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Friday, August 31, 2007 ; 7:05 PM
Well, there's a big noisein showbiz today and it's the wowowee controversy. I really don't know about this until our Filipino professor, also one of the producers in Eat BUlaga told us about this during our Filipino class a while ago. Yeah, it consumed most of our time and there were only few minutes of discussion. haha!
I searched it on you tube too see what happened. And I wanna share the video I found with its explanations of what they call, "pandaraya".

Get it?! haha!



Thursday, August 30, 2007 ; 8:52 PM
Well, I don't have anything to post then. I just wanna share to you an article I read from the Reader's Digest. Its introduction says, "GLOBAL PHONE TEST", I got interested to the topic so I read it. haha!

Here it goes:

Excuse Me, Is This Your Phone?
What we found when we lost 960 mobiles around the world.
The Reader's Digest GLOBAL PHONE TEST

Just outside a bank in Kuala Lumpur, BK Low notices a ringing mobile phone atop a plant box. The 43-year-old architect picks the phone up annd spoke up the pokes his head inside the bank to enquire loudly, "Anyone left a phone outside?"

On the other side of the world, in a square in central London's lively and cosmopolitan Soho district, another mobile phone has been mislaid next to a statue of King Charles II. CLose by, a man in his late twenties wearing a casual black jacket is feeding bread to the pigeons. He waits for a gaggle of Japanes tourists to pass by, then grabs the mobile.

Glancing around warily, he hurries away into crowded Oxford Street. He doesn't call any of the numbers in the handset's directory and its owner has not seen it since.

In Hungary's capital, Budapest, Ildiko Juhasz, a tanned, youthful-looking pensioner, finds yet another ringing mobile phone in a shopping mall. She picks it up, speaks to the woman who has dropped it and waits patiently on a bench while she comes to collect it. "I give back everything I find," Ildiko tells her. "Once I found a social security card and spent a week tracking down the person it belonged to."

In every one of these incidents, the people who had mislaid their phones were not the careless members of the public they appeared, but local Reader's Digest researches who were conducting an experiment. Reporters from the most populous cities in 32 countries left 30 mid-proced mobile phones in public places in each city. That's a total of 960 phones worldwide.

Two local reporters worked as a team - one left the phone behind in a busy public place, such as a food court, while the other observed the mobile discreetly from a distance. We rang the phones after a few minutes and waited to see if anyone would answer and return the phone, call us later on preset numbers we had programmed into the handsets - or keep the phoned for themselves; after all, they were tempting, brand-new phones with SIM cards taht would allow people to use the phones if they actually keep them.

We then aded up jow many phones we got back to get a global snapshot of how ordinary people behave when unexpectedly confronted by a classic oral dilemna: Do I try to give it back or keep it for myself?

having tested the world, what we found out surprised and intrigued us. SLOVENIA MAY BE A YOUNG COUNTRY - it gained independence from Yugoslavia as recently as 1991 ang joined the European Union only in 2004 - but the people of its capital Ljubljana certainly have an ol-fashioned sense of citizenship. This picture-postcard little city nestling in the foothills of the Alps was by far the smallest in our survey, with a population os only 267,000. Maybe that's why it finished at the top. From a nun at abus stop to a young writer at a coffee shop - who also retrieved a leather jacket our reporter had accidentally left behind - its residents were almost universally helpful, with only one of our 30 abandoned phones unreturned.

Could the citizens of a much bigger, bustling city, with all its stress and pressure, be as honest? The people of Toronto, Canada (population 5.4 million), came mighty close, returning 28 of the 30 phones we left there. "If you can hel somebody out, why not?" said 29-year-old insurance broker Ryan Demchuk, who returned a mobile phone close to TD Bank in an underground concourse. "Integrity in this city is exceptional. I lost my wallet and got it back, and I returned two wallets in a week."

In Seoul, South Korea and Stockholm, Sweden doing the right thing for the people we spoke to was part of everyday working life. Observed railway ticket inspector Lotta Mossige-Norheim, who found our mobile on a shopping street and handed it back: "I'm always calling people who've left a handset on my train."

JOSELYN PANGANIBAN WAS withdrawing cash from an ATM in a busy mall in Manilawhen she noticed the mobile phone. She looked around before picking it up but then looked relieved when the phone rang. "I was hoping the owner would call," the 26-year-old said. "I felt sorry for them and could imagine how worried they must be."

Joselyn's concern was echoed by the 23 other people who returned the phones in Manila. In fact, across Asia, two-thirds of the phones were returned immediately. From Mumbai to Singapore, most people said they returned the phones because it was the right thing to do. "It all depends on your values," said BK low, a Malaysian architect who went out of his way to return the phone he found outside a bank. "It doesnt't matter what type of phone it is, if you don't have strong values you'll keep something that doesn't belong to you."

In Mumbai, residents were so keen to demonstrate their cuty's integrity that when a man took a phone left in Manoj's general store, telling him he was going to keep it for himself, the shop keeper mobilised a group of friends to apprehend the culprit at the nearby clothes shop where he worked as a sales assistant and bring him back to face the music. "I would have returned your phone," the man tried to convince our reporter as an angry crowd chided him for his behaviour.

"Then why did you switch it off?" inquired our reporter, at which point the man gave an embarrassed laugh and ran off.

BUT NOT EVERYONE WAS so honest. In a busy mall in Causeway Bay, Hongkong, a security guard picked up our phone, asked a group of smokers if it was theirs, then wrapped it in a piece of paper. When approached by our reporter, he stammered, "What phone? I didn't see any phone. If you've mislaid something, report to Lost and Found," while clearly gripping the movile tightly in his hand.

Indeed, it appears you can't always trust a man in uniform, as he was one of six shopping centre security guards around the woorld - in cities from Buenos Aires to Sydney - whom our reporters observed pocketing handsets and failing to report them lost. An elderly security guard in Kuala Lumpur spotted the phone, quickly switched it off and then ambled over to chat to the owner of a food stall as if nothing happened. Reassuringly, however, every policeman we encountered acted honestly (much to the pleasant surprise of our Brazilian reporter in Sao Paulo, a city where cops are widely believed to be corrupt).

"There's still a lot of trust in the guys in uniform because they are duty-bound to return lost stuff to the owners," says Kam Wai Ying, from Kuala Lumpur who returned a phone she found in a staircase of a mall. "But people need to take responsibilty for their belongings and make an effort to look for them."

Wealth was no guarantee of honesty. In prosperous New Zealand, a smartly dressed woman in her fifties grabbed a "lost" mobile from a ledge in front of upmarket Auckland department store Smith and Caughey's, bolted down the street, and never attempted to contact our reporter. By contrast, a young Brazilian woman, who looked almost destitute and had three young children in tow, handed back a mobile phone she picked up in a sao Paulo park. "I may not be rich," she said, "but my children will know the value of honesty."

In many countries, people told us that they believed the young would behave worse than their elders. Yet we found that young people were just as honest as their elders. In a food court at Plaza Universidad, Mexico City, a grey-haired couple in their seventies ambled past our dropped phone, only for the elderly gentleman to dart baack and grab it. The couple ignored our reporter's phone call and made their escape, as briskly as possible, down an escalator.

But in Harlem, New York, a young black man with braids scooped our phone from the pavement and arranged to meet our reporter on a street corner that evening. Sixteen-year-old Johnnie Sparrow was accompanied by a gang of younger African-American boys who clearly looked up to him. When our reporter told them about the secret test we had put their role model through, Johnnie proudly told them, "I did the right thing."

Women were slightly more likely to return phones than men. "Females tend more to look for opportunities to improve relationships and good deeds are one way to do this.", comments Terence Shulman, lawyer and founder of the Shulman Center for Compulsive Theft and Spending in Michigan, US. "They are also less likely to have a criminal mind set."

ALL OVER THE WORLD, the most common reason people gave for returning our phone was that they too had once lost an item of value and didn't want others to suffer as they had. "I've had cars stolen three times and even the laundry from the cellar was taken," said Kristina Laakso, 51, who came to our aid in Helsinki.

estate agent Lewis Lim returned a phone abandoned in Singapore's financila district rather than leave it for someone less scrupulous to discover. "I mislaid a mobile and was sent a text message by the finder saying I could only have it back if I handed over $130 (S$200). I daren't carry expensive handsets now."

Other helpful citizens were aware how important a phone can be, irrespective of its cost, because of the personal information contained within it. Yann, a courier who discovered our phone near the offices of HSBC bank in Paris, explained, "I once found a beautiful mobile belonging to a high-ranking official at the Egyptian Embassy. It was full of telephone numbers for really important people and I returned it, of course."

Parental influence weighed heavily with some. "My parents taught me that if somehing is not yours, don't take it," said Muhammad Faizal Bin Hassan, an employee of a Singapore shopping complex where he answered our ringing phone.

Many adults accompanied by children were keen to show the youngsters how to behave when they spotted our phones. In Hounslow, west London, Mohammad Yusuf Mahmoud, 33, was with his two young daughters when he answered our call and confirmed he'd found our mobile in a busy pedestrianised shopping street. "I'm glad my kids were here to see this. I hope it sets a good example," he said.

Not everyone was quite so concerned to give a good impression to their children, however. In Amsterdam, a Dutch boy of about ten implored his parents to let him keep a phone he'd found on the Kalverstraat. They seemed in two minds, but after he'd given his mother a kiss on the cheek and a smile, they gave in.

SO, HOW DID PLANET EARTH perform in our honesty test? Everywhere we went, our reporters heard plenty of pessimism about our chances of getting our phones back. "Everything has become dishonest in Germany," complained Doreen, a Berlin assistant. Many of the Thais we interviewed in Bangkok thought we'd be lucky to see half our phones again. OUr Milan reporters were convinced that Italians would be too "cunning and deceitful" to help them out. Mexico City residents said a bad economy would make people act selfishly. And yet: In Berlin and Bangkok 21 phones out of 30 were handed back, 20 in Mexico City and Milan.

Globally, 654 moblies - that's a heartening 68 per cent - were returned to us. "Despite what the media tell us, crime is not the norm," says University of California psychologist Paul Ekman, author of "Emotions Revealed" and an expert on deception. "People want to trust and be trusted."

Ferenc Kozma wouldn't argue with that. It never occured to the 52-year-old homeless man in Budapest to keep the phone he found on a railway platform. He handed it in to a newspaper seller. "You find things and you lose things," said Kozma. "But you never lose your honesty."

Well that's it. I hope it's an informative post. hehe!

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Wednesday, August 29, 2007 ; 9:48 AM
Oh, today is Ronald's birthday.. but I didn't greeted him personally or even on text. haha! Well, I don't have any communication to him now.
He's in Cavite and I don't have any chance to greet him since I am here in Manila now.
Well anyways, I am just hoping that he'll hop or accidentally hop on my blog to read this post, if he really reads my posts. haha!

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Tuesday, August 28, 2007 ; 9:29 PM
Today is the start of the ITHM week. We had parade a while ago. And that parade is all about the different festivals and the festival assigned to freshmen are the Parada ng Lechon Festival and the Santacruzan.
I was not included in the Santacruzan 'cause they only chose 5 representatives. I am included in the Parada ng Lechon Festival even though I'm not fat. haha! LOL! So I have to wear PINK blouse because it is required. duh! I don't have any pink blouse so I need to buy one. And another thing, we all need to wear a headband woth a cute pig on top. haha!
After the parade, we all went straight to the grandstand. Dammit! There were no chairs to sit on! uggh! What we all did is we placed a paper on the land and we made that indian sit. hmf! It was so hot hot hot afternoon that all of us opened our umbrellas! Under our umbrellas! haha! The program is so boring. Yeah, really! The presentations of each batch are damn boring. But still, I watched. hehe!
Other than that, what I enjoyed was the picture taking part. hehe! The photos are on Shaine's camera and she didn't posted those photos yet. hmf! Anyways, I have a few photos on my camera. Here:

Anyways, I was texting with my pre the whole day, as what he promised to me. hehe! We talked about many things, including his crush. hehe!
Yeah, I felt jealous, I admit! But it's alright. hehe!

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Monday, August 27, 2007 ; 4:51 PM
Oh well, I am now here in Cavite and the weather here is not that fine. It is slightly raining here. But despite of this, I still went to Essellaine's (a.k.a. Fhaye) house to make kwentuhan to her. haha!
And of course, we didn't miss to do this thing called camwhoring. haha! Here are some of our photos:

There are more photos on my MULTIPLY site.

And yeah, today is a special day. It's August 27 right?! So yeah, it's a special day again! But I'm not happy today because of HIM. HE didn't call or even text me. It's already 6:30 pm but I haven't received any words from HIM. Until I was the one who made the first text.
And yeah, my instinct is right, he forgot this day. HE said that he was so busy this day so he forgot everything. I don't know if it's a valid reason or not but still, I accepted his apology. Haay..

But anyways, he promised that he'll pay for what he did. haha!

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Sunday, August 26, 2007 ; 10:45 PM
I went to Janine's house right after our training in ROTC because it's her despidida party. Yeah, she's going to London this coming September 5 to study. Thanks God, I was not late because we were dismissed early from the training so I had enough time to travel from Manila to Cavite, and of course to prepare myself.
I was with Allen from Paliparan to Pag Asa, and at 7-eleven, we met Teddy and Anna, and so we went to Janine's house altogether.
When we arrived there, there were so may visitors and it's like super nakakahiya. And dammit, most of her visitors are member of the Philippine team in the sport of Tennis and they are all guys! Shocks! Yeah, a group of guys that are so mahangin. I wasn't happy to see those guys because they weren't that nice and attractive.
And oh, there are two guys who walked in front of me and Anna and introduced theirselves. I really don't want to talk to them but I have no choice but to speak anf tell my name, so as Anna. After that, we immediately went far before the other guys do the same thing too. Whew! I hate talking to those kind of guys! hmf!

Well, the get together is kinda nice because Jaira and Anna had reconciled, yeah they had war last March. Ella and Alyssa were also there but Belle and Masaru did not make it and we don't know why.
Unfortunately, Allen and I need to go home at 9:00 because our subdivision is quite from Janine's house and there were only few vehicles to ride on that time. And so, I didn't habe the opportunity to take pictures with them. Rrrghh!! I hate it! It's because of Janine's aother visitors. We were like O.P. then! As in out of place. Hmp!
I really didn't expected that. What I thought is that it will be fun like sharing LOTS of stories, kanchawan, biruan. But it was not that. Damn!

But anyways, at least I had some time to be with them after almost 5 months of no communication at all. Well, I really miss them so much.

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Saturday, August 25, 2007 ; 12:22 PM
yayness! I don't have anything to do! I just created this friend test. Dare to take my test! And see how well you know me! haha!
Oh, don't forget to create an account after you answers the questions so that you'll know the result.
Create your own Friend Test here



; 11:41 AM

wooh! I miss posting so much! I want to post post and post but I don't really have anything to post.. Oh well, I'll just share to you Steve Jobs' speech at Stranford. I knew about this one through our professor in english who told us to search and read for this one. This is so appreciating and touching.

Here it goes:

Thank you. I'm honored to be with you today for your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. Truth be told, I never graduated from college and this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation.
Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories. The first story is about connecting the dots.
I dropped out of Reed College after the first six months but then stayed around as a drop-in for another eighteen months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out? It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife, except that when I popped out, they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking, "We've got an unexpected baby boy. Do you want him?" They said, "Of course." My biological mother found out later that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would go to college.
This was the start in my life. And seventeen years later, I did go to college, but I naïvely chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life, and no idea of how college was going to help me figure it out, and here I was, spending all the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back, it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out, I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me and begin dropping in on the ones that looked far more interesting.
It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms. I returned Coke bottles for the five-cent deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the seven miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example.
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer was beautifully hand-calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and sans-serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me, and we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts, and since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them.
If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on that calligraphy class and personals computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do.
Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college, but it was very, very clear looking backwards 10 years later. Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward. You can only connect them looking backwards, so you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something--your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever--because believing that the dots will connect down the road will give you the confidence to follow your heart, even when it leads you off the well-worn path, and that will make all the difference.
My second story is about love and loss. I was lucky. I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents' garage when I was twenty. We worked hard and in ten years, Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4,000 employees. We'd just released our finest creation, the Macintosh, a year earlier, and I'd just turned thirty, and then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew, we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so, things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge, and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our board of directors sided with him, and so at thirty, I was out, and very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating. I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down, that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure and I even thought about running away from the Valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me. I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I'd been rejected but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.
I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods in my life. During the next five years I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the world's first computer-animated feature film, "Toy Story," and is now the most successful animation studio in the world.
In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT and I returned to Apple and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance, and Lorene and I have a wonderful family together.
I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful-tasting medicine but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life's going to hit you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love, and that is as true for work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work, and the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking, and don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it, and like any great relationship it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking. Don't settle.
My third story is about death. When I was 17 I read a quote that went something like "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself, "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "no" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something. Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important thing I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life, because almost everything--all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure--these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
About a year ago, I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctors' code for "prepare to die." It means to try and tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next ten years to tell them, in just a few months. It means to make sure that everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.
I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope, the doctor started crying, because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and, thankfully, I am fine now.
This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept. No one wants to die, even people who want to go to Heaven don't want to die to get there, and yet, death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because death is very likely the single best invention of life. It's life's change agent; it clears out the old to make way for the new. right now, the new is you. But someday, not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it's quite true. Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice, heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalogue, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stuart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late Sixties, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and Polaroid cameras. it was sort of like Google in paperback form thirty-five years before Google came along. I was idealistic, overflowing with neat tools and great notions. Stuart and his team put out several issues of the The Whole Earth Catalogue, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-Seventies and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath were the words, "Stay hungry, stay foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. "Stay hungry, stay foolish." And I have always wished that for myself, and now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you. Stay hungry, stay foolish.
Thank you all, very much.

For those who doesn't know who is Steve Jobs, he is the co-founder and CEO of Apple and was the CEO of Pixar until its acquisition by Disney. He is currently the largest Disney shareholder and a member of Disney's Board of Directors. He is considered a leading figure in both the computer and entertainment industries. To know more about him, click HERE .

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Thursday, August 23, 2007 ; 5:29 PM
After that so head cracking pre-lims, finally I've madse a post! whew!
After 1 week vacation, haha, including Saturday and Sunday, at last I'm back!
Kung alam ko lang na sunod sunod na walang pasok, edi sana nung martes pa lang, umuwi na ako dito sa Cavite. Kahapon lang ako umuwi dito at ang dami ko pang ginawa kaya di ako nakapagpost.
Anyways, at least our pre-lims is postponed! haha! That's the good part.

Well, I have a lot of things to tell you. First is regarding my pre's birthday.
sadly, we had this misunderstanding. He got angry to me and I got angry to him. It is because of one tiny thing. It's when I am not talking about his upcoming birthday. Yeah I admit, Since last last week, I am not mentioning anything about birthdays. But it doesn't mean that I forgot his birthday. It's just I want to surprise him on his birthday. But maybe he was so mush disappointed so he got angry.
And since he got angry, he's not replying to my texts, he's not answering my calls. I got angry with what he's doing. Mukha na akong tanga eh! I really got mad! And yeah, I cried. I don't know why. Maybe because of my guilt.
On the 14th, his birthday, I greeted him at 12 midnight and he didn't replied. He's asleep, of course. Then at around 8:00 something, he texted me. I was a bit confused whether I'll reply or not. But then, I replied. We talked awkwardly. But later on, everything became fine. It's just a bang! In just a snap, we were okay! whew! I don't know how was that. It's a boom! yeah, swear! haha!
Maybe we just missed each other. yay! hehe.. Good thing, now we're fine, back to normal. haha!

Netx thing, well the pre-lims. We had our exem in Theology, Philippine History, Filipino, Tourism, and World Geography. Well anyhow, the Theology and world Geography is fine. But the Philippine History, whew! Head cracking and nose bleeding! Same sa the Filipino and Tourism exam!
Arrgghh! I don't know if my answers are right. It is so difficult! I am feeling nervous on the results. hooo...

Oohh.. what else?!

Oh, I met a new friend. He's Kuya Jason. Yeah, KUYA! haha! He's kind, yeah. He's in Australia but he's a Filipino. We are texting, yeah.
He's baaad! 'Cause he's calling me ATE! rrgghh! He's two years older than me! amf! I told him that I want to be called ate, and just call me Mhaye. But he refused! He want me to choose from Jhaymhie or ate. Rrgghh! I chose ate 'cause I don't want to be called Jhaymhie. haha!
We're just getting to know each other then. Kwetuhan ever! haha!

uhhmm.. what more??

Yeah, I edited the about me and who I want to meet section of my friendster profile. and I want to share it to you. Here:

I'm Mhaye, sweet 16, born on 051691. I have two brothers and I am the eldest. Unica hija, I must say. And yeah, great responsibilities come next to me. I can dance, act, declaim, and everything except from singing. I do love music but music does not love me. Haha! I'm proud to say that I'm single since birth. Never been touched. Never been kissed. Hard to get.

I study at the Royal and Pontifical University of Sto. Tomas. I'm a PROUD THOMASIAN especially that I belong to the quadricentennial batch. I'm a freshie, taking up Tourism but honestly, I more like to take Information Technology. I can do good in any subjects especially in foreign language, except HISTORY and ANTHROPLOGY! Urgh! I joined the ROTC and gosh, I wanna be more than a cadet! Therefore, I joined the SCO Bravo for the training to be an officer next sem. I want to prove something! When I reach the age of 18, probably I am junior then, I want to have a part time job as a call center representative.

I love photography; a day would not pass without taking a picture of something. I also love photo editing, animation, blogging and those stuffs like html codes. Lately, I've been missing them so much! Oh, I'm not yet a professional! I'm just a beginner okay!

I hate it when everyone's talking about current events specifically on politics. I just love it when they declare No classes today! Haha! LOL! This is why I dont read newspapers. Even books and magazines are big NO to me! I'm not a bookworm! But these past few days, I've been engaging myself to books. Weird!

I am really a SHY type of person especially when I'm around with the people I don't know. It is like, I'll not approach you, and I'll wait for you to approach me. However, despite of this, I have many friends real friends! Moreover, when I'm with them, I'm so loquacious and makulet as in super like there would be no tomorrow! Haha!

I know Im SUPLADITAH at times but mind you, I'm really a NICE person. I don't freak out when somebodys doing badly to me. Yeah, I hate backstabbers, copycats, liars, flirts and boastful people but I don't damn with them. I am an educated person and I have a good breeding.

I know how to respect and so please do respect me too.

Look at this: http://www.friendster.com/mhaye16

I also changed my theme on my multiply site. And i got the new theme from pinkfaiiry. It's really nice especially the font style. Soo kawaii! haha! Thanks to herr!
Take a look on my site: http://jhaymhie.multiply.com

And one urgh thing, when I opened my 3th public friendster account, I saw an err thing! I have haters! Damn! Those two ungentlemen and f*ck*n guys, they are criticizing me! Bakit, gwapo ba sila ha?! Kapal nila!
If you wanna see those freakin' guys, just follo these links:


Oh anyways, I changed my blog layout. But still, I don't have a comment link. And I'm now accepting afflies. Just tag me on the tagboard if you want to apply. The new music here is "Power of Two" of MYMP. Here's the lyrics:

Now the parking lot is empty
Everyone's gone someplace
I pick you up and in the trunk I've packed
A cooler and a two day suitcase
'Cause there's a place we like to drive
Way out in the country
Five miles out of the city limit we're singin'
And your hand's upon my leg

So we're ok, we're fine
Baby I'm here to stop your crying
Chase all the ghosts from your head
I'm stronger than the monster beneath your bed
Smarter than the tricks played on your heart
Look at them together then we'll take them apart
Adding up the total of a love that's true
Multiply life by the power of two

I know the things that I am afraid of
I'm not afraid to tell
And if we ever leave a legacy
It's that we loved each other well

'Cause I've seen the shadows of so many people
Trying on the treasures of youth
But a road that fancy and fast ends in a fatal crash
And I'm glad we got off to tell you the truth

So we're ok, we're fine
Baby I'm here to stop your crying
Chase all the ghosts from your head
I'm stronger than the monster beneath your bed
Smarter than the tricks played on your heart
Look at them together then we'll take them apart
Adding up the total of a love that's true
Multiply life by the power of two

All the shiny little trinkets of temptation
Something new instead of something old
But all you gotta do is scratch beneath the surface
And it's fool's gold
Fool's gold

Now we're talking about a difficult thing
Your eyes are getting wet
I took us for better and I took us for worse
And don't you ever forget it

Now there's steel bars between me and a promise
Suddenly bend with ease
And the closer I'm bound in love to you
The closer I am to free

So we're ok, we're fine
Baby I'm here to stop your crying
Chase all the ghosts from your head
I'm stronger than the monster beneath your bed
Smarter than the tricks played on your heart
Look at them together then we'll take them apart
Adding up the total of a love that's true
Multiply life by the power of two

And oh, today is Teddy's birthday! He's the founder of the experts! haha! Happy burtdei to him!

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Tuesday, August 14, 2007 ; 9:25 AM
Oh well, I just hopped on my own blog.. haha!
I'm too busy because of the pre-lims! And yeah, I won't make this post long.
I'll just greet my super duper extra ultra mega PRE! it's his 18th birthday today!
yee!!! blowout naman jan! haha!
Love yah so much! *ahmuahmuah*

Well, that's all! Anyway, I sent my pre a comment - a very touching comment - on his friendster profile! Dun ko sinabi lahat ng gusto kong sabihin sa kanya.. haha!
Till here! I'll just make kwento after the head cracking pre-lims.. wait for my next post huh!?!

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MHAYE chagas. sweet 16. born on 051691. lives in Dasmariñas, Cavite. stays in a dormitory. studies in UST. PROUD THOMASIAN. loves color blue. addicted to photography, photo editing, animation, blogging, html stuffs and the like. hates liars, copycats/plagiarists, freaks, flirts.

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