you think is so cool is the one who gave it to you, it just feels different. I told my sister, if I was there last October 6, I could've hugged her! Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Going back, this is the blog I wrote about her:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/07/check-kay-miss-x.html"&gt;http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/07/check-kay-miss-x.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I had no intentions of being "sipsip" when I wrote this. It's just that I want to tell how happy and lucky I was being her student. Words aren't enough to say how much we, IT1B love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was even more flattered when she shared it on facebook. I thought, she, reading the blog is already enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-No6TLldEmJs/TqLEK1_wYMI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Rf30DplO4Zg/s1600/Untitled2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-No6TLldEmJs/TqLEK1_wYMI/AAAAAAAAAVY/Rf30DplO4Zg/s640/Untitled2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Isn't it nice of people knowing facts about you not because they're just curious and it's from&amp;nbsp;eavesdropping, but because they focused on it? I mean, in a way that knowing you is not just something they heard for seconds, but something which they listen at, or put in mind and live with? I don't know if I said it how I wanted it to tell you clearly, but the time I saw the customized cellphone abubut given by miss x, it touched my heart too. Wanna know why? Here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aWPnEKEYAkQ/TqLLRL5YxFI/AAAAAAAAAVg/b5GfwrxePBY/s1600/DSC01421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aWPnEKEYAkQ/TqLLRL5YxFI/AAAAAAAAAVg/b5GfwrxePBY/s320/DSC01421.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #ebeec8; color: #1f1f1f; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Calling me "neds" makes me happy because by doing that, I know you're comfortable with my presence. You smile, I smile. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" &lt;/i&gt;----This is what's written on my About me here on my blogs. +1 ang love ko kay Miss X when I saw this. I was like "Aww, she called me neds. :) ♥". Even the letter she wrote in the book, she wrote there "neds" too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was trembling while reading the letter written by Miss X in the book after Leah handed it to me last October 8. It was the first time I received something which is so special to a person. Like I was just reading an e-book about a kid being given books by his English teacher, and now, it happened to me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I can say that my 1st Sem in De La Salle Lipa is so worth it. I never thought it'll be this special. Thanks to the people who made it possible and those who became part of it. Thank You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTsEnsvS5Sc/TqLPfYcE0YI/AAAAAAAAAVo/8U3ij1YtNJY/s1600/DSC01420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OTsEnsvS5Sc/TqLPfYcE0YI/AAAAAAAAAVo/8U3ij1YtNJY/s640/DSC01420.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always Remember: We are all born to do great things!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8sGO6FGGw1M/TqLP2OWycDI/AAAAAAAAAVw/CXWdkGwi9Mk/s1600/DSC01419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8sGO6FGGw1M/TqLP2OWycDI/AAAAAAAAAVw/CXWdkGwi9Mk/s1600/DSC01419.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;xoxo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;neds ♥&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/7282562382001318958-6708680757432419686?l=schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/6708680757432419686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/10/ng-dahil-kay-google.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/6708680757432419686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/6708680757432419686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/10/ng-dahil-kay-google.html' title='Ng dahil kay Google...'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ye2QowhheM0/TqK38vfeXyI/AAAAAAAAAU4/oxUOQcZpTuU/s72-c/DSC01410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282562382001318958.post-7206499779423543202</id><published>2011-10-19T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T16:56:55.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending 1st sem with a dip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday happened. October 18, 2011. I finally had an outing with my classmates for the first time. First time 'cause in highschool, I wasn't able to come, due to some reasons. Rhica and I wasn't given a chance to dip ourselves in the pool because of the wrong timing of the waving of the red flag. But sure yesterday was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;By past 11, we were waiting at the shade of banay-banay, m-kahoy's entry point. We were brought to La Virginia by my classmate's truck. We have to hold on tight and feel and enjoy the breeze of the wind.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Woohoo! Major major joyride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IxfP5vcv6uY/Tp5zq_yg5DI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dd1IBRVzzkI/s1600/DSC01193.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IxfP5vcv6uY/Tp5zq_yg5DI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dd1IBRVzzkI/s1600/DSC01193.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cYZWUWexXJ0/Tp5hgc8urfI/AAAAAAAAATw/tXBKv5Muz8c/s1600/DSC01199.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cYZWUWexXJ0/Tp5hgc8urfI/AAAAAAAAATw/tXBKv5Muz8c/s640/DSC01199.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We had pork adobo and rice for lunch prepared by the amazing cook of Jabin's family's Catering business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It was too hot when we arrived the place so my classmates decided to wait for the sun to kind of cool down. &lt;i&gt;Pag nag-swimming ka daw ng ganong kainit, baka pag-ahon mo, uling ka na. haha!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;After we had our lunch, some swam and us girls with Jabin, Mark, Bhilly and Rap went to the court and the boys played basketball. Before the rain pour so hard, we went back to our cottage and they all decided to swim until the rain stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Do you also admire the line "Simple lang pero may dating?". Me? Super! Isn't it sweet when someone surprises you with a view like this just to tell you how he really feels, because he believe that "action speaks louder than words". With the matching background song "It might be you" pa! (The song is just a coincidence). Who won't get touched when someone did this to you? I say, only numb persons won't. Hands down to Jabin for that! And of course, the people who are in this picture. bÜd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S5lX4U3LhMk/Tp5p1yvdHCI/AAAAAAAAAT4/sZaO0RCYVzE/s1600/DSC01264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S5lX4U3LhMk/Tp5p1yvdHCI/AAAAAAAAAT4/sZaO0RCYVzE/s640/DSC01264.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3:05pm&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;After that, we had our merienda, which is Spaghetti and sandwich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Though late, we were all surprised to see Daryl come. Sabi nga nila, "pag may gusto, may paraan".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The place is just so cool that we we're like tourists roaming around the resort. Thanks to our tourguide, our host, Jabin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Later on, the celebrity of the event came. Who was it? Miss X! She was with her hubby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hwbVdrY_IIU/Tp5tTYomIdI/AAAAAAAAAUA/DGnN11AgBcY/s1600/DSC01309.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hwbVdrY_IIU/Tp5tTYomIdI/AAAAAAAAAUA/DGnN11AgBcY/s400/DSC01309.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It was nice talking to miss X when we were all in the cottage. Too bad&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Leah, Macky, Jodelle, and Rodel wasn't able to catch her up because they have to go home early. Well, most of them had a "session" with the couple. I bet they got a lot of talks while passing on the glasses of the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qThqWfXtzVk/Tp5vz3PDLxI/AAAAAAAAAUI/RWX4JZto4Ps/s1600/307280_226428770753855_100001602003244_694560_2103311410_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qThqWfXtzVk/Tp5vz3PDLxI/AAAAAAAAAUI/RWX4JZto4Ps/s640/307280_226428770753855_100001602003244_694560_2103311410_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8TFjU9YhCdk/Tp5v72QgRHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/bDdiUTpPd44/s1600/298488_226428954087170_100001602003244_694562_790895011_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8TFjU9YhCdk/Tp5v72QgRHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/bDdiUTpPd44/s640/298488_226428954087170_100001602003244_694562_790895011_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4TRwTSFGHSE/Tp5w4N5ZvkI/AAAAAAAAAUY/mNXhIvrrlxg/s1600/310825_226429264087139_100001602003244_694566_1849432343_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4TRwTSFGHSE/Tp5w4N5ZvkI/AAAAAAAAAUY/mNXhIvrrlxg/s640/310825_226429264087139_100001602003244_694566_1849432343_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We went off almost 7pm. I pity those who got baller-napped by miss X. Condolence guys! HAHA. joke. :P Thanks to the driver and Jabin for the free ride home. YAY! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It was a fun day though not everyone was present. See you in the next dip! :D (hopefully Rhica and I could the next time!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xg7Sd-qXlrk/Tp5zNxw1LwI/AAAAAAAAAUo/p2F5RKzR3Oc/s1600/DSC01314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xg7Sd-qXlrk/Tp5zNxw1LwI/AAAAAAAAAUo/p2F5RKzR3Oc/s400/DSC01314.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRnhrY-t5Wk/Tp5y9UlWs8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/mKcUqEMAwtw/s1600/304180_226425550754177_100001602003244_694527_236219457_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RRnhrY-t5Wk/Tp5y9UlWs8I/AAAAAAAAAUg/mKcUqEMAwtw/s640/304180_226425550754177_100001602003244_694527_236219457_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Attendance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Michelle Andal &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Jodelle Anonuevo &amp;nbsp; -cutting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Shane Bathan &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Daryl Bautista &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Rap Bautista &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Jaah Callilung &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ethel Capellan &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Benjo Corto &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Leah Distor &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-cutting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mario Jose &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Jabin Jumarang &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Rhica Lalamunan &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Macky Maligalig &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-cutting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Neda Maramo &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Kevin Mercado &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Rodel Real &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; -cutting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mark Reyes &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Kitkat Tan &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Billy Valdez &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Jeufren Villanueva &amp;nbsp;-present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Miss X &amp;amp;hubby &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;-late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Credits to miss x for some pictures here. The ones with date are hers.&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/7282562382001318958-7206499779423543202?l=schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/7206499779423543202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/10/ending-1st-sem-with-dip.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/7206499779423543202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/7206499779423543202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/10/ending-1st-sem-with-dip.html' title='Ending 1st sem with a dip'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IxfP5vcv6uY/Tp5zq_yg5DI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dd1IBRVzzkI/s72-c/DSC01193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282562382001318958.post-3300357600972791224</id><published>2011-09-16T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T18:13:26.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Akala ko kasi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I started making our group documentary film last night at Tito Melvin's house. Sadly, I have to go alone 'cause my groupmates can't go and have the overnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;At first, I thought it would be easy, that I just have to record what's happening to them during work, but no. I was shocked and got confused and didn't know what to do the moment I entered their house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I was battling with sleepiness 'cause I have to deal with the "No Signal Policy" inside the house. My phone acted having NPA due to that matter. Watching TV kind of makes me feel drowsy. Another thing I have to consider is their dogs. Not that I really don't like dogs, it's just that I'm scared at them 'cause they might bite me and eat me. LOL. just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tita Cha is so approachable and she's so nice. If I'm not mistaken, I think last night was the first time I met her and talked to her. It's just so nice to see how she act professionally, and answers on every question and comments on things. She made me have second thought of our topic, on how it is connected to our course by just a simple convo. I was like "oonga 'no?" and right now, I am still brainstorming on how to relate my ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Minutes after I started filming inside, I feel like I was troubleshooting. I mean, I was multitasking and I don't know what to do. I got so much lessons. I learned that making a documentary can't be done by only one person especially when that person's totally a newbie. I don't know if that happened to other people too, but to me, I got so many "Oh I should've done this, I should've done that", and so on and so forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;From the alone experience last night, I concluded that you can't be all person at one time. There must be a person or two to videograph, for angle purposes, there must be someone who have to jot down what your interviewee is saying just in case the camera isn't showing the red spot on the screen by accident, and someone who have a quick thinking of follow up questions. What more? Those were the kind of people I needed last night, or I needed to possess me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Let me share you the things I figured out last night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;1. Be Alert! You'll never know, something really big might just happen next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;2. Never lose track. As much as possible, always have your camera on record especially when you see your interviewee answers or shares something actively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;3. Never Multitask! Every group member should have a role no matter what. You're not Superman or Wonder woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;4. Have plenty of unused storage space in your memory card. Panic button is not part of the emergency machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;5. Act like a child when asking questions. Always have a follow up question so the flow of your story can be smooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;6. Don't feel awkward, don't be shy. It will just destroy your bright ideas and your strategies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;7. Be open for further conversations. It can give you more ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;8. Know your equipments well before using them. You might see the camera features you need to use AFTER you have taken your videos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;9. Jot down notes. Your ideas decay too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;10. Always have a&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;baon&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;energy&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;11. Think about your topic before going to the actual thing. It's hard to restart in real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You don't have to be any kind of superhero to be able to have a good output of this kind of project (Well if you could, why not?). You just have to go with the flow, be open-minded, trust your instincts, always be reminded that expectation is far from reality (It might be near by luck or if you're already a pro), face your fears and be ready for anything. Optimism can help you a lot. Surround yourself with good vibes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I almost raised my white flag, but I can't. I have to go on and do my best for the group's sake and of course, for my grade. (Drama!) Good Luck to us! *crossed fingers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282562382001318958-3300357600972791224?l=schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/3300357600972791224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/09/akala-ko-kasi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/3300357600972791224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/3300357600972791224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/09/akala-ko-kasi.html' title='Akala ko kasi...'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282562382001318958.post-1025335844934493698</id><published>2011-09-12T08:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T04:55:49.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chillz95</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Since I always insist to this person that I'm kind, I'll grant a request from him. I know he's a fan, so I'll be nice. (LOL. Kidding!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This person I'm gonna write about is a classmate of mine. He's a blockmate in my first chapter of my college book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I've never noticed him on our first day of school until we had an assignment in Comski1, which was to bring an article that is of our interest. I brought an ish of my candymag, and some of my classmates borrowed it while I'm out having my lunch. When I came in the classroom, Ella greeted me with a worried face showing my magazine with a torn page. I got shocked, not with what happened, but to myself, 'cause normally, I get mad whenever a page of my candymag got ripped, but no, not even a feeling of being pissed of. That's super weird. Then this page ripper guy came inside saying &lt;i&gt;"Ate, sorry, papalitan ko nalang"&lt;/i&gt;. I think it's a pointless matter to have a new copy just because your old one got wrecked. I've read the articles anyway, so I just didn't minded it and said &lt;i&gt;"Ok lang".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I remembered another happening inside the classroom. It was Filione Time and we have to copy something shown in front through an OHP Machine. We were kind of crowding at the back, but I finished copying fast. I lent my notebook to my classmates, who were Jeco, this guy and Kevin, I think? We're almost just in the same age, so it's kind of an insult when someone calls you "Ate". When I heard that word, I said, "Ate?", then Jeco said, &lt;i&gt;"Parang sa commercial yan ah?". &lt;/i&gt;Yeah it was. &lt;i&gt;Napatawa naman ako. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As far as I can remember, he became my groupmate for the first time in an activity in Reled. We were asked to make a graphic presentation about what can we do for other people regarding the issues in our country. He's already &lt;i&gt;makulit &lt;/i&gt;that time. He's one of the "Samsung Corby Owners" in our class. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This guy is a person who's major in life is Philosophy. The kind of person who always asks and answers questions literally. And when you give him questions or answers which are not what he's expecting, he'll be the "clog of the moment", then he'll laugh at you! In short, he's mean. Well, kind of. Mean in a fun way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;This morning, when we're on our way to SM, the jeepney stopped and a man who was talking to someone on the phone climbed in. I heard the person he's talking to laughed, and I smiled secretly, like I want to laugh out loud, but I can't. The sound goes like HA.HA.HA. I smiled because I remembered my classmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It was Comski time, and my seatmate, Kevin and the girl in front my seat, Ella were both absent. He pointed at Ella's empty chair and asked Mario who was sitting there. Mario replied that it was Ella. Then (this is the climax. I just don't know how to say it humorously. haha!) He laughed while saying the words &lt;i&gt;"Ha-ha. Ki-ta mo na may na-ka-u-po jan?". &lt;/i&gt;Can you imagine that? Speaking while laughing? Oh, did I say that it was quiet that time? Then he blurted out the great amusement. HAHAHAHA! It never fail to make me smile over and over again whenever i get to recall it. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Another thing about him is that, he's a trendsetter--with words. First was the "Kagat!", wherein when you get tricked, they will mention that word instead of saying &lt;i&gt;"Ay, uto-uto".&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;The virus spread all over the class until no one acted as the victim already. You just need good tactics in order to say the magic word again. Another word is the "Aw" expression. It's like saying it though you're not really hurt. Like Hyperbole, exaggeration. "Topic?" is his cliché question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;His barkada is with him along the way of laughtrip, Dota, galaan, foodtrip, and girls (what more?). They are Billy, Dake, Rap, Jaah, and Jabin. Yes, he's a serious Dota player, that if playing that computer game is a job, he'd probably be rich by now. I just can't get why did they get so addicted over that game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D2_R-c2yA1w/Tm4kEzWS6LI/AAAAAAAAASk/0bD62ZIOLWY/s1600/216760_263167727033304_100000202354730_1296393_8164525_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D2_R-c2yA1w/Tm4kEzWS6LI/AAAAAAAAASk/0bD62ZIOLWY/s320/216760_263167727033304_100000202354730_1296393_8164525_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aDI1rdTQf6c/Tm4kRUQJTyI/AAAAAAAAASo/y8z3RqJDprQ/s1600/DSC00367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aDI1rdTQf6c/Tm4kRUQJTyI/AAAAAAAAASo/y8z3RqJDprQ/s320/DSC00367.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One cool thing I've discovered about him aside from playing dota and basketball was, he plays lawn tennis! How cool is that? Maybe because I just don't know how to play that sport. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When it comes to Programming, He's definitely "The Man"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;He's a goal-oriented man who don't want to just have a passing score, but the score he thinks he can reach as high as he can. (It's kind of inspiring)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I admire him when playing the guitar, and when he sings. He sure got good voice inspite of the scary broad voice whenever he talks and laughs! Courtesy of what I've said on my previous blog about the maranatha, I loved the part when we sang "The Man Who Can't Be Moved" with Jabin. :) And when I rapped Super Bass while he strums the guitar during our Maranatha practice at Ella's place. I'm such a superstar wannabe when I'm actually just a fan. HAHA. :P He was one of the main singers of our maranatha presentation. He was part of their school's Glee Club when he was in highschool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0IeAJBtULHY/Tm4k_4lgfXI/AAAAAAAAASw/lpe0BVGiFlg/s1600/298872_192093647526920_100001788578944_424863_1300938057_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0IeAJBtULHY/Tm4k_4lgfXI/AAAAAAAAASw/lpe0BVGiFlg/s320/298872_192093647526920_100001788578944_424863_1300938057_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2CctJbNT3ZQ/Tm4lVZAUNBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_yiSasPzvRM/s1600/IMG_8699.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2CctJbNT3ZQ/Tm4lVZAUNBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/_yiSasPzvRM/s320/IMG_8699.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Each one of us have good and bad qualities. Qualities which were the result of our everyday living, and the past. Humanism, school of psychology, I respect whatever is happening to every person in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;For serious non-fiction infos about him, he studied at Canossa Academy when he was in highschool and in St. Joseph when he was in elementary. His birthday is every 8th of January. He's from Balintawak, Lipa CIty. He's the youngest among his sibs. (Just ask him for more infos if you're interested. :P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I just write whatever comes out of my mind randomly. So forgive me if there's something wrong with what I have typed, or for being mean in some of my descriptions here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There is so much more to tell, but if I would, I might write a novel! If I'll still have some words to share, I might just edit this post or include it in my upcoming 1st semester ending blog. FYI, this is an on the spot blog. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9dX3SPhxC4/Tm4kaEH3kqI/AAAAAAAAASs/IcgcNFqOO6w/s1600/DSC00371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9dX3SPhxC4/Tm4kaEH3kqI/AAAAAAAAASs/IcgcNFqOO6w/s200/DSC00371.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because we're friends, this blog&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;only costs&amp;nbsp;one hot fudge! :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, before I hit the publish button. His name is Mark Adriene Reyes. You can call him Mark for short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282562382001318958-1025335844934493698?l=schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/1025335844934493698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/09/chillz95.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/1025335844934493698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/1025335844934493698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/09/chillz95.html' title='chillz95'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D2_R-c2yA1w/Tm4kEzWS6LI/AAAAAAAAASk/0bD62ZIOLWY/s72-c/216760_263167727033304_100000202354730_1296393_8164525_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282562382001318958.post-8150795428925461859</id><published>2011-09-11T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T05:04:01.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Silhouette</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The word "Maranatha" got so overused before September 7 happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Honestly, it's a hard job to act as one of the leaders in your class especially when your classmates kinda don't take it seriously. But it's a very fun event in my life because it made the class become closer. Or maybe just some people, but it's nice to see that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Only in IT1B, where I experienced practices turning out to be swimming time in the rain, hours of lateness but ending so early, some dances, while most sits, still confused at the last minute practice where would the venue be, never had a complete attendance, more laughs, and so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Usually, the day before "The Big Day", general practices are happening. In our class, it never happened. Even the minute before we entered Sentrum. I just told Leah, I salute our class. Super! Hey I mean it in a good way. I know everyone got pissed off, though some just don't show it, even me, I did, but I know it won't help. Being optimistic will be the best way out of stress. And laughing might took it away too, I guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKiKjBchCD8/TmzpOyMio-I/AAAAAAAAASI/G_g0KMa0IGE/s1600/DSC00439.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKiKjBchCD8/TmzpOyMio-I/AAAAAAAAASI/G_g0KMa0IGE/s400/DSC00439.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tN2OAeipEQ8/TmzpEtFZv4I/AAAAAAAAASE/DIUB92IU5y4/s1600/302983_191738620895756_100001788578944_423720_1931898508_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tN2OAeipEQ8/TmzpEtFZv4I/AAAAAAAAASE/DIUB92IU5y4/s400/302983_191738620895756_100001788578944_423720_1931898508_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIaPzPcHJaw/TmzqZLnEmeI/AAAAAAAAASU/ASG65fNux34/s1600/311794_266550366702510_100000426469262_941936_2126467721_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIaPzPcHJaw/TmzqZLnEmeI/AAAAAAAAASU/ASG65fNux34/s640/311794_266550366702510_100000426469262_941936_2126467721_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFLrv_88eK4/Tmzqd4wVpFI/AAAAAAAAASY/9uiJYZDHK_0/s1600/314019_266816533342560_100000426469262_942710_725342101_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFLrv_88eK4/Tmzqd4wVpFI/AAAAAAAAASY/9uiJYZDHK_0/s640/314019_266816533342560_100000426469262_942710_725342101_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcRbXw40i3o/TmzqnH0G-jI/AAAAAAAAASc/z_6-y6UPRUw/s1600/314019_266816540009226_100000426469262_942712_1391740999_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xcRbXw40i3o/TmzqnH0G-jI/AAAAAAAAASc/z_6-y6UPRUw/s400/314019_266816540009226_100000426469262_942712_1391740999_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Our class performed 7th, and get so pressured everytime our eyes see a wonderful presentation. I was looking at the faces of my classmates, and almost all of them (including me) were all like wanting to cry. :P Not really, just kind of worried. While some just relaxes. I heard the class beside our class waiting for something wrong to happen to their opponents for minus points' sake! Aw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EdDhERxl5h0/TmzjusWUJII/AAAAAAAAARc/DbGhJev53Z4/s1600/DSC00442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EdDhERxl5h0/TmzjusWUJII/AAAAAAAAARc/DbGhJev53Z4/s320/DSC00442.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MZCsuON9SUw/Tmzp10AfZGI/AAAAAAAAASM/UcG3jFcOqGM/s1600/DSC00456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MZCsuON9SUw/Tmzp10AfZGI/AAAAAAAAASM/UcG3jFcOqGM/s320/DSC00456.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dance Floor&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZ1H6AN4Ifg/Tmzj2ZQAMBI/AAAAAAAAARg/unz2AvXBIzA/s1600/DSC00449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZ1H6AN4Ifg/Tmzj2ZQAMBI/AAAAAAAAARg/unz2AvXBIzA/s320/DSC00449.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The Miss FAP Candidate from G1A (Nursing Student)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2qpRhbNKN-g/Tmzk1A3hMPI/AAAAAAAAARo/GJZRCBqJjRw/s320/DSC00463.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBrOdJmLbGw/Tmzq9kCUqXI/AAAAAAAAASg/4cPLsgXMgGc/s1600/DSC00479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HBrOdJmLbGw/Tmzq9kCUqXI/AAAAAAAAASg/4cPLsgXMgGc/s320/DSC00479.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Oh, I just remembered. I love the part while we're watching and Mark asked what's the first part of "The Man Who Can't Be Moved" and he, Jabin and I sang the song. hihi. I love the voicing. I wish we could make a cover. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jFyj4zb_6Vs/TmzkViGMRCI/AAAAAAAAARk/8yGGvhggt98/s1600/DSC00450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jFyj4zb_6Vs/TmzkViGMRCI/AAAAAAAAARk/8yGGvhggt98/s320/DSC00450.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;a dove left by a random class who performed.&lt;br /&gt;aww, poor birdie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm pretty sure our class got noticed due to our performance. People say, all other classes were in senti mode, then when we went down the dance floor, kaboom! "What the heck happened?" I was saying that we were assigned in the production number. haha! We were supposed to do an interpretative dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Every presentation had an intro, wherein someone or more will speak and say the class' reflection. When Mish and Dianara spoke, while we were standing behind them, I got goosebumps. Just that time. I felt cold thinking "Ohmygosh, this is it". The best feeling was the part where we made a circle having kind of a big group hug and swinging left and right we were all smiling inside. It just feels so nice, that you finally felt the unity, and the fun while performing. Too bad, the party popper which I bought didn't worked. It wasn't able to be used, because of our innocence on using it. Haha! Dake, Ethel and I never thought we still have to take the sticker off. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Superb for Mark, Tricia, Jorene, and Jeufren's extravagant voices! *thumbs up!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object 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/a2uydVDWd0I/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a2uydVDWd0I&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/a2uydVDWd0I&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Like what I have said on tumblr, the part that I love the most was the closing prayer wherein every participant held a lighted candle with the lights closed inside the sentrum. I felt the Lasallian spirit! (though the wall fan and Mark kept on killing my fire!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cOZOZgL9P7A/Tmzlfx58KqI/AAAAAAAAARs/injD3cIXfeQ/s1600/DSC00482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cOZOZgL9P7A/Tmzlfx58KqI/AAAAAAAAARs/injD3cIXfeQ/s320/DSC00482.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;May nagmumultong kandila sa likod o.&lt;br /&gt;LOL jk. That was Mark's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MCEY2JVCYgM/TmzmDNRiTUI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Kb1c98CG1ZA/s1600/DSC00485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MCEY2JVCYgM/TmzmDNRiTUI/AAAAAAAAAR0/Kb1c98CG1ZA/s320/DSC00485.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Class Mayors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYFdXDLlfV8/TmzlxWRDcDI/AAAAAAAAARw/wDkMsYKyZtc/s1600/DSC00487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYFdXDLlfV8/TmzlxWRDcDI/AAAAAAAAARw/wDkMsYKyZtc/s320/DSC00487.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQRDY8Fvngw/TmzmmNp83fI/AAAAAAAAAR4/O7CTdRfPo5Y/s1600/DSC00488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EQRDY8Fvngw/TmzmmNp83fI/AAAAAAAAAR4/O7CTdRfPo5Y/s320/DSC00488.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GCuDvF6u74o/TmzmsoqmteI/AAAAAAAAAR8/0LFFeryZmpA/s1600/DSC00489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GCuDvF6u74o/TmzmsoqmteI/AAAAAAAAAR8/0LFFeryZmpA/s320/DSC00489.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Jorene's Solar Hands. HAHA.:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HrY_hc1FwFc/TmzndD5sI3I/AAAAAAAAASA/VcDbTKZm7-Y/s1600/305173_2210280710075_1639210285_2187706_1075003783_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HrY_hc1FwFc/TmzndD5sI3I/AAAAAAAAASA/VcDbTKZm7-Y/s320/305173_2210280710075_1639210285_2187706_1075003783_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was last Sept. 8, the Maranatha Finals.&lt;br /&gt;We weren't one of these people, but sure the scenario I was telling you &lt;br /&gt;looks exactly like this. :)&lt;br /&gt;Credits to kuya/ate André Enginco for this piccie!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As expected, we didn't win, but the fact that Miss Grace smiled at us when we met her, saying at least, we did our best, it just feels good. Aww. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xLjirEaKPnI/TmzqGiP2ZGI/AAAAAAAAASQ/SZhSH861y6k/s1600/DSC00469.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xLjirEaKPnI/TmzqGiP2ZGI/AAAAAAAAASQ/SZhSH861y6k/s320/DSC00469.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Panel of Judges with some of the Guests&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The event ended at 8:30 pm. Headed to Mcdo for Dinner with Ella and Jabin. Some others came along after. Got home super late, and it was my first time. It's a good thing I still got a ride home. Thank you God for guiding me home safe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;---lots of love, Neds&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/7282562382001318958-8150795428925461859?l=schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/8150795428925461859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/09/silhouette.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/8150795428925461859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/8150795428925461859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/09/silhouette.html' title='Silhouette'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKiKjBchCD8/TmzpOyMio-I/AAAAAAAAASI/G_g0KMa0IGE/s72-c/DSC00439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282562382001318958.post-7652314411343610734</id><published>2011-09-01T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:11:34.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wagas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I remember my first week in college. I was like a puppy lost in the city with lots of feet walking everywhere, back and forth. A shy pup who just decided to stay away from people and mind her own world. But really wants to make some friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Didn't know I'll come to this point of loving college life, and that's because of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As a super duper fresh student that time, I feel like I have a very bad breath, that everytime I'll speak to a classmate, he/she will suddenly collapse. Yes it's so hard to adjust from highschool to college in an instant, but time will help you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I had this condition to myself to not get too attached to people, because I might get hurt again when they leave. I didn't know why did I ever thought about that on my first freshman days, 'cause it's too&amp;nbsp;augmentative&amp;nbsp;to have that kind of perception and always be the one who don't belong. No man is really an island.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;What my auntie said on my first week of school was true. &lt;i&gt;Bano pa kaming lahat sa college, pero kapag may friends ka na, parang ivory, ang sarap ng feeling!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;With the kind of people I am with, and a friend whom I can rely on, and talk about my&amp;nbsp;giddiness, what more can I ask for?&amp;nbsp;With my first impressions and&amp;nbsp;cowardliness, I never thought I could get along with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yesterday, I got so pissed off at Filione time, because of how our professor acted so rudely on us. If I'm a witch, I could curse her. It's a good thing my classmates are there to make you laugh though not intended specifically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm the kind of person who loves to laugh, 'cause laughing feels so infinite. It feels like I'm not being stalked by problems. I feel like everyone is so happy whenever someone cracks a joke and everyone laughs, or just simply laughs on a certain thing everyone can relate, though some don't. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As of now, I'm still thinking of some words to describe how much I love being with them. I mean, they're one of the best people I've met in my life, I can't think of any anymore. Basta I'm happy with them! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'll just add some of my words in my follow up blog about each one of them, so stay tuned! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y1cneDG7Rgs/TmAfEhVa4oI/AAAAAAAAARQ/FYU3MQUN5TU/s1600/DSC09917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y1cneDG7Rgs/TmAfEhVa4oI/AAAAAAAAARQ/FYU3MQUN5TU/s320/DSC09917.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EltifXf_0_k/TmAcc_LCsqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/ZzNZsEnyXm8/s1600/314081_270637299613088_100000004594573_1195609_8098230_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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We were asked to read any book connected to Comski1. Miss X admitted that reading a book about our subject really is boring, so she required us to read novels instead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Feeling that I have the "bragging rights", I am so proud to tell the whole world that &lt;b&gt;I FINALLY FINISHED READING A NOVEL!&lt;/b&gt; Yes! Miracle! It's one of the greatest achievement I've done in my entire existence! I don't know what soul&amp;nbsp;possessed&amp;nbsp;me, but maybe I finally felt the need to be honest for once on my book reports, or am I just afraid of Miss X for what she said that she reads articles in the internet? haha. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Seriously, I have never finished reading a novel for my book reports since elementary, not until I stepped college. The cliche goes like this: I'll buy or borrow a book, then try reading it. On my reading process, my wild imagination will work and then I won't be able to understand what I've read, then I'll read it over and over again (particularly, a page) until I get tired and annoyed with myself, or while reading this "sleeping pill like object", yes, I tend to snore later on. Until the deadline knocks on my door. I have no choice, but to search for the details in the internet and do the so called "paraphrasing". Yes, honestly, I do it all the time. Thanks to the cool and nice people in the world of this electronic boxed thing, I am able to submit my projects. Luckily, I always pass. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Reading never is my thing, until.... I don't know. It just happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Okay, to tell you my pride, the book I read is entitled &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;"Perks of Being a Wallflower"&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by Stephen Chbosky. Actually, I didn't read the book, but the e-book of it. At first, I was quite confused, 'cause the book is composed of letters, so I immediately asked Dianne if it's really like that, and she said yes. So I continued reading. I admit, when sleepy, I'd rather sleep. But it's something I want to accomplish, so when I have free time, read read read. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc2-yuHhQyE/TkUlZfM-1SI/AAAAAAAAAPk/or1_PXYdfh8/s1600/tumblr_lpsg1zuBSn1qjegrs.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc2-yuHhQyE/TkUlZfM-1SI/AAAAAAAAAPk/or1_PXYdfh8/s320/tumblr_lpsg1zuBSn1qjegrs.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As what Dianne told me, the story is about growing up. Charlie, a first year highschool student is the main character. He writes letters to someone he calls a friend like that anonymous friend is his diary. Charlie's bestfriend, Michael&amp;nbsp;committed&amp;nbsp;suicide as told in the fist part of the book. Charlie met new friends, Patrick and Sam, who were siblings. Step-siblings actually. And these two people introduced Charlie to new people, also to things Charlie won't innocently do alone. Well, there are just some parts of the book which is not suitable for children to read. Even I was shocked that the book I was reading has something like that. I just didn't mind it 'cause I was so curious on what's gonna happen next, what will happen last. Charlie also has siblings who acts so random when together, but sweet. He has a brother who is a football player who works hard to be able to be one of the pros so Charlie wouldn't think about his college as a problem. Charlie also has a sister who's so annoyed at him and hates him until she felt so alone and needed help. She's caring when she's pleased. They also have caring and supportive parents, and his favorite aunt, whom he felt special most of the time, Aunt Helen. And Charlie, I see him as an innocent boy. Very. And honest too. He does what he thinks he needed to do. He has a crush on Sam, but he's trying to avoid himself from doing that because of what Sam told him when he told her about his weird dream where Sam is in. Another thing is, Sam is older. A girl named Mary Elizabeth liked him, since the time they went on a dance and a date. Charlie just did what Sam&amp;nbsp;advised&amp;nbsp;him 'cause he's a first-timer, until he got bored. And being honest, he broke Mary Elizabeth's heart. "I don't know if you ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist.". "So, if this end up being my last letter, please believe that things are god with me, and even when they're not, they will soon be enough. And I believe the same about you.", says Charlie on his last letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know what more to say, but if I say it, I might just rewrite the whole novel! LOL. Just kidding! :P So, I'm just gonna list down &lt;b&gt;my favorite quotations&lt;/b&gt; in the book :) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "So this is my life and I want you to know that I'm both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be." ---Charlie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "Some of them were trophies for their parents to show the neighbors like ribbons or gold stars" ---Charlie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "They just like somebody that can give them purpose" ---Patrick&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "The thing is, some girls think they can actually change guys!" ---Patrick&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "Sometimes, people use thought to not participate in life" ---Bill&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "Charlie, we accept the love we think we deserve" ---Bill&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "Not everyone has a sob story, Charlie. And even if they do, it's no excuse" ---Charlie's Dad&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "You see things, you keep quiet about them and you understand" ---Patrick&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "I think it's great that I could be improving on these things without noticing" ---Charlie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "Some people think that the reason a photograph is beautiful is because of how they took it, but actually, it's the scene/subject itself" ---Charlie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "Do you know what I mean? that nice feeling when you look in the mirror, and your hair's right for the first time in your life? I don't think we should base so much on weight, muscles, and a good hair day, but when it happens, it's nice. It really is" ---Charlie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uhsl0siVZVk/TkUlAl6tByI/AAAAAAAAAPg/FY8RmcW_52s/s1600/tumblr_lpsjd2McS31r081leo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="169" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uhsl0siVZVk/TkUlAl6tByI/AAAAAAAAAPg/FY8RmcW_52s/s200/tumblr_lpsjd2McS31r081leo1_500.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL. Charlie Brown.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "Love pats are soft punches of encouragement that is administered on the knee, shoulder and arm"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "I would die for you. But I won't live for you"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "And in that moment, I swear we were infinite"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "Let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "That light feeling you get when everything wiped away from your mind when that one good song comes on and you are with your favorite people. Almost as if you can do anything. Infinite."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "Because things change. And friends leave. And life doesn't stop for anybody"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "I just need to know that someone out there listens and understands and doesn't try to sleep with people even if they could have. I need to know that these people exist"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "It's just I don't want to be somebody's crush. If someone likes me, I want them to like the real me, not the way they think I am. And I don't them to carry it around inside. I want to show me, so I can feel it too" ---Sam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "It's just hard to see a friend hurt this much. Especially when you can't do anything except be there"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;• "I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Reading this book made me think, realize and say "oo nga". So if you're planning to read this book, I advice you to go and read it, especially when you're in the stage of seeking the question "Who am I?". It's a great work of Stephen Chbosky because.......&lt;b&gt;JUST READ IT!&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;By the way, I heard that this book is gonna have a movie, and guess what, Logan Lerman and Emma Watson is gonna be the main cast! Excited! :) For the first time, I'm gonna know the feeling of watching a movie knowing the story before it'll be shown in theaters. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FbdDoUuv2vw/TkUmvJqkp3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/KyCKIO7v_T8/s1600/tumblr_lpor6uEwCL1qzxz2so1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FbdDoUuv2vw/TkUmvJqkp3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/KyCKIO7v_T8/s320/tumblr_lpor6uEwCL1qzxz2so1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&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/7282562382001318958-627045426690982640?l=schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/627045426690982640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/08/chboskys-supernatural-powers.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/627045426690982640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/627045426690982640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/08/chboskys-supernatural-powers.html' title='Chbosky&apos;s Supernatural Powers'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc2-yuHhQyE/TkUlZfM-1SI/AAAAAAAAAPk/or1_PXYdfh8/s72-c/tumblr_lpsg1zuBSn1qjegrs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282562382001318958.post-5503333104550260552</id><published>2011-08-04T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T15:39:45.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration to Desperation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The summer before I enter college, I was already having plans of what I'm gonna do aside from studying. lol. One was, I told my mom I'm gonna try out for soccer team. I forgot what she said. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Since then, I've been thinking on how I could join that sport. The sport I love and used to play. I just do not know whom to approach. It's hard in my part. Then I met my schedule. Super close placement of subjects in my schedule shelf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But when I was searching for that "girls team sport" at De La Salle Lipa's website , No Girls Team stated, only guys. So I did not find out more if there really is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I asked a good friend of mine who's having personal problems, and who was with me that afternoon if she wanted to be with the nature for a while and breathe the fresh air inside the oval. She said yes, but there are a lot of people inside, training and playing. How could she relax? Instead, we went inside the chapel, which is beside the oval and then she just prayed. While she was kneeling and was talking to 'bro', I stood up and watched some people play soccer. While my eyes watch the ball roll, feet running, goal keepers guarding their team's base, I got frustrated. I missed playing that sport. I missed how the grass smells like, I miss how the mud and dirt marries my shoes and socks sometimes my clothes, I miss the feeling of being a kid again for some time, I miss sweating because of having fun with something I love to do, I miss my bestfriend, I miss playing with my BCAS co-soccer players, I miss the feeling of being infinite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When I logged on to facebook, I messaged kuya Kenneth Paul Patajo, who is a goalie of the College Men's Soccer Team if there is a Women's team for College. When I read his reply, I screamed and almost not breathe for a minute. (eeep!) Seriously. I was so happy to know (after a long time) that the team where I wanted to be part of exists in my new school. He gave me contact numbers to ask for more&amp;nbsp;informations. I texted ate Rio. She said, &lt;i&gt;"Bakit ngayon mo lang naisipan mag-football? Dapat dati pa. hihi"&lt;/i&gt;. But I was so worried about my class schedule. Besides, I want to be a trainee and also attend my PE class. She said that trainings are everyday. There is every morning, 6:30-10:00am, and I just do not know for the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;As of now, I'm still thinking if I would do the try-outs. That is, if I could meet and accomplish my duties and balance it with my responsibilities. But I really really wish I could! I just don't want to be an&amp;nbsp;irregular&amp;nbsp;student 'cause I know I'll miss a lot----of fun with my IT1B classmates. hihi! :&amp;gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I'm not a very avid fan of the sport. I mean, I don't care much on the famous players, and some of their games. Sometimes, I watch, yes, seldom, but all I wanted is to be good at it and know a lot about it, and kick the ball like football mad, in that time, I might just meet the best players they're talking about.Lol. kidding! :) AJA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn0igSgyxRU/TjrEr9q4n7I/AAAAAAAAAOk/_auqsYqvI0w/s1600/DSC05805.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn0igSgyxRU/TjrEr9q4n7I/AAAAAAAAAOk/_auqsYqvI0w/s320/DSC05805.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First Day of Training in highschool with my bestfriend. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&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/7282562382001318958-5503333104550260552?l=schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/5503333104550260552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/08/frustration-lead-me-to-desperation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/5503333104550260552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/5503333104550260552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/08/frustration-lead-me-to-desperation.html' title='Frustration to Desperation'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn0igSgyxRU/TjrEr9q4n7I/AAAAAAAAAOk/_auqsYqvI0w/s72-c/DSC05805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282562382001318958.post-7540410264393000250</id><published>2011-07-31T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T23:17:50.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Check Kay Miss X</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The time she entered our classroom last June 16, 2011, I got full of questions in my head. Where is Sir Andi? Where is Sir Andi? What about the assignment Sir Andi gave us last tuesday? Why do we have to have a new Comski teacher after a day? I don't know. Maybe because from the first meeting we had with Sir Andi, I already enjoyed it and I didn't found it boring. When she entered our room, the atmosphere seemed different. Plus, there is another "teacher-to-be" (I guess) who landed in our class who is to be evaluated for some time of our 1 hour and 30 minutes class. I sooo can't understand what he was talking about that day. Oh! It's about paraphrasing. The activity our new teacher gave us saved us from sinking to the sea of boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Her name is Miss Xanadu Justiniani, but she prefered to be called "Miss X". Pretty cool. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Some may say that first impressions last, some may say the vice versa of that depending on the situation they experience. After 1 1/2 months of her presence, I just find her so cool. She's a already a mom, but I can't see her totally like one. I mean, not the bad kind who's not caring one, but the way she acts in front of the class makes us comfortable with her and with the subject. She's lovable and caring in her own way. Trust me! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My first impression of her is she's a strict teacher! That JRF303 is gonna be like a refrigerator from 3:55 to 5:25. I was wrong. Us students, hates boredom, and so does she. So every meeting, she has different &lt;i&gt;"pakulo"&lt;/i&gt;, and activities, which on the other hand is also educational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;My highschool classmates say that their Comski is boring. Like there is the same activity every meeting. Thinking that I have the right to brag, we experience our Comski1 the other way around. Miss X + my naughty and funny classmates(boys) + Audience/Laugh-ers (girls) = So much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;One time, she brought her camera at school and we had our Comski1 class picture (sort of). Too bad we're not complete. Wait, did I told you that her camera is a DSLR? Alright, I just told you. Haha! And she also brought her Octopus Tripod. It's so cute, 'cause it's so funky, it's kind of luminous green and the joints are somewhat big, bigger than a jackstone ball (I guess?). Some of my classmates never thought it was a tripod. See how cool it is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She shouts at us, she complains about our attitude and more, &lt;i&gt;kulang nalang, mag-wave sya ng white flag,&lt;/i&gt; but as I've told you, she's sweet and caring in her own way. She may do those things to us, to some of us, but there is a reason behind those things. Like when she told a guy classmate of ours to stand and face the corner of the room, and made two naughty boys to hold hands, she made them do that not for shame, but for them to realize that they have done something wrong. We got touched when she said "Alam nyo ba na kayo ang pinaka-paborito kong klase?", but suddenly, "Yes, sinasabi ko yan sa lahat ng klase ko". Haha! I don't know if she's joking or not, but I know in our hearts, that IT1B loves Miss X. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When the bell of dismissal rings, she'll exclaim,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"Hay Salamat!"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and "&lt;i&gt;GOODBYE AND GET LOST!"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;We'll just laugh. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WEEw2p-v3Yw/TjUgevASs3I/AAAAAAAAAOY/QP6bhMAMNzA/s1600/282673_185046698225396_100001602003244_537583_4270681_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WEEw2p-v3Yw/TjUgevASs3I/AAAAAAAAAOY/QP6bhMAMNzA/s640/282673_185046698225396_100001602003244_537583_4270681_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZS9o7YvIiK8/TjUgfu-r6cI/AAAAAAAAAOc/9PbTwQHKw2g/s1600/284516_185047191558680_100001602003244_537588_7301806_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="324" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZS9o7YvIiK8/TjUgfu-r6cI/AAAAAAAAAOc/9PbTwQHKw2g/s640/284516_185047191558680_100001602003244_537588_7301806_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Tnqqo7a5io/TjUgh18LA7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/odyK3wUiklo/s1600/IT1B.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="331" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Tnqqo7a5io/TjUgh18LA7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/odyK3wUiklo/s640/IT1B.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOODBYE AND GET LOST!!! =))&lt;/b&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/7282562382001318958-7540410264393000250?l=schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/7540410264393000250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/07/check-kay-miss-x.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/7540410264393000250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/7540410264393000250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/07/check-kay-miss-x.html' title='Check Kay Miss X'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WEEw2p-v3Yw/TjUgevASs3I/AAAAAAAAAOY/QP6bhMAMNzA/s72-c/282673_185046698225396_100001602003244_537583_4270681_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282562382001318958.post-666271205734113528</id><published>2011-07-22T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T11:27:16.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Friday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After what happened earlier, and since I can't blurt all out what I wanted to say on facebook, I just felt like I need to spill it all out here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Define party. First thought, fun. But what happened earlier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Two days ago, while canvassing clothes for the FAP, I was thinking, "What are we gonna do there? If there are programs such as Froshies Got Talent, and Mr. &amp;amp; Ms. Froshies, and the event starts at 12:30 and ends at 7pm, most probably, all were gonna do there is sit and feed our eyes for the whole 6 hours and 30 minutes!". Oh well, as I've expected, that's what actually happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Being the queen of procrastination, I arrived at DLSL Sentrum at 1:30pm, I think? Well who cares? It just lessen the pain my butt received from sitting the whole event. Days before, me, plus some people I know are complaining about our dress code. Red with scarf or bandana. The event is afternoon, so we're thinking that it would be hot. In our surprise, it rained hard today. I was thinking that God heard all our complains so he made some liquid from the sky to fall to make it cold. K. Define me this day: vintage-y. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bTxik1weDak/Tim26-0XYMI/AAAAAAAAANc/Hhd5nE1HW0U/s1600/DSC09998.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bTxik1weDak/Tim26-0XYMI/AAAAAAAAANc/Hhd5nE1HW0U/s320/DSC09998.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So this is what's more on what happened today. When I entered the hall, bands are performing, I think they're the bandista of DLSL. Then, the presentation of the Mr.&amp;amp;Ms. Froshies took place. Everyone sure has their own bets.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqH8qfvJ5UU/Tim3od1FFsI/AAAAAAAAANk/UCgFBimv3Mk/s1600/197676_255495974477507_100000513198318_1088340_2307737_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqH8qfvJ5UU/Tim3od1FFsI/AAAAAAAAANk/UCgFBimv3Mk/s320/197676_255495974477507_100000513198318_1088340_2307737_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Dance Number from Mr&amp;amp;MsFAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then, the froshies got talent. A lot of people are so amazed with the 1st performer. He played medly songs on the keyboard and made the audience go giddy on every song he played. I was hit with what one of the emcee said.&lt;i&gt; "Most houses have an organ in their house, but none of the family members knows how to play that thing."&lt;/i&gt; (ouch) The second performers are twins. Both sang, while one is playing the guitar. They reminded me of Krissy and Ericka. :) 3rd is &lt;i&gt;ala-&lt;/i&gt;Richard Poon. From his one word definition to his performance, he's really jazzy. 2nd to the last is a girl with high self-confidence who sang a techno song of Lady Gaga. We were so amazed with her performance, 'cause inspite of the incident that happened to her on the stage, the show must really go on. Luckily from what had happened, she won. YAY! :) And the last contestant is a human beatboxer. Spell COOL! B-) It's my first time to see an actual human beatboxer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I didn't know that there are some freaky-fan girls there too. Sir Joseph Ng, a faculty from the NSTP Department, also our NSTP teacher is like a campus crush. LOL. Some girls from the Marketing Department freaked out when he gave a sample wherein he sang. Gosh! But true, he got looks and brains. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NaFo88W6XJ4/Tim3IHJXu0I/AAAAAAAAANg/YuodpbNrvYY/s1600/DSC00015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NaFo88W6XJ4/Tim3IHJXu0I/AAAAAAAAANg/YuodpbNrvYY/s320/DSC00015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;CBEAM Department&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Mr&amp;amp;Ms FAP candidates finally came out after a decade of waiting! They modeled the different attires of different La Salle Schools all over the world. Most of the attires are gowns and so fancy clothes. I wonder if that's what the students wear there. It's so weird! But it's cool to know those attires though. :) Congrats to the winners. I know you all deserve that! \m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Salindayaw. Everyone's most favorite thing to see. I believe to what one of the emcees there said, &lt;i&gt;"Talaga namang kung ikaw ay nagsasaing, ay masusunog ang iyong sinaing pag napanood mo sila".&lt;/i&gt; I so agree. I guess, they are part of 70% of the event. They're so cool, as in cool. I wonder where do they get all those energy they use for every move. SUPERB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kjOZwYDJIjM/Tim4IXH3igI/AAAAAAAAANo/Y8mfAaO89cU/s1600/DSC00012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kjOZwYDJIjM/Tim4IXH3igI/AAAAAAAAANo/Y8mfAaO89cU/s320/DSC00012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Salindayaw. (sorry it's blurred but I promise you, they're all good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tik tok. I glanced at my watch and saw the hands strucked 7:00. The gates of hunger and boredom are open. Leah, Ella and I went to Mcdo for dinner. Gaad, we're so hungry! Too bad I wasn't able to see the mob dance of the Live It Up, performed by the class mayors and vice mayors. I totally forgot about that thing! Plus, the amazing "Mass Planking" they're talking about! Gaah! All I know is disco is the last thing to happen there. K. Back off regrets, you're not allowed in me. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For anti-boredom, instead of answering the evaluation sheets, my classmates (including me) made paper planes and throwed it to each other. LOL. But we also regretted that we we're not able to answer those. Self-therapy shall I call it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6B5EhTCO9Q/Tim4cqZwLDI/AAAAAAAAANs/aDda_aBoMrI/s1600/DSC00004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t6B5EhTCO9Q/Tim4cqZwLDI/AAAAAAAAANs/aDda_aBoMrI/s320/DSC00004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Can we pretend that paper planes in the sentrum are like shooting stars? We should've made a wish that time, wish that time, wish that time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-3HsJKCkm0/Tim5SUARXeI/AAAAAAAAANw/9oNhgHdDxNk/s1600/DSC00007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-3HsJKCkm0/Tim5SUARXeI/AAAAAAAAANw/9oNhgHdDxNk/s320/DSC00007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh no! Jorene and I almost had the same top. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lzZZUcgvJug/Tim5hD7TH0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/i2V8A2xaMvw/s1600/226150_232935310070837_100000631091703_782363_3386001_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lzZZUcgvJug/Tim5hD7TH0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/i2V8A2xaMvw/s320/226150_232935310070837_100000631091703_782363_3386001_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;L-R; Lance, Angelica, Mish, Jorene. This is what you call "Anti-Boredom": Pictorial sessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-67H9PmFKAxw/Tim8UPDOfCI/AAAAAAAAAN4/kX5luHdZ0kY/s1600/c1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="499" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-67H9PmFKAxw/Tim8UPDOfCI/AAAAAAAAAN4/kX5luHdZ0kY/s640/c1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;unorganized collage. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bS7_mYN2mAc/Tim8rD88OwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/lbvldzqMEBE/s1600/205967_255497974477307_100000513198318_1088398_1109976_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bS7_mYN2mAc/Tim8rD88OwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/lbvldzqMEBE/s320/205967_255497974477307_100000513198318_1088398_1109976_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jomer and I. (This picture is his finale picture in his it1b album. HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FhnQx-tbF5w/Tim85Q2uMtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/kcknusU88uA/s1600/283568_232926166738418_100000631091703_782235_3093069_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FhnQx-tbF5w/Tim85Q2uMtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/kcknusU88uA/s640/283568_232926166738418_100000631091703_782235_3093069_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;some of the crazy IT1B(according to Miss X) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0twCrhS6o4U/Tim_Bf_3jrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ll-zU4YuUIw/s1600/DSC00014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0twCrhS6o4U/Tim_Bf_3jrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ll-zU4YuUIw/s400/DSC00014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;CITE Department side. Yes, we were supposed to be sitting in that part. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vnlREcuJqb0/Tim9QkjFXwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FUQLotIkAg8/s1600/DSC00016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vnlREcuJqb0/Tim9QkjFXwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/FUQLotIkAg8/s400/DSC00016.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The view up the bleachers where we were seated. Parang nasa concert noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Whew! How we wish it happened how everyone expected it to be. Hopefully, if there is gonna be another event, we really are gonna have fun, not some people only.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And the most disappointing thing for me? No free food. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kthnxbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Some pictures credits to Jomer and Lance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7282562382001318958-666271205734113528?l=schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/666271205734113528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-friday-night.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/666271205734113528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/666271205734113528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/07/last-friday-night.html' title='Last Friday Night'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bTxik1weDak/Tim26-0XYMI/AAAAAAAAANc/Hhd5nE1HW0U/s72-c/DSC09998.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282562382001318958.post-3011777647238570813</id><published>2011-07-16T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T08:36:00.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word of the Day: TRUST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I entered De La Salle Lipa 7:25 in the morning, July 14, 2011. I wondered where are my classmates waiting. Then I saw them at the loading bay. That's the waiting area in front Sentrum. Yes, it's our Recollection Day. Sounds exciting, huh? More time to spend with my new classmates. While waiting, I asked Leah and Jomer if they are eating pickles. I feel like it's not that familiar to them. I brought it out from my bag and Jomer opened it. As I was taking a bite, most of my classmate's reaction were, "Eew!", "Diba, maasim yan?", one tried to eat it, but she spit it out. That one was Jorene, I think? They say it's too smelly. Only Leah appreciated it. Okay. Not a big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As cameras were brought out from the owners' bags, I felt something. I felt kinda sad. I don't know. Maybe because I'm not the girl who always have a camera on her hand and can express herself by taking pictures all the time anymore. If I would, I feel awkward. From that, I felt so different. College, is so different from highschool. I feel like college is back to zero. Okay, adopt adopt adopt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PQwlS-TJ5mc/TiFeEgwXdVI/AAAAAAAAALo/oMi640RkoOw/s1600/282113_228951127135922_100000631091703_765715_5634267_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PQwlS-TJ5mc/TiFeEgwXdVI/AAAAAAAAALo/oMi640RkoOw/s320/282113_228951127135922_100000631091703_765715_5634267_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;L-R; Jorene, Leah, Neda(Me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eRzaIvtzfW8/TiFpUmEvvLI/AAAAAAAAANA/twZ5bbhHs_M/s1600/264794_1987168805547_1433105103_31963821_4263724_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eRzaIvtzfW8/TiFpUmEvvLI/AAAAAAAAANA/twZ5bbhHs_M/s320/264794_1987168805547_1433105103_31963821_4263724_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;IT1B Girls (some)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Since IT1A was also there at the waiting area, I thought that we're gonna spend our recollections together. I don't like the idea, until we came to the place called Samba Samba at Blu Roze. There is enough chairs for one class. Okay, much better. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I spent most of my day with Leah. We were seated together, too. :) Miss Peachy first oriented us of what is our Recollection all about. She said that Recollections happen once a year only. For first years, It's all about Faith. Second Year, Service, Third year, Communion, and for the Fourth Year, all of the FSC. She gave us a mini handbook entitled, "FAITH Confidence in God First Year College Recollection Workbook".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The activities started with an opening song called "Footprints in the Sand". Though I know the story already, still, I got touched with the story of the song. I heard Leah say "Aww" when I said that too. :) When Miss Peachy said that our recollection is all about Faith, my first thought was all we're gonna do is pray, pray and pray. But as the event goes on, I've made a lot of realizations in my life. We had an activity wherein there are six groups whose members are all gonna be blindfolded one by one, walk from one part of the hall to the other part with the help of the groupmates' or the classmates' (if they will choose to help or distract) direction command, and then get back to where he/she started walking from. Everyone's eyes got a chance to be wrapped around a big hanky and walk with a black sight. Some were lost, some successfully came back, some, almost. Well there's something about the activity. Luckily, our group won. With the determination of our class mayor who tend to be our groupmate, to get 5, not 4 points too, like what the 2 previous groups had. Trust in ones' self and to other people. That's what's important.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKRzftViD0g/TiFfIozUH6I/AAAAAAAAALw/tkOLIkn4Vj0/s1600/281968_228960330468335_100000631091703_765825_5317442_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKRzftViD0g/TiFfIozUH6I/AAAAAAAAALw/tkOLIkn4Vj0/s320/281968_228960330468335_100000631091703_765825_5317442_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Billy hugging the post. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpIzPmBoNWg/TiFfHzoKODI/AAAAAAAAALs/OF4hUuMBP_E/s1600/264727_228960980468270_100000631091703_765831_6002154_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpIzPmBoNWg/TiFfHzoKODI/AAAAAAAAALs/OF4hUuMBP_E/s320/264727_228960980468270_100000631091703_765831_6002154_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ethel, confidently walking &amp;nbsp;for the goal points.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;After that, Miss Peachy asked every group to form a small circle and share our own Personal Job Experience. From that activity, I realized and completely knew that the people who always smiles, laughs and you feel like have no problems in life are those who are really in need of love and care in life. My heart kinda cried when we saw Ethel cried after a song was played while our eyes were closed, though I teared too. Life really has a very looong defenition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sV9234PxEjI/TiFgkZriBlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/e80ppyjrNQg/s1600/263768_228961810468187_100000631091703_765840_2338458_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="167" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sV9234PxEjI/TiFgkZriBlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/e80ppyjrNQg/s320/263768_228961810468187_100000631091703_765840_2338458_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our group, group 6's heart to heart talk. Madaya si Mario, hindi nag-share!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Our last activity after lunch was conducted by sir Henri. He asked each one of us how many people from our class do we trust after a month of being together since first day of school. Everybody answered All, expect me, answering 4. I know it's not really their intention of saying all. I think they are just afraid of what other's might think about them. Like "Hey, he don't trust me, why should I trust him?", and some more other reasons. Maybe, others will answer none, but they're just afraid. But somehow, these answers have&amp;nbsp;corresponding&amp;nbsp;explanations. In me, I said 4, but after that, I'm telling myself that I should've just said one. Because that one is the only one who knew a secret of mine and trust the most. Then he provided a candle of trust wherein one will give it to the person he/she trusts. Surprisingly, many gave me the candle. :) *My heart smiles*. After that is a big and gay group hug! &amp;gt;:D&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ov6NH4KHQ4/TiFhwf7wzaI/AAAAAAAAAL4/1WTWP6JC6s0/s1600/270304_252102568150181_100000513198318_1072892_5452098_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ov6NH4KHQ4/TiFhwf7wzaI/AAAAAAAAAL4/1WTWP6JC6s0/s320/270304_252102568150181_100000513198318_1072892_5452098_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rap, giving KitKat the candle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-85hqLt3vIqc/TiFjw5rQeYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/u0XO_6d3Sa0/s1600/264795_228969450467423_100000631091703_765910_1038958_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-85hqLt3vIqc/TiFjw5rQeYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/u0XO_6d3Sa0/s320/264795_228969450467423_100000631091703_765910_1038958_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A big group hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A60puRS8RyE/TiFjypGYkXI/AAAAAAAAAME/kbBD0wV7eSA/s1600/284449_228969337134101_100000631091703_765909_3689351_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A60puRS8RyE/TiFjypGYkXI/AAAAAAAAAME/kbBD0wV7eSA/s320/284449_228969337134101_100000631091703_765909_3689351_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another part of the big group hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OrexN6F26c8/TiFjxqb_nLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/qWDOf1CoNt8/s1600/281836_228969887134046_100000631091703_765914_3792545_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OrexN6F26c8/TiFjxqb_nLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/qWDOf1CoNt8/s320/281836_228969887134046_100000631091703_765914_3792545_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vice Mayor and Mayor at the center for the last group hug. HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;For the last part of the recollection is a mass held at Molave Pavillion by a priest from Capuchin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sir Henri said the most important part of the Recollection is the Break Time and the Lunch Time, cause it shows how the students bond with each other the way they wanted, because in the sessions inside the hall, everyone is forced to do it with everyone, though some are not. Well, I think it's true. I was with Leah the whole Break and Lunch Time. Nag-sosolo flight nga daw kami, sabi ni Tricia. All of us, played at the playground, Solved the maze, went over the bridges, swung at the swings, discovered the animals, and some took a nap, and most of all, took pictures. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HnUiURnfhLk/TiFmPt2IN2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Z0rMctIeQk0/s1600/264761_238469839510563_100000426469262_839953_2976143_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HnUiURnfhLk/TiFmPt2IN2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/Z0rMctIeQk0/s320/264761_238469839510563_100000426469262_839953_2976143_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;L-R; Kevin, Mark, Jabin, DaKe&lt;br /&gt;Did you guys made a wish? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WC_YVXumII0/TiFl4b3uAOI/AAAAAAAAAMI/-nVdj-_QWeo/s1600/263419_2231859238642_1312711425_32828431_4221967_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WC_YVXumII0/TiFl4b3uAOI/AAAAAAAAAMI/-nVdj-_QWeo/s320/263419_2231859238642_1312711425_32828431_4221967_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jeco almost falling from the great swing. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;He shouts for help. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aRm1RcXHDdU/TiFoxuUZjeI/AAAAAAAAAM8/3ZX6O6owAAE/s1600/270271_238480359509511_100000426469262_839979_2175651_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aRm1RcXHDdU/TiFoxuUZjeI/AAAAAAAAAM8/3ZX6O6owAAE/s1600/270271_238480359509511_100000426469262_839979_2175651_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mario's SUPER FALL. HAHA! (I wasn't able to see it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWwnW3nAJD8/TiFl74F6Q5I/AAAAAAAAAMU/qfZNy4AAgec/s1600/269749_2231859918659_1312711425_32828434_4581641_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qWwnW3nAJD8/TiFl74F6Q5I/AAAAAAAAAMU/qfZNy4AAgec/s320/269749_2231859918659_1312711425_32828434_4581641_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Boys just wanna have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Kean is so cute! HAHA! He's so happy! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln_LfKWFpCg/TiFl_5ZCdlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/smS8hIrCXU0/s1600/284337_228957157135319_100000631091703_765791_4382071_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ln_LfKWFpCg/TiFl_5ZCdlI/AAAAAAAAAMg/smS8hIrCXU0/s320/284337_228957157135319_100000631091703_765791_4382071_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jaah and Dustine lost in the maze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BzdIp2KPDM/TiFl6plbOZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/14Bvw2RyXk0/s1600/268838_252101571483614_100000513198318_1072873_4413234_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--BzdIp2KPDM/TiFl6plbOZI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/14Bvw2RyXk0/s320/268838_252101571483614_100000513198318_1072873_4413234_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girls took the challenge too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrTmYznHaaI/TiFmxzQr4nI/AAAAAAAAAM0/j1KtuyWVJlE/s1600/267735_228955817135453_100000631091703_765771_1060159_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZrTmYznHaaI/TiFmxzQr4nI/AAAAAAAAAM0/j1KtuyWVJlE/s320/267735_228955817135453_100000631091703_765771_1060159_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Daryl and Benjo successfully saw the exit.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! Benjo's pose is so funny! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3g23DKdqVQ/TiFqsAB29TI/AAAAAAAAANE/722ZcjPTKhY/s1600/282458_252102528150185_100000513198318_1072891_3898059_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T3g23DKdqVQ/TiFqsAB29TI/AAAAAAAAANE/722ZcjPTKhY/s320/282458_252102528150185_100000513198318_1072891_3898059_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me and Leah relaxing under the tree due to the scorching heat of the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uf4lX29BuOc/TiFsv7JxwhI/AAAAAAAAANU/VIr46EuiREo/s1600/DSC09983.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uf4lX29BuOc/TiFsv7JxwhI/AAAAAAAAANU/VIr46EuiREo/s320/DSC09983.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It had been a very nice day for us to have let's say, quality time together. Thanks to Miss Peachy and Sir Henri for making this thing successful. Wait, was it? Somehow, for sure, it is. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As time goes by, IT1B partly&amp;nbsp;attaches&amp;nbsp;to my heart. Maybe it's because I saved a space in my heart for new friends, and they are my boarders. I know they will leave soon, but it's happy to know that I have made new friends. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Too bad we didn't have our class picture together. I just envy IT1A. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1weFNEFpey0/TiFrH4HRUQI/AAAAAAAAANI/lmvcDGBiDMU/s1600/281309_228971997133835_100000631091703_765930_7797132_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1weFNEFpey0/TiFrH4HRUQI/AAAAAAAAANI/lmvcDGBiDMU/s320/281309_228971997133835_100000631091703_765930_7797132_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Us, Girls. Missing: Tricia, Shane, Dianara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We returned to our school at 4:15 I think? and we headed to MB to check out our letter boxes. Another surprise, I received some letters. Though it's kinda not a big deal for me of receiving those letters, I still appreciate cause I received some from people I know and some from I don't know. I loved Jorene's letter the most. :) But seriously, I really am not expecting to receive one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vccGQIc_B6o/TiFrVZXxjgI/AAAAAAAAANM/RQcPQx5dU_M/s1600/285059_252102621483509_100000513198318_1072893_5988545_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vccGQIc_B6o/TiFrVZXxjgI/AAAAAAAAANM/RQcPQx5dU_M/s320/285059_252102621483509_100000513198318_1072893_5988545_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;At MB checking out the letters in the boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Didn't know it was Nad's Birthday that day. Belated Happy Birthday then! Wish we we're treated too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y01_Xf83sBQ/TiFr6sxDSkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/u68e59vGgSY/s1600/270271_238480366176177_100000426469262_839981_2347987_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y01_Xf83sBQ/TiFr6sxDSkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/u68e59vGgSY/s320/270271_238480366176177_100000426469262_839981_2347987_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Good day, good day. :) ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2g2B8Fpg9Xc/TiFtE8bFSNI/AAAAAAAAANY/5uCopfmGwHs/s1600/DSC09948.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2g2B8Fpg9Xc/TiFtE8bFSNI/AAAAAAAAANY/5uCopfmGwHs/s400/DSC09948.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Credits to: Lance, Jomer, Mario and KitKat for some of the pictures.&lt;/i&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/7282562382001318958-3011777647238570813?l=schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/3011777647238570813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/07/word-of-day-trust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/3011777647238570813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/3011777647238570813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/07/word-of-day-trust.html' title='Word of the Day: TRUST'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PQwlS-TJ5mc/TiFeEgwXdVI/AAAAAAAAALo/oMi640RkoOw/s72-c/282113_228951127135922_100000631091703_765715_5634267_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7282562382001318958.post-4492001518136175829</id><published>2011-06-27T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T08:03:40.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Understanding Programming...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;The time we had our first meeting in Programming, I hated it! That time, we we're like a frozen fish inside the MB510 Computer Lab, but all I can think is, it's HELL. I hate it how our professor make us like a robot. No one should do unnecessary movements or else, you'll be punished, plus, shame will eat you in front of your classmates. I hate the way he teaches us because I can't understand what he's talking about. He does super random calling for someone to answer in the recitation. And it really feels like we have a faucet of sweat falling from our face due to nervousness. You're gonna have a minus points if you get wrong! That day, he didn't looked like a terror teacher to me. For me, he looks like a monster wanting to grill us. I hated him to death that if only I could drop programming, I would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;From that bad start experience, I sought for some confident boost to motivate me with that subject. I got some, until I read an article from our school college magazine. It's about people whom the teachers would never forget. I read his, and enlightenment happened to me. He admired a girl who is very hard-working and finished the course and instead of working at the industry, instead, she chose to be a teacher, and now, she's his co-faculty. I was inspired with his words. I realized that, his strictness has a reason. Really big reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;This afternoon, at 12 pm, he went to the 5th floor, outside MB510 where we're waiting. He quickly announced that our 12pm-2pm class was moved to 5:30pm-6:30pm. Same as every Wednesday. What the Heck? Everyone over-reacted. On our class earlier, on of my classmates&amp;nbsp;sneakily&amp;nbsp;laughed because his seatmate sang softly, jokingly. He got distracted and asked the singer to sing any song, or his favorite song in front of the class. My classmate sang "Lupang Hinirang" without respect. my teacher got kinda irritated. He even asked the one who laughed to join my other classmate. They we're so ashamed, I guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If you will always act like a highschool, an elementary, or even a nursery student, I will treat you that way too. You should learn to adjust like a college student for me to treat you like one"&lt;/b&gt;. Not exactly mentioned that way, but that's just a plus thought why I think he's really not that kind of "terror" teacher. He just wants us to understand the things he is teaching. Absorb and learn, not memorize. Because you can forget the things you memorize. It's good to know that the teacher who was assigned&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;on your subject course is the one who is very concern on how you can learn on that particular matter, and not accomplish without understanding any, unlike the professors others say who just come into your room, write the notes on your board, you copy and then quiz on the next meeting. How cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;After that realization, I became more eager to understand the topic and became more interested to it. I hope I would be a successful one to meet my goals in that subject 'cause I want to feel the feeling of like floating in the air. KEWL B-)&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/7282562382001318958-4492001518136175829?l=schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/feeds/4492001518136175829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/06/understanding-programming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/4492001518136175829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7282562382001318958/posts/default/4492001518136175829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://schoolskulskewl.blogspot.com/2011/06/understanding-programming.html' title='Understanding Programming...'/><author><name>neds</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12352186602871930025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LmszrkfpgQQ/Tk26clmrPII/AAAAAAAAAP0/7A7-9LH-aos/s220/IMG_1191.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
