<?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-30272911</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:54:46.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_bano-bola-atbp_</title><subtitle type='html'>-tall and lean_
I want everbody to beleive that I can sing!,,,
tsaka I have a talent of writing,,
maniwala kau!!
-kaswal lang,,
boyish, basketball lover//
ginebra fanatic!
,Mark Caguioa addict,,
I also die for L.A Tenorio
pero I root for La salle in UAAP!..
i deal wid thngs quite dfferently,,..
pero not in a manner na u cant cope wid,,
ac2ally mas mkkasakay ka sakin kc
sumsabay ako sa agos ng mas mdali,,,
basta,,,
I prefer to be ME,,</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-5727031999244694206</id><published>2007-02-08T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T04:34:57.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you love, you give that person the right not only to love you but also to hurt you. When you gave your heart, you did not just gave that person a dozen of roses but rather a dozen of knives to stab you. Because pain and pleasure come hand in hand in fulfilling the love you have to offer. Hurting each other is a proof to the existence of love between the two of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish to hurt and then smile after realizing that he loves me so much he can't help but hurt me. How I wish to have that pain of being in love but get over it after I remember the day he told me he love or loved me. I'll wholeheartedly accept the heartache if he welcomes my love and get it reciprocated. I'd be more than willing to lay my heart in the line if i see it in his own hands. I am more than willing to ache if  after that burden, I'd be back, lost in his eyes again with him lost in mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In english, I wanna love and be loved in return. Even with it is pain and heartache.&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on. Be a sweetheart and give me the chance to be stabbed with the knife of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can it get any more baduy than that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-5727031999244694206?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/5727031999244694206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=5727031999244694206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/5727031999244694206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/5727031999244694206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-you-love-you-give-that-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-5559314619149544765</id><published>2007-02-08T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T05:09:12.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My classmates are the best, they encouraged me to just be honest and not forge the signature even if its a matter of life and death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually have right now a carbon copy of that lecheng approval sheet (or should i call it an approval shit?) with the forged signature of my professor, and it does look good, not a simple hint that may drop me in the pit of hell. Sige kung ikaw ba, may isang yellow paper na naglalaman ng 10 posibleng title ng research mo, pinirmahan nya ang isa dahil approved na, and week after week, may paper kang ginagawa na habang tumatagal ay pahirap ng pahirap, hindi ka na natutulog para lang maka pass ng requirements, at dahil sobrang hassle mo na, nakaligtaan mo na kailangan palang itago ung approval sheet, at pagdating ng panahon na i fifinalize mo na yung paper mo at sobrang pinaghirapan mo, gandang ganda ka na sa ginawa mo tapos nung ipapass mo na, narealize mo na nawawala na pala yung approval sheet? At hindi tatanggapin ang final paper mo kung wala yun???? Sige nga hindi ka ba ma tetempt na  gumawa ng panibago at i forge nalang ang signature nya? Ganun kadali at tatanggapin na ang pinaghirapan mong paper??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi ata kinaya ng konsensya ko, salamat sa mga sobrang honest kong classmates, at narealize kong mali nga siguro yun. Kaya ipagdasal nyong tanggapin ang paper ko bukas kahit wla ung approval sheet? Because what matters most is the final paper and the fact that I passed all needed papers on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How journalistic of us? Standing up for what is true and what is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-5559314619149544765?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/5559314619149544765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=5559314619149544765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/5559314619149544765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/5559314619149544765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-classmates-are-best-they-encouraged.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-9124529008088995831</id><published>2007-02-05T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:08:39.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__3VtA2olh7Y/RccbWL-LoRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ft-M2AJcnBw/s1600-h/_pAraTuT%21.%281216%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__3VtA2olh7Y/RccbWL-LoRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ft-M2AJcnBw/s200/_pAraTuT%21.%281216%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028017576967119122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's right. I'm a journalist and I stand for the truth. Well, I'm a future Journalist but I do stand for the truth. Right this very moment, I can't get the shirt off of me, in fact I wanna roam around just to show that I am a part of the UST Journalism Society. Looking forward to graduating on 2010 and really get to work. I wanna be a Sports Journalist. The one they listen to. Kinda like be in the level of Norman Black, Quinito Henson or even Boom Gonzales. A Basketball Journalist more like it. Because frankly, Basketball is getting kind of untrue, ethics wise. And I'll be that Journalist, bringing back the truth, setting up new values.&lt;br /&gt;And to think I almost took up Communication Arts. Career mode ang pagiging Peryodista!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pinagdadasal ko sa kasalukuyan na sana gabayan ako ng Panginoon sa apat na taon pang ilalagi ko sa Pamantasan ng Santo Tomas. Sana makapagaral akong mabuti para makatapos. Tapos magiging intern na ko, tapos magiging sports writers sa mga minor sports shows hanggang maging host na hanggang i hire na ko ng pba para maging isa sa analyst nila...Saya!!! Lahat ng ito ay hinihiling ko sa ating panginoong Hesu Kristo. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be with me at the progress of my dream.(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-9124529008088995831?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/9124529008088995831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=9124529008088995831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/9124529008088995831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/9124529008088995831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/02/thats-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__3VtA2olh7Y/RccbWL-LoRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ft-M2AJcnBw/s72-c/_pAraTuT%21.%281216%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-1616159921378668194</id><published>2007-02-04T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T07:40:46.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ginebra is on to the finals!!! And what's great about it is that I saw them in flesh while they fought hard to earn that finals slot!!! Don't worry I'm not gonna brag about Mark Caguioa's stats or anything like that, Ronald Tubid was the one who carried them through.. And Mac Mac Cardona, the next time you want a hard foul, don't make it so obvious, it's lonely driving home alone while your team fight for survival ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I decided to cheer for Red Bull next since my Ateneo players are all there, and I have to support cha..and u know what? God loves me, I prayed Ginebra would win and they did, I prayed Red Bull would win, and they did too. Funny how the girls in our back continue to pick on the Red Bull players and all we can do is cheer for Rico and the rest, and when the momentum shifted on their side, all they could say was "hahaha, dadada, dudududu" - the exact same words... What do you have to say now huh? Actually, may pagmamayabang kaming ginawa ni Cha e..habang nilalait nila ang mga players ng red bull at pinariringgan kami, at napuno na kami at gusto na naming patulan, nag english nalang kami out of frustration saying "the last time I heard PBA was Philiipine BASKETBALL association, its not about face value its about the game values" and something like "god, this is a league made with rules, you are the ones who should know the game ethics" at natahimik sila rin sila sa wakas, englishan lang pala katapat nyo a....hindi na namin kasalanan un... And we met Paolo Bugia's dad!!!! With the help of Sir Acuna, we approached him and asked where paolo was, and he said he had sprain, ahahaha, daddy nagkita na tayo!!! And I also had the chance to smile (Sir Acuna did all the talking) to Enrico Villanueva!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that it'll be Red Bull vs. Ginebra in the finals. All San Miguel knows is to live behind Ginebra's shadow. Don't hide under Jong Uichico and Siot Tanquincen's skirts, coz they aint have one... Grow up!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the best nights ever... I used to watch them in the t.v and used to jump for happiness whenever I captured a good shot on the t.v with my phone. And now I'm able to see them upclose and talk to them! I'm living a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey thanks to Basketball. It provides a diversion of attention whenever I feel lost in reality. I'm forever gonna be a fan. Not a groupie. I have a life. I'm a fan, and I love being one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks my Gin Kings, you never fail to put a smile on my face.(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-1616159921378668194?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/1616159921378668194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=1616159921378668194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/1616159921378668194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/1616159921378668194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/02/ginebra-is-on-to-finals-and-whats-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-2701560474818050499</id><published>2007-02-03T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T09:50:41.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Not knowing is the greatest mystery you could ever have about someone else, and how much you can love is the greatest discovery you could ever make about yourself"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I failed both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nila wala daw taong sadyang magkaparehas, wala din daw taong papasa sa mga hanap mo. Wlang dreamboy na nageexist. Somebody is bound to be different than what he seems to be to you. Yun daw pagkakaiba nyo ang magpapasaya ng samahan kasi dadaan ang mga araw na may nalalaman kayong bago sa isat isa. A never ending learning process kumbaga. Siguro nga. I'm a perfectionist and I admit it. I ask for love but rejects every possibility of one because of little imperfections i find. I look for love but refuse to recognize it if one comes to me because i'm too preoccupied with what I found. Sa paghahanap ko ng Mr. Right at sa atensyong binibigay ko sa taong akala ko siya na, lumilipas ang mga pagkakataong siguro un na. Because I find one that suits my description of a perfect soulmate and limits my world to him and only him.&lt;br /&gt;May nagsabi sakin takot daw akong mag risk. Takot daw akong magmahal. I don't think so, its more of being afraid to find out how much I can love. Siguro torpe ang tawag dun? Ano ba ang tawag sa torpeng babae? Yung tipong halos sinasabi na sayo ng lalake na special sya sayo pero sinisira mo ang momentum sa isang corny na joke dahil takot kang malaman ang pwdeng mangyari kung sinakyan mo ang pagtatapat nya. Dahil takot kang malaman ang pwedeng mangyari kung magtatapat ka. Na dahil siguro sa may nahanap ka ng mahal mo o pwede mong mahalin ay iniisip mong magkakatutuo ang pangarap mo at hindi mo na kailangan ng iba pa kundi siya lang. Na hindi mo alam na hindi lahat ng gustuhin mo ay mapuupunta sayo. Na may ibang dapat pinagbabalingan mo ng atensyon. That you should be willing to put your heart on the line even with someone who doesn't seem to be the boy of your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm a sucker for destiny. And I guess that's bad?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Could it be that it'll be you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-2701560474818050499?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/2701560474818050499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=2701560474818050499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/2701560474818050499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/2701560474818050499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/02/not-knowing-is-greatest-mystery-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-8627658778942943447</id><published>2007-02-03T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T09:47:24.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ERRATUM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Richard Gomez is not running under administration but rather has announced to pass his senatorial candidacy under the opposition.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry bout that, my bad, my bad. BUT, that does not nullify the validity of my statement when I said that Richard Gomez is unreasonable, bias, egoistic, and a LOSER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't vote for him. If you do, you are making the same mistake you committed when you voted for Fernando Poe Jr. in the last election....Glad there was some comelec negotiations that time, though illegal, Fpj would've been a societal suicide for the Philippines. I know you won't listen to a 16 year old, lover desperate, follower of a local superhero, an insecure failing freshman student like me, but then, I'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUWAG NYO SIYANG IBOBOTO PWEDE???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-8627658778942943447?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/8627658778942943447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=8627658778942943447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/8627658778942943447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/8627658778942943447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/02/erratum-richard-gomez-is-not-running.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-7768112597731143682</id><published>2007-02-03T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:38:56.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's easy to deny it.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to set it aside.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;But not so when everything around you seems to be saying "you're a loser" out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am filled with insecurity from head to toe, covered with negativity all over.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda hard dealing with it right? I know. Been doing it for 16 years.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the same? Too bad. I don't know what to do with it either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-7768112597731143682?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/7768112597731143682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=7768112597731143682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/7768112597731143682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/7768112597731143682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-easy-to-deny-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-2440760998842081657</id><published>2007-02-03T00:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:26:36.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Would you believe it?? Ginebra was down by 3 with only 30 seconds or less on the game clock and ironically, Ginebra won by 3 points 108-105!! They now earned a twice-to-beat advantage come Game 6 on Sunday, which I'm gonna watch live despite being loaded with so much school work to do over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason why I'm here staying in with my computer on my lap with no company other than Brian McKnight's music while my friends and maybe a lot of AB students are enjoying 'Haute Wheels' and fashion show. I prefer to not go since I won't have time doing it tomorrow coz I'm gonna be excited to watch Game 6 live in Araneta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad I didn't go though, coz my legs hurt like hell after yesterday's softball game in P.E which didn't go well to say the least, its called beginner's jitters my friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, seeing that I have a limited connection, I should publish this now and get my butt to work and finish that darn paper and English. Wish me luck.(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-2440760998842081657?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/2440760998842081657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=2440760998842081657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/2440760998842081657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/2440760998842081657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/02/would-you-believe-it-ginebra-was-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-1470792530738402576</id><published>2007-02-01T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T06:07:37.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hve you heard the news?? Richard Gomez is gonna run for Senator!! God forbid, we might have aanother celebrity senator again. Not that I'm stereotyping celebrity politicians and all, but Richard Gomez???? oK. He might be Hot and all that....no I don't think he's hot, It's just that we studied Rolando Tolentino's work in Phil. Literature and he regarded Richard Gomez as the Philippine symbol of manhood. Watch S-Files sometimes and you'll see how he can so unreasonable at defending his side. He is so subjective, ok so he does have a few good arguments, that is if he's not involved in the issue, but if he is, like that issue of not being able to pay the tax and all and the Erik Santos-Richard Gomez controversy, My GOD! How unreasonable can he get??? I swear, I wanted to throw the glass I'm holding against the tv! He likes to take side and with his riches, fame and all that, what is gonna happen to the Philippine Government????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'm 18 so I could vote now. Come on! Richard Gomez has been in the industry for like forever, so he knows how to put up an act!! Remember that he was then a vocal critique of Gloria Arroyo, even went to the extent of calling her a fake President and now he's running under the Administration????????? Talk about a man covered up with lies!!! Just because people are starting to have lesser attention for you, you're gonna enter the Politics world to redeem your name??? Putangina ang loser!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nananawagan ako sa mga mamamayang Pilipino, pumili naman kayo ng tamang iboboto!!!&lt;br /&gt;Utang na loob!! Nakakasawa na ang mga welga!! Magsiayos kayo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-1470792530738402576?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/1470792530738402576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=1470792530738402576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/1470792530738402576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/1470792530738402576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/02/hve-you-heard-news-richard-gomez-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-117025433457197427</id><published>2007-01-31T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T05:42:32.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Coach Jong Uichico and the rest of the Ginebra Gin Kings won against Talk n' text in their 4th game, 110-103, and tied the series at 2 games a piece. Mark Caguioa was hailed Best player of the game with 37 pts and 4 assts to improve his chances at the 2007 MVP race.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naks parang Sports lead lang a!!! For a moment, Talk n' text fans actually thought that they'd get the better off of Ginebra! Not in a million years!! General admissions ticket: Php 5, Jeepney ride to Cubao: Php 12, The face on the Pumaren siblings as Ginebra hit shots after shots: priceless!!! Derek Pumaren, you're just like your brothers Fran and Dindo, making it quite high but failing to reach the top!! Asa pa!! And all that without their key center Erik Menk! I still remember back when Rudy Hatfield said in their opening game : "We came here to win nothing less than the championship. For those who are aspiring for it, you can stop, because it's about over!" That stament is slowly becoming to be a valid fact as the series continues. And speaking of confident statements like that, Mark Caguioa, the player who mostly say such statements, said in that game 4: "If I wasn't able to score last time, its not because they have great defense, its because I really can't score. Nobody can stop me, ako lang ang pwedeng pumigil sa sarili ko", and with that said, the game was won with him having &lt;b&gt;37 points - 4 assists - 9/10 freethrow percentage&lt;/b&gt; as his game statistics. Whoever said Michael Jordan is the best there is and the best there ever will be probably wasn't aware that there is a freshman Mark Caguioa playing for Eagle Rock High. And will eventually become a part of the greatest PBA team ever and will continue the legacy that the legend Robert Jaworski himself started. If Ginebra makes it to the finals and Mark Caguioa still wouldn't win the MVP award, there is something fishy going on with the PBA Board of Committee. He is the top scorer in the league, the key player of the Champion team (yeah, we'll be champions), a consistent player throughout the conference, and has a fair percentage in the assist and rebound department, he is indeed the most deserving of the title!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, there is a paper in English to be passed, a quiz in Economics and reporting in CWG. What the hell? I'm gonna watch Game 6 live on Sunday. You know what my fearless forecast is? Ginebra will win on friday that will make them 1 game short to the finals and I'm gonna be watching the Fast the Furious and the fearless, the H bomb, the flying A in flesh while they take Ginebra to the finals!! After months of waiting, I'm finally gonna be able to shout GINEBRA! GINEBRA! along with my fellow ka-barangays while we watch fouled outs Asi Taulava and Yancy de Ocampo squirm in the bench as Mac Cardona scratches his head because of a Mark Caguioa three point shot made against him. Now that's a pretty sight to watch! Hey Rommel Aduccul, don't you miss the crowd support and the thrills of making a free throw with a Ginebra #10 jersey on your back?? Too bad... I bet Jimmy Alapag's ass that Derek Pumaren will never win against the magic of Jong Uichico and Siot Tanquincen!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-117025433457197427?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/117025433457197427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=117025433457197427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117025433457197427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117025433457197427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/coach-jong-uichico-and-rest-of-ginebra.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-117024532883015162</id><published>2007-01-31T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T04:23:51.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a good tuesday last time. Our Literature professor from last sem had a talk called Ustingan and she chose our class to attend the talk. That means we won't have Theology (aww too bad, I miss my beloved adviser already) but the good thing is we won't have Sociology either (haha!! It couldn't get any better!) Our class and 1jrn I think were the only first years who listened to the talk and I learned that the people who attended was chosen by Mrs. Lising. Before it starts, she went up the stage and said to the microphone these exact words :"I'm glad that those who are present here are the people I've been wanting to see lately, (she then introduced her senior and junior classes), and most especially, 1jrn and &lt;b&gt;1jrn2&lt;/b&gt;, one of the smartest freshmen I have ever handled". See???? We are one of the best class ever!!!! And that came from none other than Dr. Irene Lising, one of the few professors in the Faculty of arts and letters with a Phd degree! Now that's what I'm talking about. Anyway, that started out well, and what followed was better. The talk was about Children's literature. And I now have another name to include in my idols list : Tito Doc(sorry, I couldn't quite remember what his full name was). He's the best! If I have extra money, I'd buy a couple of his books :&lt;i&gt;Duglit and Ang pambihirang buhok ni Racquel&lt;/i&gt;, If I enjoy it, I might as well read his entire collection!! And oh, before forget, the other speaker, Mrs. Chong, is another children's book author who have won Palanca award for the last two years said that those people who grew up in the province is usually more kinder than those who grew up in the city!! uhhuurrm, uhhuurrm!! Go TARLAC!! If I know, what she really wants to say but didn't because she didn't want to offend anybody is that, those form the province are more of a better person than those from the city......hahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;And to end that night was Ms. Ferdie Lopez in yet another stunning attire for a yet another wonderful class discussion!! Literature professors are one of the best there is!! Dr. Lising and Ms. Ferdie Lopez are the best from the bunch!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and that tuesday, I want to say thank YOU again.(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-117024532883015162?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/117024532883015162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=117024532883015162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117024532883015162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117024532883015162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-had-good-tuesday-last-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-117016812294837510</id><published>2007-01-30T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T06:42:02.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; I miss my Bespren. And right now, I'm trying to stop myself from getting my phone and text him. I miss seating beside you everyday and never minding if I'm gonna be scolded by every teacher because of talking to you. I miss meeting up with you to make a project and celebrate together when we get a high grade. I miss going up to you and ask you to make my assignments and you say no and the feeling I get when the next day you show up with your assignment and mine all the same. I miss helping you with some school works and how you say thank you to me after that. I regret that I spent the last months of our senior year ignoring you. That could've been another 4 months of spending with you. I care about you bespren so much and I always will, I pray that you find the girl you were always looking for as I search for mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-117016812294837510?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/117016812294837510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=117016812294837510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117016812294837510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117016812294837510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-miss-my-bespren.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-117016745001750938</id><published>2007-01-30T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T06:30:50.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4571/3243/1600/433615/193956452_867a88a84c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4571/3243/320/534992/193956452_867a88a84c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of sulking over a love story which is yet to come true and so close to failing because of a million reasons that I don't know which one should I worry about anymore, I'd rather watch my super crush Makisig Morales play Super Inggo, one day, I'd be his babes. It isn't child abuse you know, humanap ka din ng crush mong bata! I'm a super baduy follower of local star search and I support my idols to death, so you can just imagine my feeling when Makisig didn't won in Little Big star. Anyway, isn't he so adorable? Imagine, he's a kid, entered in a singing contest, and starred in a fantaserye in a major network immediately after losing the contest, and there isn't a sign of beginner's jitter??? Have you seen and heard him sing Ikaw? I almost fell to my feet.&lt;br /&gt;When he grows up and turn 16, I'm gonna barge in straight to ABS-CBN studio into his dressing room and ask him to be my boyfriend. By then, I'll be super in love with him and I'd be the third girl, besides from Lois Lane and Mary Jane Watson, to have a super hero boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;And when he turns 21 which is his legal age and I guess I'd be settled journalist by then, I'm gonna ask him to marry me and we'll be the Headmasters of Power Academy. Ever wondered why Super Inggo doesn't have a super hero loveteam (Maya isn't a superhero)?? Its because me and Makisig heven't reached our time yet. Until then, Super Inggo will be saving lives and fly his way to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy huh? Find someone to fantacize about and wipe that stupid smile off of your face as you read this. (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-117016745001750938?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/117016745001750938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=117016745001750938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117016745001750938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117016745001750938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/instead-of-sulking-over-love-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-117016271197709313</id><published>2007-01-30T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T05:11:51.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since someone desperately wants to be a part of my 'favorite couple list', im gonna do her a big favor and put them in even though my list's number 1 requirement is that they should be a real couple. Im a good friend that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Angelique and Mr. Political tumbler&lt;/b&gt; - They are constantly texting and chatting, which are the first steps towards a real love story. Angie developed a big crush on him and even sends message to us whenever Mr. Political tumbler tell her something sweet like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Angie: What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Political tumbler: YOU&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it wasn't that big of a deal until that time when I was with Angie and I was the first one to say hi to Mr. Political tumbler and he ignored me and tried to talk to ange. Bad thing for me, super good thing for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Me and &lt;b&gt;YOU.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality doesn't agree. But my hearts says so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-117016271197709313?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/117016271197709313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=117016271197709313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117016271197709313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117016271197709313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/since-someone-desperately-wants-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-117008909974774389</id><published>2007-01-29T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T08:44:59.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Since Failure has taken its toll on me, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:red;"&gt;I am now in the verge of failing my heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-117008909974774389?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/117008909974774389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=117008909974774389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117008909974774389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117008909974774389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/since-failure-has-taken-its-toll-on-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-117008282288491331</id><published>2007-01-29T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T07:00:22.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn it. Pagod na koooo! Pagod na kong maging estudyante!!! At buti sana kung sa bawat pagpupuyatan kong mga lecheng papers e natutuwa ako sa ibibigay na grade, e ok. lang, pero puchragis hindi!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mourn with me:&lt;br /&gt;I failed 6 prelim examinations out of 8, 1 out of the 2 I passed should've never made it to the passing score if it wouldn't for the +10 my professor gave us.&lt;br /&gt;We only had two quizzes in CWG, one was by default a failing test since I came in late and my prof didn't bother to repeat the questions for me, and the other one, I've stupidly written 'Medieval period' instead of 'Ancient Period', if I was smart enough to remember that it was ancient rather than medieval, I would've gotten that question right, that was a one-essay-question quiz. Great huh?&lt;br /&gt;I lack the enthusiasm to listen during my Economics class, so basically, I am failing all  possible outputs to fail.&lt;br /&gt;For this one, I blame my professor. Gago siya. Gago talaga siya. Buti kasama ko si Dharel sa group, dun lang ata ako pumasa.&lt;br /&gt;The requirements in English is getting more and more difficult everytime, that means nights spent in front of the computer, sleep at 5 in the morning and wakes up at 8. That results to me sleeping during class.&lt;br /&gt;Ang saya ng buhay ko!! Grabe wala akong masabi.&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried. Reall worried of disappointing my Mom. She never vocally told me she wanted me to get high grades, it was never a requirement. She's fine with me being an average student. The worst I can do is to fail a unit and get money off of her for Summer classes and well the burden of having a daughter who is failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anung gagawin ko????????!!!!!!!!!!!!Magpunas na lang kaya ako ng sapatos ng mga pasahero sa jeep? O kaya magtinda ng longganisa sa palengke? O di kaya magbenta ng mineral water at extra joss sa mga taxi driver pag traffic?&lt;br /&gt;May tinatanggap bang undergrad na hanggang freshmen lang sa call center???&lt;br /&gt;Pucha ung mga pangarap ko!!!!!!!!!!!! First year pa lang to ha. Gud luck naman saken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-117008282288491331?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/117008282288491331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=117008282288491331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117008282288491331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117008282288491331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-117008103216591421</id><published>2007-01-29T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T06:36:38.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And because I have no love story to tell, I'll just talk about some of my favorite couples ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CoyCoy and Nikka&lt;/b&gt; - My Highschool friends, Coy started to court Nikka back when we were in second year, but Nikka rejected him back then, they got together after a year when they realized that they were meant for each other. During that year that Coy wasn't courting Nikka, he was busy having one girlfriend after the other, he still ended up in Nikka's heart. And oh good news!! They are now legal in Nikka's family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darryl and Kreng&lt;/b&gt; - Darryl courted Kreng for fun, just for the reason that Kreng was the new girl. She entertained the attention for fun too, eventually, Darryl told Kreng about his initial reasons for courting and told her he found himself really falling inlove with her. They are both each other's first relationship partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carlo and Camille&lt;/b&gt; - your typical love story. Carlo fell in love with Camille and they got together after a year of courting. They will be celebrating their third year anniversary on August 16!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nachi and Gerhard&lt;/b&gt; - Nachi fell in love with Gerhard but kept it to herself because she thought he was still inlove with his past love. Well, she took the risk and told Gerhard how she feels and it turned out Gerhard feels the same towards her. They celebrated their third monthsary today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Celest and Dharel&lt;/b&gt; - It all started in Starbucks when we begged Dharel to tell us who he likes. Well he didn't at first. When Celest asked him, out of nowhere he blurted out : "ikaw!". And I thought that was all. Until I found myself patiently listening as Celest talks about Dharel all day nonstop. Then, I anticipated that December 16 in tagaytay when Celest finally told Dharel she loves him. Timid boy wins the heart of the popular girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wish for my friends all came true.&lt;br /&gt;Now the only thing for me to do is to wish that things could work out that way for me too.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess, not all fairy tales have happy endings.(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-117008103216591421?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/117008103216591421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=117008103216591421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117008103216591421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/117008103216591421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-because-i-have-no-love-story-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116995232608434686</id><published>2007-01-27T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T18:46:29.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not gonna be able to watch Game 3 of the semis after all. Student athlete-supporter ako e, student comes first before the athlete supporter.&lt;br /&gt;Katatapos lang ng debut ni apol, ganda, apol dalaga ka na talaga!!! Closure kung closure!! Sino nga ulit yun? Hehe, pogi pala apol, both J**** are cute, take your pick apol!&lt;br /&gt;Actually hndi nman ako speechless e, wla lang talaga akong masabi kasi sinira ni &lt;b&gt; KATHERINE BAUTISTA&lt;/b&gt; ang gabi ko!!!!! Sinira mo ang lahat!!!!! Bading ang lahat ng manliligaw mo!!&lt;br /&gt;Bitter.........&lt;br /&gt;Bading!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116995232608434686?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116995232608434686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116995232608434686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116995232608434686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116995232608434686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-not-gonna-be-able-to-watch-game-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116991951705543451</id><published>2007-01-27T09:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T09:38:37.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I AM &lt;b&gt; HOMOPHOBIC&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I don't mean it that way. I have nothing against gays, I actually like them since I have a friend who's one. It started out like this, my cute irregular classmate from last sem told me he's gay, culture shock? Yeah I guess, I'm not used to guys looking and acting like straight ones who are actually gay. Sa manila siguro madami nun no? And anyway, since I'm in AB which has the cutest guys in the university, the line "he's gay" is common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Me: Sino yan? Anong course? Ang gwapo naman!&lt;br /&gt;*****: He's cute but he's gay, I know, sayang. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was one time that I was actually thanking God already for giving me someone who has the possibility of being the one I'm looking for.Until, I felt that he's gay. No confirmation, I just felt it. And then, I have a crush/textmate form Tarlac who is a former classmate of my friend, and I learned that he is indeed gay. That was when I decided I am traumatized of learning each time that a guy is gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haven't heard the worst yet. YOU. YOU're gay? YOU can't be!!!! YOU really can't be.&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe it. If you don't own up that YOU're gay, then maybe YOU're not after all. I'll believe it if it would come from YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116991951705543451?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116991951705543451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116991951705543451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116991951705543451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116991951705543451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-homophobic_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116988214116868207</id><published>2007-01-26T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T23:15:41.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Coach DEREK, this goes out to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm, too bad you had Ginebra for Semi Finals, like Rudy Hatfield said: Its about over. Alam mo bang ang mga  fan ng ginebra ay nagpapakahirap pumila para sa ticket para maramdaman lang ung excitement at magkaron ng pagkakataong sumigaw ng ginebra! ginebra! tapos ganun lang nangyari sa game 1???? Wow yabang.... Game 1 was a blow off, hndi man lan ako naexcite, depensahan nyo naman si mark caguioa diba?? Anyway, I'll be watching Game 3 live in Araneta! So mejo crucial kasi 1-1 na....The Championship is ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sabayang pagbigkas was a success!! ang galing naming lahat!! both groups!! Kami ang mga peryodista na pwdeng artista!! Congrats classmates, 6 hours lang binuo yun!! Sorry na, sorry na. Mayabang nanaman, e pag ikaw ba naman ang every tth ng buhay mo e ipinagduduldulan sa inyo na wala akung kwenta at laging mas may magaling sa inyo, e ang mga bagay na pwde mong ipagmalaki ipagmalaki mo na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr and Ms. Journalism both won in Dazzle!! Hindi hindi kami kuntento, Kuya Eric's "not to outshine others but to others shine as well" statement earned him the title already, ewan ko ba kung anong nangyari...ok. lang, ok. lang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was basically the conclusion of my week, the highlight of it, which I couldn't publish, lasted for about 10 minutes, the best 10 minutes of the month!!! thank YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116988214116868207?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116988214116868207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116988214116868207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116988214116868207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116988214116868207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/coach-derek-this-goes-out-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116956656259038852</id><published>2007-01-23T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T07:36:02.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The rest of the week will suck. I just know it. The only thing that keeps me going is that I have to make it through every day for Apol's debut. Excited. (",)&lt;br /&gt;And on Sunday, I'm gonna be at Araneta watching the Ginebra for Semis game 3!!!&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to that saturday and sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116956656259038852?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116956656259038852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116956656259038852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116956656259038852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116956656259038852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/rest-of-week-will-suck.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116947788480108687</id><published>2007-01-22T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T07:06:11.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just failed myself, again.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more to it really. I just took all the things I have for granted. And now I'm losing each of it one by one. I wish I could be that person who dreams of becoming to be more and working for it. I think I'm losing my touch. Haha. Studies is all I have. Its all I've got to make me the person I've always wanted me to be. And I'm slowly letting go of that only option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just failed two examinations. And there are still more to come tomorrow. It also doesn't help that I am failing in my quizzes and I never had the right attitude to do good in class. I'm going down, and I didn't even realize it, until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fault really. My responsibility too. I need to redeem myself or else i'll be disappointing everyone relying and believing in me when I do not believe in myself for even a bit. That's the hard part. Letting myself down is awful. But letting people I care for down is the worst.&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;I hated it before and I didn't even find the means to not let it happen again.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen this scene play before, and I didn't like the feeling. And its coming back again now that I'm in a very crucial and vulnerable period of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Giving up, I know, is a stupid thing to do right now. And I guess I'm not stupid. Only selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll have to borrow Ginebra's motto for a little while until I get back on track again. Never say die. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck. (".)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116947788480108687?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116947788480108687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116947788480108687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116947788480108687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116947788480108687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-just-failed-myself-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116920095991533957</id><published>2007-01-19T01:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T02:02:39.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Puchragis, tapos na ang prelims! Sigh of relief?? Haha. Asa pa ko. Asa pa Lian asa pa. Sobrang patapon na kong estudyante, I dont know what the hell is heppening with me. I'll tell you all about this week and you tell me.you can't compete with the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. so the first exam is Journ, and well, I can't blame anybody but me. Yah dear me, it was your fault, you don't know how to take care of your things. The handout she got all her questions from was the handout that I lost!! Damn fate right? If that's bad, how about the next day. First we were asked to do a Research which she required to be 10 page or more, to which she added 'kapag 10 below lang, walang kwenta' - and then walked out on us when she herself said that we can do anything we want?? And she has the guts to go to school late when she knows atleast 3 sections has her exam first thing in the morning??? You haven't heard the worst yet, I don't know if its intended, but she gave some review questions to other section and she can't even bother to even tell us about it, good thing our class officers had the initiation to ask the other section for it, if not, we're screwed. Screwed is an understatement when we gpt the exam 25 minutes late, and there's a 50-item fill in the blanks test, as in a word for word fill in the blanks!! What are we?? Still in elementary to memorize the coverage word by word??? If I know, the handout you got that test from is still saved in your computer, and you just copied and pasted it and replaced some words you didn't even care to read with blanks. Now that's very good of you, and so nice too! Lit is ok. but im afraid of those kinds of test, it looks easy but then its not, simple error of analysis can lose you 5 points. But then, at least we've studied the coverage well enough, now that's what you call a good Professor. The others? God knows what I want to call them.&lt;br /&gt;Nice one, my life really is headed to the direction Hell knows where.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116920095991533957?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116920095991533957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116920095991533957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116920095991533957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116920095991533957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/puchragis-tapos-na-ang-prelims-sigh-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116871302118141562</id><published>2007-01-13T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T10:40:11.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>May tanong ako sa inyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan naisip nyo na ba kung ano dapat ang piliin? Kung ang utak o ang puso? Kasi minsan, may mga bagay na tama sa paningin ng lahat at tama sa lahat ng aspeto ng buhay pero mali ang pakiramdam mo? May mga bagay na ikinasasaya mo dahil yun ang gusto mo pero maraming nakahadlang kasi alam mong mali? Oo unfair kasi bakit hindi na lang ibigay sayo ung hinihiling ng puso mo at papaburan ng mundo dahil ito ang tama. Oo unfair, pero yan ang buhay. so ano ang pipiliin mo? Siguro utak no? Dahil sa mundong napakarami ang naghihintay para bumagsak ka, ang pagpili ng maling bagay ay parang pagpapabagsak na rin ng sarili mo. Pero, siguro puso na lang. Kasi ang lahat ng tao ay may utak pero hindi lahat ay may puso. Kasi siguro sa mundong mahirap hanapin ang magpapasaya sayo, isang pagkakamali na siguro ang hindi pagpili sa bagay na alam mong gusto mo.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi. Mail ang iniisip mo. Hindi ko pa napagdadaanan ang bagay na ito. ang sitwaysyon. Iniisip ko lang ang nga bagay na tulad nyan para ihanda sa anumang pwedeng dumating. Pero alam mo? Kahit gano man siguro kahirap ang sitwasyong yan, matagal ko ng hinihintay na maranasan ko. Matagal ko ng hinihiling na sana dumating ang panahon na pipili ako ng taong laman ng puso ko. Pero higit sa lahat, na sana ay dumating na ang pagkakataong mararamdaman ko na tama ang desisyon kong piliin xa dahil alam kong ako rin ang laman ng puso nya. Sana dumating na.&lt;br /&gt;Mali ulit. Mali ulit ang iniisip mo. Hindi ako ang tipo ng babaeng maraming katext, maraming anonymous number na nakikipagkilala, na maraming nanliligaw. Hindi, hindi ako yun. Ako ung babaeng makikita mo sa Telenovela na nagmamahal ng bidang lalakeng inlove sa bidang babae na super ganda aat maraming nagkakagusto. Pero hindi ako kontrabida, hindi ako nang aagaw. Hindi ako nanunulot, ang ginagawa ko lang ay bumibitaw. Ganun lang, pag alam kong wala na, bitaw agad. Pero mali ang iniisip mong duwag ako at hindi kayang ipaglaban ang nararamdaman ko. Minsan na din akong nagpumilit pumasok sa puso ng isang tao, bata pa ko nun at unang beses ma inlove, isang taon akong nagpacute habang nagpapacute sya sa iba, pagkatapos nun, isang taon din akong naging takbuhan pag magkaaway cla ng girlfriend nya, pagkatapos nun, isa pang taon akong nakuntento na ako ang laman ng puso nya sa loob ng classroom namin pero iba na paglabas, dahil may girlfirend nga xa. In short, tatlong taon akong nakikipaglaban na mahalin nya habang sya ay nagpapa palit palit ng babaeng susunod nyang mamahalin, at ni minsan hindi ako naging kabilang sa mga babaeng un.&lt;br /&gt;At mejo nakaka trauma ang experience na un, kaya mas naging maingat ako pagkatapos. Siguro in less than a year na hindi ko na mahal si first love, madami ang akala kong ang taong ibinigay na ng dyos para sakin. May mga nagtagal ay halos inakala kong mahal ko talaga, may iba na binitawan ko agad para hindi ko tuluyang mahalin, at may iba na binalak kong paghirapang makuha pero narealize kong huwag na lang. At habang ako ay naguguluhan habang pinagiisipan ko ang dapat kong gawin, sila ay namumuhay ng diretso na walang pakialam sa kung ano ang pinagdadaanan ko.&lt;br /&gt;OO, alam ko ang tumatakbo sa utak mo, bakit ako duwag para hindi sabihin ang nararamdaman ko. Nasubukan ko na, oo, pinagtapat ko kay first love na mahal ko sya kasi pagod na ko sa mga nangyayari. Either magiging kami lang, oo masisira na ang friendship na binuo ko ng tatlong taon, at maganda na rin un, para mawala na xa sa sistema ko at makapagsimula ulit. Oo medyo mahirap kalimutan, pero nagawa ko. At kung nagtataka kayo, kung nasan na si first love ngayon, nasa buhay ko pa pero hindi na kakambal ng salitang love ang pangalan nya.&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos nun ay dumating ang taong matagal kong inakalang minhal ko, siguro nga oo, pero hindi totoo ang pagmamahal. At binitawan ko rin siya, kasi natatakot na kong lumaban at matalo.&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ko sa sarili ko, hindi na ako ang unang magmamahal. Mamahalin muna nila ako bago ako gumawa ng desisyon. Pero hindi nangyayari yon, wala. Oo, wala. Walang nagmamahal at nagmahal sa akin. Totoo yun. Oo, madami ang nagmamahal sakin, marami akong kaibigan at pamilya. Pero hindi yun pagmamahal sa ganung paraan.&lt;br /&gt;Oo, narinig ko na ang mga salitang "hindi mo kailangan ng relasyon para mabuhay", oo tama yun. Dahil masaya ako, masaya ang buhay ko, pero hindi kumpleto.&lt;br /&gt;Sige, tumawa ka lang, tawanan mo lang ang nararamdaman ko, ayos lang un, pwede ka ring makiiyak kung nakaka relate ka, pwede mo rin akong kaawaan. Ayos lang. Ayos lang lahat sakin.&lt;br /&gt;Kaya un, madami ang dumadating at umaalis. Kasi agad ko silang binibitawan. Ayaw ko ng subukang lumaban, dahil dehado ako, kung lalaban ako, para na rin xang survival match, madaling matalo at walang consolation. Siguro kasi takot ako, takot ako, wala pa akong alam sa pagmamahal kundi ang magmahal lang.&lt;br /&gt;Anu ba yan? Mali ulit ang iniisip mo. Hindi. Hindi ko sinisisi si first love sa lahat. Ni isa ay wla akong pagsisising nararamdaman. Puro pasasalamat lang. Hindi ako plastic. Totoo, dahil habang minamahal ko xa, mas lalo kong minamahal ang mga taong dapat ko talagang mahalin, kaya iniwan nya ko ng kumpleto ang buhay ko, kumpleto ang utak ko, at kumpleto ang puso ko.&lt;br /&gt;Naghahanap ba ako? Oo, hinahanap ko pa rin ang taong yun. Sa totoo lang, akala ko nahanap ko na sya. Dahil kakaiba ang love story ko sa kanya kumpara sa lahat, kaya akalo ko tama na ako, nahanap ko na sya. At dahil mahaba ang panahon na nagdaan mula ng huli akong bumitaw, marami na akong natutunan. Sabi ko, lalaban ako, itataya ko ang puso kong napaka fragile, igagamble ko ang chances na masasaktan nanaman ako big time, hindi ako bibitiw, gagawa ako ng paraan. Pero tama ka. Tama ka sa iniisip mo. Oo, bumitaw na ako. Ulit.&lt;br /&gt;Bukod sa hindi kami magkakilala, alam ko kasing malabong mangyari. Kaya isinuko ko na. Ulit.&lt;br /&gt;Pero nasaktan ako. Mas nasaktan ako sa pagkakataong ito. Hindi dahil sa mas matindi ang nararamdaman ko sa kanya kundi dahil napatunayan kong duwag nga ako. Napatunayan kong hindi ako marunong magmahal dahil hindi ako marunong lumaban. Dahil dun, natakot ako sa pwdeng mangyari. Natakot akong baka lagi na lang akong matatalo dahil hindi ko mabigyan ng pagkakataon ang sarili ko para manalo. Nakakatakot. Oo. Pero may bago akong natutunan.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako dapat maghintay sa panahon na gagamitin ko ang puso ko sa pagpili dahil alam kong ako rin ang laman ng puso nya. Bago mangyari yun, ito ang natutunan ko. Dapat akong maghintay sa taong magbibigay sakin ng lakas ng loob para lumaban kahit na hindi ko alam kung may pag-asa ba akong manalo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May tanong ako sa inyo.&lt;br /&gt;Minsan naisip nyo na ba kung ang bagay na pinili nyo ay ang ginusto nyong ipaglaban at ang tunay na laman ng puso nyo?&lt;br /&gt;Isipin mo. Baka may mga bagay na kailangang magbago.&lt;br /&gt;(--)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116871302118141562?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116871302118141562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116871302118141562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116871302118141562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116871302118141562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/may-tanong-ako-sa-inyo.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116863039518280689</id><published>2007-01-12T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T06:55:24.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4571/3243/1600/1943/613145038l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4571/3243/200/779753/613145038l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With me in the picture is my cousin gami, we do look alike right??&lt;br /&gt;See, Gam was born deaf and and it wasn't until he was 2 years old that we discovered it. Thank God still for giving Gam a fever that day, should he been healthy that day, his mom wouldn't have brought him to the doctor and we could've been oblivious to the fact that he can't hear for God knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he can hear now because of this some sort of implant and hearing aid. He had it like a year ago, so it seemes that he is still just a year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he adorable? You can't recognize it from the picture, but he has the most beautiful pair of eyes ever!! He sometimes make my day, even though I can't handle his energy especially at times when I'm oh so tired and all I want to do is sleep, he brings happiness. Swear, one time, he threw my phone against the wall and I just couldn't help but to be mad at him, oh but one stare at you with that sweet eyes and he gets away with it just like that.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm a proud cousin!! Because just last day, we removed his hearing aid so we cud put him to sleep easily but he just wouldn't close his eyes, so I just counted from 1 to 10 using my fingers and he started saying, One! then, two, then, three!!! I was surprised to hear him pronounce a word without hearing it first, it means he recognizes symbols already!!! I felt my heart jump!!&lt;br /&gt;And last night, I saw a star marked on his left hand. And they told me he said "goodbye teacher" clearly without commands earlier that day. Now that's a smart one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, he's already fallen asleep and the house looks like it was robbed by 5 men courtesy of that charming little boy. No one has the heart to tell him off, so I guess we're just gonna have to clean it all up tomorrow - again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116863039518280689?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116863039518280689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116863039518280689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116863039518280689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116863039518280689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/with-me-in-picture-is-my-cousin-gami.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116862401043375136</id><published>2007-01-12T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T09:46:50.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes you gotta to know when to give up.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have to know when to stop believing a dream and start accepting reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just be remembering you after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("_)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116862401043375136?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116862401043375136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116862401043375136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116862401043375136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116862401043375136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/sometimes-you-gotta-to-know-when-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116826219503936923</id><published>2007-01-08T04:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T05:16:35.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just realized. I'm one of the luckiest people on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Because God always give me the best friends ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i decided to make an entry dedicated to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;To my Elementary Barkada:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we kept our promise to see each other even for once a year. And I always love it when you fetch me from my house and walk around Moncada to drop by each other's house. I miss Florabel's house, her mom always make it a point to prepare merienda when we're there and I always look forward to hearing her remarks everytime we visit. &lt;i&gt;"Kayo nanaman? 5 taon na ang lumipas nand2 pa rin kau?"&lt;/i&gt; Especially her individual comments to which mine is consistent and never changes, &lt;i&gt;"Lian hindi ka pa rin ba tumataba hanggang gayon?".&lt;/i&gt; I guess real friendships doesn't reach finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;To my Highschool Barkada:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are one of the best things that ever happened in my life. When I was in my lowest low, you never left me. Even when I was being a pain in the ass, and you could just easily let me go but you didn't. You never gave up on me, and I'll forever owe you big time. And my classmates too. Bayanihan Seniors 05-06! I'm constantly missing you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;To my College Barkada:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. this one may get a little bit controversial. I could be hated by people I care for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;To inches:&lt;/u&gt;I'm really sorry. I'm sorry I faded away too easily. If you're thinking that you never mean anything to me, you're wrong. You guys mean the world, you were my first friends in college, and you still are, I'm just really sorry If I hadn't been loyal to it the way you are. I know that this issue has never been really cleared out, we never had closure. And I feel guilty each and everyday that I still don't have enough guts to tell you the things that I was really meant to say, until now. The problem was kept hanging. And by closure, I don't want it to mean goodbye, coz it isn't. By closure, i mean to finally clear out if i'm still a part of inches, I still consider myself a part of it as long as i'm still welcomed. But its not fair to you because I was the one who left and I was the one to give it up, and for that, I deeply apologize. Still part of inches or not, we are friends, and we'll forever be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That one is hard to follow. So i'll try my best to sound sincere with that apology which I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Regla:&lt;br /&gt;Its fun looking back from the first days of school and I never thought we'd come to be friends eventually. I mean, I swear to God, I even called some of you names, and hated you for quite some time. HAHA! But then maybe its destiny. You are god's blessings and I'll lose half of my life if i'll lose you. Before you start smiling by yourself and laugh at my desperate attempt to be sentimental, i am seriously thankful that I found people who would accept all my imperfections and doesn't give me a hard time of making me admit to myself that i am indeed imperfect. Every beso beso at the end of the night adds up to the love I have for you all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that's plenty, but it will never be enough. LABLAB REGLA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116826219503936923?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116826219503936923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116826219503936923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116826219503936923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116826219503936923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-just-realized.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116818349479882861</id><published>2007-01-07T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T07:24:54.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I'm seating here in front of the computer, my brain is desperately trying to come up with a story to tell because my hands is itching to type an entry. And I couldn't think of something interesting to tell aside from that satisfaction I had when I ate dinner. Was I that hungry??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slept over at Celest's last night, but it wasn't planned so I didn't bring any clothes with me. I just have to be careful in keeping my clothes neat and clean but unsuccessful with the attempt. I had stains all over my white pants, i don't know if it was chocolate or sauce from lunch, and we haven't even reached Celest's house yet. It only meant one thing: by the time that we'll be going home the next day, i'm gonna be looking like I spent my day in an assault course.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the other stain in my pants was from the pizza we ate at midnight, I ate 2 and a half, and then I opened Celest's ref and found the chicken we took out from Superbowl and asked for rice, there is none. A piece of a chicken and a couple of pizza still couldn't fill my grumbling stomach so I tried my luck with the banana on their table. Still no luck. I'm starving to death. And it wouldn't help if i'll be thinking about it so i tried my darn hardest to put it off my mind. Why was I hungry when earlier that day we were at gateway and Dharel treated us to a big lunch at Superbowl??? See, I have this hatred for eating in a restaurant, I just can't seem to eat well. I get irritated by the sight of a food that has a menu name I can't even pronounce and has an annoying plate presentation, and then you look at the bill and its gone whhoopers already. If i'll be ever asked to have lunch or dinner, I'd very much prefer to eat at a Carinderia, Ate Eva's more likely or Almer's, but if i'm in the mood for fried chicken with gravy, I'd go to Jollibee, then, I'll be happy, and my big burp would be the evidence.&lt;br /&gt;So you could just imagine what I went through that night and the delight I had when I saw 12:00 p.m on Celest's wall clock and heard her say "kain na kayo!". And after that, I sensed Celest's generosity and I assumed that she won't mind if i get hold of her sweet factory plastic and eat most of her chocolates. That's when they pointed out that I had chocolate stains on my pants.&lt;br /&gt;Great. Water has been acting bratty again at their place so we can't take a bath, we hadn't brought toothbrush so god knows how we smell, and I had the pleasure of being the one who has dirty clothes. Nice one. Oh well, I didn't mind, seeing I'm going straight home after that. And if you're wondering? No I didn't put myself into great embarassment of riding jeeps and walking along Rotonda with dirty pants, I asked Celest to lend me one of hers. But I did go through an embarassment when I was walking in our subdivision and the tambays had the she-had-the-same-clothes-on-yesterday look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. so I am seating in front of the computer and I realized I just made an entry about.....and I laughed so I browsed through what I had typed and just sighed at the fact that i'm about to publish a story about dirty pants, restaurant irritation and my lame hunger.&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116818349479882861?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116818349479882861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116818349479882861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116818349479882861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116818349479882861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-im-seating-here-in-front-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116809921217121897</id><published>2007-01-06T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T08:00:12.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm currently listening to What about love. Ang kantang puno ng sentimyento.&lt;br /&gt;And funny, as much as I am a desperate emotional, Love didn't enter my mind. Or any person for that matter, even him that I think I have feelings for. Nakakatawa, dahil habang nakikinig ako sa kantang gusto kong pakinggan kung gusto kong mag isip ng tungkol sa pag-ibig e mukha ng Socio prof ko ang na pipicture ng isip ko.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. My report is due January 11, and I haven't even started a thing. I don't even know what its about. I feel like I'm slacking off of my studies terribly, and I need redemption, now.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have higher grades, pangarap ko ngang maging dean's lister. Besides the fact that I don't have the capacity to be one, I don't work hard enough to reach it. So becoming a Dean's lister is now off my wish list, nandun na xa sa "Asa ka pa" folder.&lt;br /&gt;Ay meron pala akong ikwekwento, nanood kami ng Ligalig kanina, that Cesar Montano film?&lt;br /&gt;Ok. so when I was just putting my hands over my face and feeling the tension of the film sisirain ang momentum ng mga scenes sa taxi na animated. Tinamad siguro silang mag shoot ng umaandar no?&lt;br /&gt;See? I have a short span of attention. Back to where I was, I definitely have to get started with that report that was meant to be done over the Christmas break. First thing though, I have to get Celest to send me the questions because I know nothing about it. It doesn't help that my friends doesn't care about it for the meantime, mga tipong rush. Ganito ang takbo ng isip ko e, &lt;i&gt;Ay sisimulan ko na ung socio&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ako: Celest pasend naman ng mga questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celest: Bakit sisimulan mo na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ikaw ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celest: Hindi pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sila cha ba nakapagsimula na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celest: Hindi pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Ay ako din hindi ko pa sisimulan, kahit sa susunod mo na isend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My college life is headed to the right direction. My dreams are slowly being transferred to that "Asa ka pa" folder. Masipag naman talaga ako e. Totoo, lalo na pag gustong gusto ko ung ginagawa ko, masipag talaga ako. Ewan ko ba, lahat ng mga subjects ko, matagal kong pinangarap maging subjects nung Highschool pero ngayong nasa akin na parang wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang. Yan ang nangyayari sa baluktot kong utak sinamahan ng katamaran at kadaldalan.&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang. Yan ang nangyayari sa dapat ay isang magandang apat na taon sa UST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ngayon, magbabasa muna ako ng librong hinanap ko ng halos isang oras sa 5 palapag ng National Bookstore. Ang wala lang ay lilipas. Magkakaroon ng meron. Pero bukas na lang, dahil tinatamad pa ko ngayon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116809921217121897?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116809921217121897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116809921217121897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116809921217121897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116809921217121897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-currently-listening-to-what-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116801215040314787</id><published>2007-01-05T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T07:49:10.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merong Journ pag friday at syempre may P.E!! Minalas ako sa p.e e kasi gsuto ka basketball pero pang sophomores lang un, o sige korfball wla ng slots, ok. handball na lang, wla na rin!! Kaya napilitan akong mag softball! Mahal ko na ang softball!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una dahil ang number ko ay 6. Tama, 6 nga. L.A Tenorio, dala dala ko ang numero mo!! C celest 18, hmmmmm, a c James Yap!,, kaya partner kami ni Celest, at habang nag thro throa and catch kami ay nagaala Quinito Henson din ako na nagcocomment sa bawat catch namin. Tapos proper game na, nagmakaawa ako sa groupmates ko na we should play 2nd, para magamit naman ako, dapat pagtinuan ko, I'm not about to bring disgrace to my number!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta ang saya, kahit hindi maxadong magalaw, at kahit na pinagtitinginan ako ng team mates ko kapag gumagamit ako ng basketball terms e ok. lang!! A tska ang porma ng uniform, I'm trying to achieve the athlete look, I even bought a gym bag from divisoria just to completely look the part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year, I'm gonna be able to wear a Jersey, with BUAN and my number on my back. Basketball na basketball na ko!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year. Next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116801215040314787?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116801215040314787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116801215040314787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116801215040314787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116801215040314787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-fridays.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116801157495409943</id><published>2007-01-05T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T07:39:35.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope that the person i'm about to diss here doesn't own a blog. If he does, I'm DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I hate my Logic Professor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I used to like him, a lot. Besides the fact that he is proven to be one of the most intelligent people in the entire Continent (I cant tell you the evidence, I'm playing safe), e he's a great teacher, if not the best. Ok. so I get annoyed when he uses his examples as a way to brag about himself, but I don't care, he makes Philosophy interesting and fairly understandable.Oh but I hate him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I loved him after that quiz, it was kind of easy, a lot easier than what I expected him to give us. But his words later made me hate him. "I don't like going there, the worst I can do is to go to SM Megamall and SM Mall of Asia". I asked my seatmate about it and she told me, "ayaw nya daw ung lugar, ung mga tao, xempre cubao diba?". Whhhatttt??? And then I heard him say, "I just don't like the crowd". I commented, "e bakit naman, they won't harm you. I mean we won't harm you, I'm staying in Cubao!". I guess someone from the front row commented the same, and he said "I don't belong to them, why should I be with them?". And right then and there, I hated my Logic Professor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what If they're not primmed with branded clothes, ride in a car and doesn't hold an expensive phone, it doesn't make them any lesser. I mean US. Porket hindi lang kami kasingkinang o kasingbango ninyo e sasabihin niyo na Magnanakaw, Manyakis, Mabaho, Madumi, Social Climber, Hold upper, Rapist. I'm not rich, I'm not poor either, I belong to the average group of the society so siguro kabilang na ko sa mga tinatawag na outcasts o extra lang sa mundo. Ang unfair naman, we don't even get the chance of showing off our real identity, meron dyan sasabihin mahirap pero Doctor na pala dahil sa sipag, na sasabihin magnanakaw yun pala e may business na ng carinderia tapos ung mga rich people, magsuot lang ng Bayo shirt and Girbaud pants with the smell of Victoria's secret na nagtetext gamit ang latest nokia model e titingalain na, pa english english pa na nanlalait ng mga jologs un pala ung nilalait niya scholar na Law student sa UP topnotcher pa e siya bumagsak sa lahat ng Universities pero board member ang daddy nya kaya xa nagaaral. Diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you Conos put us down, you go lower with ridicule.&lt;br /&gt;And you got that right DOCTOR, you definitely don't belong with &lt;i&gt;them&lt;/i&gt;, you belong to the lowest class of the society. You may have one of the smartest brains in the world, but yours is one of the narrowest.&lt;br /&gt;And Ciara is right when she said that, sayang siya laking UST pa man din tapos ni wala man lang siyang nadala ni katiting na values ng isang tomasino. You are not a Thomasian, yeah you studied in UST, but you have no right calling yourself a Thomasian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puchragis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116801157495409943?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116801157495409943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116801157495409943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116801157495409943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116801157495409943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-hope-that-person-im-about-to-diss.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116782681842234107</id><published>2007-01-03T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T04:41:31.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. Take my word on this.&lt;br /&gt;When you go to a salon, make sure you tell the haircutter exactly what you want her to do with your hair, make sure she understands it, or else, you'll be going out that salon regretting why you even went in and a disaster hair to show to the world the next day you go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kainis!!! Sabi ko trim!!! Hay Bad trip, hndi ba malinaw ang salitang trim?? un bang aalisin mo lang ung sa dulo?? Kainis! Ang mahal mahal pa!&lt;br /&gt;Its not a good day, well, besides the good fact that I got to see my friends again, its not a good day!&lt;br /&gt;With me here trying to find a solution for my dysfunctioning internet connection, im also wondering if we still have to do that reflection paper, which I don't know about if ever it is still required, and i've got 50 or more pages to review for tomorrow's long quiz in logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding up to that is the fact that I didn't even see you today!!!! How could I have missed you??&lt;br /&gt;Ay grabe!! Kainis, ang tanging nkakapagpasaya sakin ay ang thought na pagkatapos ng deal or no deal ay super inggo na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my lilttle cousin is throwing tantrums right now and switching off the laptop so I better shut it down and get down to business, I dont plan on starting the new year with a failing quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116782681842234107?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116782681842234107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116782681842234107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116782681842234107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116782681842234107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116774492985860104</id><published>2007-01-02T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T05:35:29.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yey! May laptop na ko! sa hinaba haba ng nilakbay e nkabili na din! Its the new year already and I'm already here in manila, grabe ang hirap sumakay! E ngayon lng ako nkapaginternet kasi wla kming connection sa tarlac, grabe excited pa man din akong umuwi ngayon kc may nakaw na connection sa apartment e hndi pa ata ready ung laptop ko kaya nakigamit muna ako ng laptop ng iba! Hehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was fun! and new year too. masarap ung handa e, ang saya...&lt;br /&gt;I have a few stories to tell.&lt;br /&gt;First I fell inlove with Super Inggo! tagal ko ng crush si makisig dun sa little big star, he's more charming than ever now that he's playing a superhero!! Grabe pogi!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know that guy in deal or no deal? The one who won the 2 million ? I think his name is Terry Cua (soulm8 kamaganak mo ata!), ay crush ko tlaga xa, ang charming, wla lang,,,&lt;br /&gt;Tpos may crush ako samin na mejo somehow related ng konti sakin through my aunt, tpos sb ko sakanila crush ko xa, e hndi ko nman alam na ssbhn pla ng tita ko sa crush ko na crush ko sya! Kilala pa man din ako ng pamilya nya sana di nya ko kilala, kc nakita ko sya sa simbhan tpos tabi ko lang ung mga pinsan ko grabeng halata,  e i caught him looking at me, i dont know if thats good or bad though. baka tinignan nya ko kc nakilala nya ko tpos sbi nya siguro sa sarili nya "eto pala ung may crush sakin!"&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, eto pa, I love Princess Hours, wla akong crush sa any of the characters love ko lang ung story! Last kong nabaliw sa isang show e ung full house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the highlight of my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;My family has hope of reconciliation after all.&lt;br /&gt;Its been a while since I've seen my aunts and uncles gather together with my cousins na hindi sapilitan, ung tumatawa na ulit sila, ganun. Kahit c anti be at c mama minna at si dade at si tita nida plang ang mgkakasundo, ok. na un, kesa wala dba. The rest will follow. Nung nsa simbahan nga ko, hndi ko na pinangpray ung 2ngkol kay limewire boy ko. Sana my family will come to their senses and settle their differences. That would be the perfect gift. Still hoping for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero pahabol ko pa rin ung kay limewire boy ko! now that would be the second most perfect gift!hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116774492985860104?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116774492985860104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116774492985860104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116774492985860104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116774492985860104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2007/01/yey-may-laptop-na-ko-sa-hinaba-haba-ng.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116673026932740759</id><published>2006-12-21T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T11:44:29.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I remember you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my heart to rest. Waiting patiently for someone to come up and say I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Forcing myself to let go of that potential love story, or even a could be love story.&lt;br /&gt;I felt my self grew tired of feeling the same longing over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;I felt my self giving up while hoping for my feeling to be reciprocated.&lt;br /&gt;And I told my self no, he will come.&lt;br /&gt;And he'll fall in love with me. Ask me if i want to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;And that's the only time I'll start loving again.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't keep any promise, I can't even keep mine.&lt;br /&gt;I broke it the moment I put my self to sleep that night while thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;And I asked why, why come so early, I'm not yet ready.&lt;br /&gt;I've picked up my pieces and I'm not ready to tear me apart again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ready to fail all over again.&lt;br /&gt;But something about you is reassuring.&lt;br /&gt;And you caught me in the very moment that I was ready to fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;I could only hope that you will be the one.&lt;br /&gt;I could only pray. I could only dream about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,I remember you.&lt;br /&gt;The moment I first saw you 6 months ago and I kept it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;The moment when we first talked 3 months ago and I pretended that it didn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;I remember you. I remember you from that long time ago that the feeling Im having now was already planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember you.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't intend you to be someone whom I just remembered and  will keep remembering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116673026932740759?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116673026932740759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116673026932740759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116673026932740759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116673026932740759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-remember-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116672899000163641</id><published>2006-12-21T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T11:23:10.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gone to Star City.&lt;br /&gt;Fell short to fulfilling my dream which is to go to Enchanted Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ni God dpat daw frends ko kasama ko pa na fulfill na dream ko, kaya sa star city nya na muna ako pinapunta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ang saya, nilibre ako ni tita bless ng ride all you can. Ignorance alert! First time e, e alam ko nkakabore nman kung idedetail ko pa sainu ung nangyari hbang nkasaky ako sa rides.&lt;br /&gt;Bsta hbang nandon ako, naiicp ko ung mga frends ko, ang saya sana kung sila ung kasama, daming cutie, namiss ko c cha, naghahanap e!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun, kakarating lng nmin sa bahay. At dahil sobrang tiyempo lang ang signal ng nakaw naming internet connection, grab ko na opportunity para mkapag post ng entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hnggng sa jeep ikaw iniicp ko, bkit ba kasi hndi kita tinawag nung nakita kita sa paskuhan??? Tuloy, mag chricristmas ako ng silhouette mo lang ang tangi kong huling nakita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haii...Kelan ba kasi kita makikilala??&lt;br /&gt;Sana malapit na.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116672899000163641?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116672899000163641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116672899000163641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116672899000163641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116672899000163641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/12/gone-to-star-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116672322020276784</id><published>2006-12-21T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T09:47:00.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Paskuhan 'o6!!&lt;br /&gt;Loved it. It started out well, me meeting up with Celest at Starbucks, bumping into an old friend in Tarlac, Dharel arriving, watching the lovers while I use Dharel's ipod.. ang arte mo dharel bumili ka pa talaga ng bagong damit ha??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tpos punta ng ust, nakita namin sa kung saan si kharche, cha and kate, ay ang pretty nyo..&lt;br /&gt;Mejo sira ang network kaya hndi na namin inintindi ang mga kailangan naming hanapin dahil malabo, at napansin ata ni kate na pasulyap sulyap ako sa paligid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kate: Pag nakita mo xa sa dinami dami ng taong to, meant to be kayo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't pay much attention to it, I just wanted to enjoy my first Paskuhan ever.&lt;br /&gt;After getting our foods from the booth, we positioned ourselves near the fireworks so we could get a good view, nung nakuha na namin ang tamang spot at mejo ang dilim na, I sat in the grass facing them with my back on the fireworks. Kharche told me to turn around coz I wouldnt able to see the show with me facing the opposite side, I don't know what's with me pero I didn't shidt into my position. Just when Im ready and about to turn around, there he walked right in front of me, I could see him from the dark and my body froze for a moment and I couldn't speak, I think I was too starstrucked that I thought I was paralysed until Kate shaked me up and said &lt;i&gt; Lian, ung sign, pag nakita mo xa diba&gt;&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My God. Yeah, the sign. Oh no , but then, maybe it was just plain coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;Oh But I don't care, I saw him, and I'm enjoying the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At nagkita kita na kami nila Jicky, kahit malabo ang globe. May natanggap ako message ni vance nasan na daw ako, sabi ko sa christmas tree sabi ko sige hayaan na lang natin malabo na tayong magkita sa tarlac na lang. Pero habang kumakain ako nakita ko xa, pinuntahan nya talaga ako just to say hello. Ay ang saya, nakita ko na c vance nakita ko na c tonio, nakita ko mga highschool friends ko at napakilala ko pa cla sa college friends~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TPOS CONCERT NA! YAEL!!! Finally, sigaw ako ng sigaw sayo na huwag mong kantahin ang bitiw pero kinanta mo pa rin!!! pero ok. lang!! Yael kahit atenista ka mahal pa rin kita!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jeepney pa ang finale mo, e un ang unang unang nagustuhan kong kanta nyo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos uwi na, uuwi ako ng nakangiti,,, uuwi ako ng masaya,,,sana mahimbing ang tulog, sana mapanaginipan kita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116672322020276784?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116672322020276784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116672322020276784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116672322020276784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116672322020276784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/12/paskuhan-o6-loved-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116672109272318145</id><published>2006-12-21T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T09:11:32.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow Tagaytay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;madami ang napagdaanan bago maging final ang trip na to....&lt;br /&gt;Sorry na kung maxado naming feel ang pagka 'elitista' (accdg. to jicky) namin, sorry talaga...&lt;br /&gt;Pero tumuloy pa rin kami..it was too good to pass up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, ang cute ni dharel hbang ngkwekwento on the way to gateway, soon daw dharel e,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagdating ng tagaytay, grabe, turistang turista! sbi nga ni celest cam whore daw!&lt;br /&gt;Basta ang saya, may comedy lang, kc lumamon ako nung dinner sa greewnwich, paglabas, ay naku si Erap nagbabadya ng masilayan ang mundo!! Tawa pa daw cla ng tawa, binagalan pa ng mga gago ang paglalakad! Pero umabot naman hndi nman ako nagkalat ng dumi sa daan,,, tpos nun, kumain muna kame!! Cadbury ko!! Binitawan lang kita ng saglit kinuha ka na ng iba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciara's friend Nikko was celebrating his birthday that night, we're all feeling guilty because no one came to his party e we can't go all the way from tagaytay to manila kc gahol na sa oras, kaya sumone came up with an idea to call him nlang and we'll sing him happy birthday, kanya kanya nman kmi bg pa cute sa phone. but he laughed, o so sweetly, kaya at least dba we made him smile.. kinantahan pa nmin xa ng BOOM TARRATT TARRATT(foreigner style),,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maxado kming nagenjoy, kaya tumawag pa kami ng isa ung tiga 1JRN1, naistorbo 2loy namin xa, e mukha namang hindi natakot samin kaya ok. lang, at least 2 na nkakarinig ng version nmin ng boom tarat,,,,hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we then had a family...&lt;br /&gt;Dharel is our Dad.&lt;br /&gt;Cha is our Mom.&lt;br /&gt;But they're divorced.&lt;br /&gt;so then comes our Tita, Daddy's Girlfriend, Celest.&lt;br /&gt;The eldest, Ate Kharche,&lt;br /&gt;Then Ate Chiara&lt;br /&gt;Then Ate Apple. But she's adopted, no one in the family is blonde so she must be adopted,&lt;br /&gt;Ate kATE, who has a problem with mom because of a boy.&lt;br /&gt;Then me, and my twin Angelique. They call us Angel1 and Angel 2.&lt;br /&gt;Then Dhea, bunso!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa masaklap ang kinahinatnan ng pamilya namin, kelangan naming umisip ng masagwang apelyido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The REGLA Family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabaw, ang labo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye na, c erap e, nagbabadya,,,,&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116672109272318145?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116672109272318145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116672109272318145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116672109272318145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116672109272318145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/12/wow-tagaytay-madami-ang-napagdaanan.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116574747480199428</id><published>2006-12-10T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T02:45:45.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Me: Kailangan ko kayong mangako&lt;br /&gt;Mares: Sige ano yun?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huwag niyo na kong tuksuhin kay Lime Wire&lt;br /&gt;Mares: Tinutukso mo rin naman si Cha kay So Clear a&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kaya nga, titigil na ko &lt;b&gt;feeling ko totoo na to&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just confined myself to falling inlove again.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it, you just make me want to not stay in 203 for long. Wherever I go, God knows I did not intend to see you, you just happen to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feedbacks. Feedbacks. Error daw, wag daw un, wala daw mapapala.&lt;br /&gt;And hell, am I aware of it? Pero wala akong magagawa, It was just confirmed that you are not with anybody else, &lt;i&gt;for the moment.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna take a big risk of putting my heart on the line. I know the stakes are high, and my chance of it, well, it does not look good. I don't care. I'm not about to regret whether what could be, I'd rather face the danger of learning what is and what should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's not you. Fine.&lt;br /&gt;God knows I'm praying darn hard for it to be you.&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeah YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116574747480199428?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116574747480199428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116574747480199428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116574747480199428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116574747480199428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/12/me-kailangan-ko-kayong-mangako-mares.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116521946677993761</id><published>2006-12-03T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T00:13:58.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I attended the congress anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when I woke up that saturday morning, I immediatelt got ready to attend the baptismal of my so-so niece, so I heve to get up early even so. I thought, leche wala akong pupuntahan ngayong araw na to. Kaya sumama na lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived a little early than the others, so pinasakay kami sa van ni kuya lucky, the four of us: Sam, Nachi, Apol, me and Ajei from 1jrn1 with Kuya Karlo. Asus, aun 3 oras na byahe patungong laguna! Naenjoy ko naman e, tinatawanan nila ang mga jokes ko! Na miss ko ng bahagya si Gerard kasi andami naming nadaanang mga ilaw, heheheh! &lt;i&gt;Are &lt;i&gt;you mocking me? I've done nothing to you!&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;Dumating kami mga past 9 na, Kuya Karlo led us into a cabin with a 3 beds all in all, ang saya say! Lima lang kami tapos ang laki nung Cabin. Hehe Error! Tpos sobrang halata na siguro ung gutom sa mga mukha namin kaya pinakain na kami ng pancit Canton, most of which, i ate. Heheheh, gusto ko ng magswimming pero ung tatlo walang shorts. Ajei and me patiently waited for others to arrive and lend them shorts just so we could swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night ended well, we got to swim, we got to know our co-Gappers, bond with them, and I had the pleasure of listening to Ajei's laughter while I hit one punchline after the other!! Ligo na to go to sleep, that was already around 4:00 in the morning, and Ajei said that its better to not have some sleep rather than have a short time of sleep. I didn't care, I wanted to lie down to bed right that moment, until we learned that our cabin is to be occupied by the core group and we had to move to a larger cabin, when I said we, I mean 20 or 25 of us had to fit in there. It was ok. really, I got some good sleep, I didn't mind if I was on the edge of the upper deck of the bed, I just wanted to rest for the next day. I mean for the remaining hours of that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya ung sumunod na araw, team-building and all that, sinabi samin lahat ng issues and one quote from Ate Mina got me, and I just couldn't get it off my mind: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It is never a failure until you recognize it as such.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Mula ngayon, wla ng failure failure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home safe that night, the ride to Manila was fun. Even though the entire trip was tiring, it was worth it. I got to spend quality time with Apol, Sam and Nachi, I got myself a new friend, and I learned. Sana wlang hangover bukas, sana ung utak ko madala ko pagpasok bukas at baka kung anu anu nanamang kabulastugan ang masabi ko sa mga prof ko. Sana makereview ako para sa Eco, sana I'll do well on my quiz. Sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116521946677993761?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116521946677993761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116521946677993761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116521946677993761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116521946677993761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-attended-congress-anyway.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116495670386867918</id><published>2006-11-30T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:41:28.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bigo nanaman ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung sinabing suspended ang classes nung thursday, ang saya! Thursday and Friday night kming mag oovernight kila celest tpos diretso ng Laguna for the wikend!!! Gap Congress!! Tpos pesteng panahon, hindi man lang nakisama, pinili nya pang umulan sa mga araw na maaaring ma meet ko na ang hinahanap ko!!! heheeheheh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad after all. una, kumain muna kami! Tpos nagkantahan, umiral nanaman pagkasamal ko!! Kinawawa ko nanaman c Cha! &lt;i&gt;"Pinang checheer kita kahit ang freethrow mo'y kapos, un pala sasabihin mo mananaggal kapatid ko! Sinaktan mo ang puso ko! Punukpok mo ng Martilyo!!"&lt;/i&gt; Then movie marathon, shane west mapapanuod nanaman kita!!&lt;i&gt;"I do not need a reason to be angry with God".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Cha has to leave, because her mom wouldn't let her spend the night over at Celest's even though its just a jeep away from theirs. Iyak 2loy c Cha kc naman unfair daw, pag ung ate nya khit super layo ng pupuntahan wlang tanong tanong, pinapayagan kaagad! I told her to ask her dad instead, she said she already did, and her dad would have the last say anyway : "Yes Mam"! Hahahaha! Kung ndi nyo nagets, don't worry, hndi ko rin yan nagets at first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagrereklamo nga xa e, kasi daw ako laging pinapayagan. Then someone made comment that goes, "You're so lucky your parents love each other and your family is together". That one got it right. Haaaay.. I can't thank God enough for giving me a mom that will work as hard as hell to give me everything that i need and I want, its just that there are times when I really need a family, and there's no one there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, mama di na ko pupuntang Laguna kasi bumabagyo e! Pero walang bawian nung allowance na alloted for that trip!! Hehehe~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the overnight, I'm here in the front of the computer on a Friday afternoon, thinking of whether or not to go to that congress. I think I'd rather not. Uuwi na ko mamaya!&lt;br /&gt;Mangaasar nanaman sila : &lt;i&gt;Kala ko ba Laguna, Quezon City to a!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmp. Look at the better side, I'd be able to watch Ginebra game either tonight or on Sunday night. Yey! Miss na kita Mark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See blog, I could make a decent entry after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116495670386867918?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116495670386867918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116495670386867918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116495670386867918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116495670386867918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/11/bigo-nanaman-ako-nung-sinabing.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116487345084457433</id><published>2006-11-29T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:57:30.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as I have promised, I'll be filling you up with decent thoughts of my confused mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to. I just have to admit this all to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love once. And that didn't work out very well, I guess I was too young or he just couldn't have the heart to love me, he never will. Do I sound very bitter? Yeah, at first I was, I hated him for being so insensitive not to even recognize me. That wasn't the case, I actually hated myself for loving the wrong person and going on at it even though I knew it wasn't right. He's ok really, he made me feel special at times, I know how hard he tried...how hard he tried to not break my heart. It did even so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't tell all the details about that love story, I just couldn't. But I'm over him I know. Really, I'm not lying.&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that we haven't been able to spend time lately the way we did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bespren! I don't know how we came to be best friends, but I'm glad we did. At first, I didn't want it, I told myself I'm not about to put myself through years of hurting again, because I thought I might fall in love with you again. I haven't told you this before, but I just didn't want you then. So glad, though, that my made-up love story ended up happily, we're in good terms, dba bespren?? I can't put into words how much I care for you and I always will, its the least I can do for the three-year process of learning of things I know I can't have from anybody else.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I almost thought I was in love with somebody else after him, really, up until now, but I can't hide the fact that he just happened to be in the right place at the right time when things fell apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sa aking kaibigan, sna nagegets mo kung sino ka. Akala ko mahal kita. Well I guess I do, just not that way. Anyway, I owe so so much to you! I really felt special and cared for when its with you, I hope I'm doing my part. I guess our friendship is made up of an unmalicious love. We do love each other, but we never made it complicated. Friends can love friends right?? That's how it is with you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find it, I know too much to mess it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116487345084457433?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116487345084457433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116487345084457433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116487345084457433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116487345084457433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-i-have-promised-ill-be-filling-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116428412767659366</id><published>2006-11-23T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T04:15:27.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cha, do we really need to?</title><content type='html'>grabe, been a while since I last have an entry here. That's the downside of having no PC at home, my friend. And also to my mother, you really need to buy me one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Cha, do we really need to? Lovers everywhere e, Celest just had one of her own, sooner or later, Karche would have too, Mare, san na tayo lulugar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone I know said that "you need to stop believing in destiny, and waiting for the right one to come". Ican't help if I'm a sucker for Fate, and everything that Nicolas Sparks seem to be feeding my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to stop thinking about it now. i NEED to finish my homework.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, blog, for speaking nonesense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll find time to fill you up with decent entries. promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116428412767659366?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116428412767659366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116428412767659366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116428412767659366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116428412767659366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/11/cha-do-we-really-need-to.html' title='cha, do we really need to?'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116013406777687744</id><published>2006-10-06T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T04:27:47.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The achiever</title><content type='html'>I vsited Lai's blog and an icon got my eye, it was one of those blog freebies (if you can call it that).&lt;br /&gt;Being one who always enjoy answering questions to dtermine who u are, i took what they call the "Enneagram Test".&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't a bit surprise with the result, I've been tagged to as 'The Achiever'.&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, I don't know If ive really achieved everything or something to say the least. It said there that my basic fear is being worthless.&lt;br /&gt;God, so trruuuuee!!, yan ang laging lumalaro sa utak ko...Am i being a pain in the ass, Am I talking rubbish here, what if I fail, I can't take that...hirap kasi pag ganun ka...Pero it does not show, sobra, people mistaken me for a laid-back girl. Well yeah, I can be it, pero deep inside, ganyan ako afraid of being worthless. I always want to feel that I'm valuable... Not just as a person but you know ung may pupuntahan ung passion mo, like I'm kinda afrai of failures, I get discouraged, nkakawalang ganang magpatuloy kc e...&lt;br /&gt;Pero my problem is not that basically, my proble is that I always expect, minsan fair lang ung expectation ko pero minsan too high.. parang kampante na hell yeah, I'm gonna rock this thing. Tapos pagka resulta, f***, what the hell happened?? Ewan ko nga ba, nakakainis ne? It'w a very bad attitude, to tell you, pinapahirapan nyo lang ang sarili nyo,.&lt;br /&gt;But I hope that I get to treat it in college, I mean College is so full of disappointments, and to tell you first sem pa lang, I'm used to it na..Getting better huh? Sana, sana talaga....Sana ung pagiging achiever ko ay may use, not just being determined to achieve but especially being able to reall achieve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116013406777687744?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116013406777687744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116013406777687744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116013406777687744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116013406777687744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/10/achiever.html' title='The achiever'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116013243972430211</id><published>2006-10-06T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T04:00:39.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful...</title><content type='html'>mushy ba ung title,, pero grabe ang laki ng pagbabago ko nitong nakaraang week pagdating sa faith,.alam mo un, im not a devoted catholic, i dont even believe in the bible, i mean, I dont say that its crap but I ragard it as fiction..I'll even be proud to say "oo napakahabang panahon na since nung last akong nagsimba", i mean tama ba un??&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who or what I should give the credits to, hndi ko tlaga alam. Grabe ung parang makapagsimba lang ako, kahit the day was shitty, i'd find a reason to smile, as in sobra. I never knew that God could be so powerful,, sobra..&lt;br /&gt;I mean, psychos goes to counselling sessions for help and I mean c'mon, e sinasagot ka nung tao, giving you advise and all that, lifting you up pero parang its never enough even with so much inspiring words. Pero grabe magsimba ka lang, that moment you bow your head and close your eyes and say a prayer to him, parang na cleanse ung pagkatao mo,.. I'm not exaggerating here, I used to laugh off this kind of comments pero pare alam mo un, I never knew, I really never knew..&lt;br /&gt;And how can I be so stupid to take so much time before I realize this???? Alam mo un, I talk trash all the time, rubbish stuffs and I can even turn to God for consolation?? Hindi man lang ako mafilter?????????&lt;br /&gt;My life is getting better by the minute, really, its getting so much better..........&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thankful. So thankful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116013243972430211?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116013243972430211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116013243972430211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116013243972430211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116013243972430211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/10/thankful.html' title='Thankful...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116013105732860635</id><published>2006-10-06T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T03:37:37.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow college,,..</title><content type='html'>don't know it would be this fun...tungo tau sa usapang basketball, alam ko sawa na kau pero wala kaung mgagawa!&lt;br /&gt;Grabe sarap mag cheer ng live sa isang team na hndi mo lang idol, alma mater mo pa, sarap magcelebrate ng isang championship na hndi lang bilang isang fan kundi bilang isang belong talaga dun,,,grabe tlaga,, i get to go home late without any explanations why, college e, kunwari rush ng paper ganyan, pero galing lang ng concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Calla Lily, ngaun ko lang napagtanto, ganda nung song,,no not stars, the other one, i dnt know the title but the endo of the chorus goes, "tommorow's gonna be just fine",,grabe, pero punaasa tlaga ako e, sabi may southborder daw pero wala nman...sayang kala ko makaka face to face ko na si duncan ramos,,,anyway, that night rocks, tipong unang strum pa lang ng parokya e naghihiyawan na sabay sabay pang mag jamming, "siguro ay hindi nya lang alam ang yong tunay na halaga!!", Chito know the crowd so well, it would've been better if Rivermaya was there too, Rico will bring the house down, simpleng hawi nya lang ng kanyang bangs e tiyak, mapapa bugtong hininga ang mga tao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm and together with this college news e, naging religious naq ngaun, tomasino ba naman diba?,, but the most memorable mass I had in UST, was kanina, buong team nandun, wapak saya! kahit sulyap lang, nagbasa pa ng reading si Chester, yeah men!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overwhelmed pa nga ang thomasian community e, sabik sa victory,,,they deserved it, they really do,.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, hey, who else but Jervy could block the dunk of Intal? Who else but Japs could handle the defense of Macky? Who else but Anthony can contend the three of Tiu? who else but the tigers could pull off a championship with a twice to beat disadvantage?? hell yeah, im living the ginebra dream, may pumantay na sa passion ko sa ginebra!! Pido Jarencio was from Ginebra, trace the pattern? Kung san nagmumula ang mga tunay na kampeon??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, we can't be so overjoyed for long, finals week na, pagbubutihan ko promise...God tlaga promise talaga, pero one request lang po, isakto nyo naman po ako sa lugar na andun ung buong team tapos makakakuha ako ng pic ni Bano??(".)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116013105732860635?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116013105732860635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116013105732860635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116013105732860635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116013105732860635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/10/wow-college.html' title='wow college,,..'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116002262928159236</id><published>2006-10-04T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:30:29.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.bANo! bANo!</title><content type='html'>In love na ko kay bano! not that kind, no, no, no.. not even close s pagmamahal ko kay tenoks tska kay spark, e ganun nman un e, pag mahal mo isang team, may mahal kang isang palyers pero laht cla mahal mo, xenxa na c bano kumuha ng psuo kong hugis bola e!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gRabe ang milenyo, buti nlang hndi ako nag attempt lumabas ng bahay, nak ng negro, e mababali ako s lakas ng hangin no! haaaay, Tigers fan naq!! i enjoyed waring yellow, srap maging Thomasian, Bano san kit mahahagilap????!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umuwi ako ng FRiday since there was no classes due to the weather, hello, kuryente tubig wla!! Ung unit nmin nsa 4th floor, hndi ako uuwi ng probinsiya na hindi naliligo! ano un, galing ko buhat manila ay mabantot na amoy?? no choice, grabe ang taas taas ng unit namen nagaakyat ako ng timba para panligo........haaaay, but nakauwi ng mabango! haha..&lt;br /&gt;Game 2 n pla ng finals, sa tv ko lng mpapanuod., bibili naq ng ticket for game 3 (assured na may game 3), e d un, nabulabog k nanaman ang moncada dhil sa taas ng energy ko pag nanunuod ng game( sa tv lng un a, imagine when im watching live), hahaha, nice one dylan, sma m na rin c dizon, kinarga ang game 2 sa balikat!! yes were on it thomasians! Do or die game,,,shettt, kelan ang game 3&gt;&gt;&gt;T***I** sa monday na!! hello! Sunday pako luluwas ng maynila!! text c celest txt c ciara,, whaaaa!! hndi pwede!!!! txt c apol, yes punta dw xang uste bili ticket, kala ko ok. na, relaxed na ko s bus kumakain ng chicharon, ng nagtxt c dharel:"Lian, 1:1 lng ang ticket hndi ka namin mabibilhan"...nooo!! pagdating ng maynila tawag ng kung kani kanino,,,,hanggang nawalan naq ng pagasa at nanuod ng pba, langya, ginebra vs. welcoat, talk about excitement, gs2 ko n ngang ilipat sa wrestling e para magkarong ng blood rush, e inaantok naq s mga tira ni Hatfield at gabundok na lamang ng ginebra e! Leche Welcoat???? sorry s mga welcoat fan jan, coach Leo, train Jun Cabatu, ni isang tira e wlang swak........haaay, nanalo ang ginebra pero wlang ticket sa game 3!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gising ng 5 ng mdaling araw pero s kakumagan ko, 7 naq nkarating ng uste, singit na singit na!! at may gen ad ticket naq!! Aus, pero nag punta p kimng aranete para maipambili ung mga wala, libag at pawis ang puhunan pero bigo e, kya tatlo lng kming nanuod!!!&lt;br /&gt;CHAMPIONS!! grabe! para aqng nanunuod ng ginebra game,ung tipong buong puso kong inaalay ang suporta, wlang biaspero hndi ko nramdaman yan nung team ko pa ang admu, totoo ang puso ng tomasino!! Japs Cuan, idol pa rin kita, u remind me of rommel aduccul,,(surely u knw why!) grabe espiritu mga tres mo laglag hininga, Jojo Duncil, that net belongs to you!!&lt;br /&gt;BANO, BANO!! MAHAL PA RIN KITA!! lang pakealamanan ng buhay ne???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excited pumasok the next day, P*** sayang hndi ako pumasok ng maaga, nag parade pla cla, nkapagpa picture n sna ako s kanila!! hmmmmpp! pero ok. lang, the next day, yes loyal ang shirt ko!! BANO mapansin mo sana!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANO ka ngang talaga..(")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116002262928159236?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116002262928159236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116002262928159236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116002262928159236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116002262928159236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/10/bano-bano.html' title='.bANo! bANo!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-116002105745878615</id><published>2006-10-04T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:04:50.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUHAY BOLA!</title><content type='html'>Wapak naman, its been forver since i last blogged. panu ko kya ikwkwento lhat?&lt;br /&gt;First off,, grabe 1st tym ko sa aranete buti ksama c celest n willing mgpapic2re,! kc cla e, tnatawanan pa nga aq bi dharel e, sama! un, i entered aranete feeling like, god khit admu ung manalo, ok. lang, its my team, but sna uste manalo, alma mater na e.., i ddnt even expect n pag nanuopd ako ng finals e tigers ang susuportahan ko,,&lt;br /&gt;i mean like, basketball is a huge part of my life, sa inaraw araw ba naman, kalahati basketball-related no! one hell of a game pare, didnt expect the fight to be that close, npapabilib n tlaga ako ng mga tigers,.kharap ko pa seats ni L.A TENORIO! read that: L.A TENORIO, i was like, hell yeah, isa na s mga pangarap ko e nkita ko na! i promised myself na i wud take a pic with him, mgkamatayan na! pero grabe as the game went on, ung puso ko unti unti ng nagiging dilaw, tomasino nga tlaga ako! That 12 seconds inbound play by ust interrupted by intal, puso ko huminto, nabuhay lang when the ref called a foul on JC, but men 4 sec nlang theyre up by a point pa, hahahaha, evangelsita with a jumper, yeah 2 pts for UST! 1 sec nlang tol, katiting na segundo! Nanalo pa ang eagles....oh well, give it to them, credit Black for executing such a nice play and Macky for making it happen for them, xmpre not to mention ung speed ni Kramer to put the ball in........haaaaay, hndi ko 2loy nhabol c L.A, i cudnt do it anymore, not after such a heartbreaking loss...,,&lt;br /&gt;tpos c BANO, dont give a damn if he's averaging double digits!!! BANO ka ng buhay ko!! substitute for L.A , hehehe...,,&lt;br /&gt;grabe na ang Ginebra ngaun, wow, such a power house, kinakabahan nga aq e,,..&lt;br /&gt;Look at Talk n text, wla nmang nangyari nung pumunta dun c Ritualo a, talo pa nga cla ng ginebra khit injured cla santos, menk,aduccul, dimaunahan, seigle.. Nkakakaba.,, bka they wudnt be able to play as a team, imagine reavis is now there, Johnny A. is there, Billy Mamaril, tska ung comeback ni Rudy Hatfield...nkkpanghinayang rin sa mga bataan ni Coach Siot, cla macapagal, salabgsang, ramos, na halos bumuhat s kanila noong hindi kalaliman ang bangko nla,.Not to mentio Holper, which by the way, should've been given more credits, bantay ng import c mike holper, (though im not bitter about the fact that Larry won the Rookie of the year award, u deserve it..)..Nkakasayang tlaga lalo n ngayyon na c Coach Jong na head coach nila, what does he know about these kids, ung potential n dpat lang ay hinahasa tlaga!! And Aris is now gone, bsa Air 21 na xa,,,haaay, nkakamiss ang mga pasulpot nyang grabe high-voltaged game..it was so nice to see Jay Jay on the court on the PBA opening game, nkakatuwa na nagsama nnman cla ni Mark, althoguh wlang fast and furious kind of Fatbreak kc assis cla ng assist kay Hatfield, nut nonetheless, nanalo pa rin cla. 1-0 na card naten, hope to see you play live soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-116002105745878615?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/116002105745878615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=116002105745878615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116002105745878615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/116002105745878615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/10/buhay-bola.html' title='BUHAY BOLA!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115742806654733810</id><published>2006-09-04T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T20:47:46.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..im back!..</title><content type='html'>Tagal ding hndi ako nkapagblog ha,,.. d q na nga matandaan ung last entry ko d2 e,,.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ngkasakit kc aq, lecheng lamok kinagat ako, na dengue 2loy, and if thats not bad enuf sinundan pa ng typhoid fever!!,, maxado na bang qng masama para mgkasakit ako ng sunod?? as in sunod hnd man lng ako pinagpahinga ng dengue meron agad!!,,&lt;br /&gt;Hndi nman aq ganun kasama a, kasalanan q lng cguro ay ung pagsuksok ng winalis ko dun sa may corner ng kwarto ng boardmate ko, pandekwat ng tubig sa ref pg wla akong nailagay sa ref kya wlang malamig, isang baso lng nman a, pinpalitan ko din nmn...a tska ung nkakaligtaan ko ng sunday responsibilities ko!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its gud 2 be back..oh hell no, hndi pla good, mahaba habang inuman to pare, 2 weeks and 3 days akong d pumasok, how the hell am i gonna catch up wid all the lessons, tska lhat ng requirements na na miss ko, san kukunin ng prof ang grade ko??!! hnd pa man din ganun kataas ang prelims ko, may mga bagsak pa nga e, which not to mention slightly hurts. Hindi ko inexpect na babagsak ako, to put it in a more simpler note. Pero yan ang college, its pretty hard,. Panu nlang kya ng mga med students, archi s2dents, eng s2dents, ung mga bigating course?? E hello Journalism lng ang course ko, im not underestimating my course, i mean its hell great, pero no denying na mejo magaan ang course na to, prang highschool lang na sobrang bagsik ang mga prof at mejo advance ang lessons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya nga minsan npagiisip ko, pag med s2dent ka, pagka pass mo ng board exams, ayos! Doctor ka na,! Same goes with Engineering, Architecture, Nursing, Med Tech and the likes. E ako pag grumaduate? Ni wala man lang title bago ang pangalan ko! Magtyatyaga pa kong magsimula sa mga trabahong tulad ng coffee girl, tga xerox ng papers, ung mga tiga kind of jobs, wag nman sanang call center dba?? Parng pagka graduate ko, e another years of hardwork para mgkaron ng magandang trabaho na isang pagiging journalist talaga ang gagampanan ko. Work after college. Siguro dahil magaan lang ang pinagdaanan ko sa college at ang mga med s2dnts e hell ang college nla kya pagkagraduate instant heaven, ganun ba??&lt;br /&gt;Wala nman akong reklamo e, I cudv'e taken Medicine or Law or Nursing if I wanted to pero ang puso tlaga e nsa pagsusulat, nsa Journalism ang buong pagkatao ko e, sinabak ko na 2, kya lht ng kaepalan na pwdeng itapon sakin ng mundo dahil journ ang course ko, cge tatangapin ko, lintik lng ng wlang ganti pag ako yumaman, tataasan ko ng kilay ang mga ibon at halaman, tipong ngsasabing, siguro kayo ang nagutos na pahirapan ako no?? Anu kau ngaun mayaman na ko!!! Bwahahaha! Sana lang magkatotoo.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115742806654733810?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115742806654733810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115742806654733810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115742806654733810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115742806654733810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-back.html' title='..im back!..'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115521501197751852</id><published>2006-08-10T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T06:03:31.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waahh Highschool!!</title><content type='html'>Miss it that bad. I miss them that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home early due to the prelims schedule, I slept right away, I didn't even change into house clothes, I could not care less. Then I heard my phone beeped. It was from Che and Ann, two of my Highschool friends, they wanted to meet at Uste, and I was that sleepy, but for all I care, nagbihis agad ako to see them right away, pati c michelle na gs2 na ring ma2log ay hinila ko para lang makita cla!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't see Ann anywhere, tpos uupo na sana kme when we saw her, haba na ng buhok nya! Cinacareer ang pagiging HRM student, then Che arrived a little later, gmanda xa nagpa rebond ata e, Che is a music Major at uste, tpos we saw DJ, nka uniform pa xa, then after that, Carlo arrived. C soulmate ko gumagwapo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after we knew it, there we go again, talking and just enjoying the moment. I miss the cmais, samal, mabugi, silo, awa, kwela,,, we are the only ones who know what in the world is the meaning of that words, npaka komportable ng mundo pag cla ung kasama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When with them, u cud just get stupid and never minding the world. U cud be whoever you are without worries of anything being used against you. Gamay namin ang isat isa. Sanay na kami.&lt;br /&gt;We just know each other that well, we get along with each other perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to SM San Lazaro, ginanahan c soulmate tska c John (i dnt knw how to spell ur name pare pero its pronounced as jon), kc George arrived with his two friends, who not to mention are super mabugi!! It means they're pretty hot girls. Kitang kita ang pasimpleng diskarte nung dalwa, I can't help but smile, tpos when I catch their eyes, they know what I'm thinking tpos ngingiti din cla. I think they can't handle the pasimple move anymore nag cr cla, I looked at my fone and there was a message form soulmate :"Magtino ka neh??". I wanted to laugh, I wanted to tell the two girls what Carlo just texted me, but part of me felt na nahihiya na cla bka lalo clang mag blush!! Heheheh!! I spent the whole time smiling and staring at them, pinagaaralan lahat ng mga pasimpleng moves nila, they're aware of it, kala nila ha???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell man, patay na patay ako sa highschool!! Panu kaya kung barkada ko na ang nakita ko???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont necessarily mean that College is not great, its fine but not good enough.&lt;br /&gt;Its that great but you couldn't compare it to Highschool.&lt;br /&gt;Why does everything have to change??&lt;br /&gt;I wish it could just stay that way, I'd exchange it for anything......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115521501197751852?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115521501197751852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115521501197751852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115521501197751852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115521501197751852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/08/waahh-highschool.html' title='Waahh Highschool!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115518331469809305</id><published>2006-08-09T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T21:15:14.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_arvin wag kang magealam!_</title><content type='html'>gerard wlang pakialamanan!! E sa masama nga ang timpla ng mundo!! Gumawa ka rin ng blog mo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ktatapos lng ng exam, though mern pang dlawa bukas, pero as if nman Im gonna take PGC and PHILO seriously,,,kya 2 nagnet nlang after we ate at Lisa's,, kdarating lng ng mga kupal nan dota boys, nangulo na nga ng tahimik na internet cafe, nangulo pa sa npaka ganda at npaka meaningful kong blog!! E kung sa bad trip nga ung proctor, palibhasa kc bespren mo ung prof sa english e!! Stupid!!! I like saying that word, stupid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the kaepalan of the mundo??? Ung isa nangbabato ng teddy bear, ung isa e kumakanta ng isang sabog na rendetion ng Iris, ung tipong baklang lasing sa ktv bar, ung kababasted lng ng papa!!! Whoo! Gerard uwi ka na!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uwi na!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115518331469809305?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115518331469809305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115518331469809305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115518331469809305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115518331469809305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/08/arvin-wag-kang-magealam.html' title='_arvin wag kang magealam!_'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115509890333246301</id><published>2006-08-08T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:53:16.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.^^.ha ha ha.^^.</title><content type='html'>see that?? Literal yan, masaya ang buhay hehe!&lt;br /&gt;The prelims is going alright, aside from that -not-being-allowed-to-take-the-test incident, it's fine, Im not in the point of stressing myself to death reviewing but still coming out the exam rum just fine, free from the I-failed-it craps,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I told y'all bout the backing out thing already. It truned out to be a very very good decision. That love story was more complicated than I thought, glad I'm not a part of it anymore. Whenever I see him and all thos invloved in this loveness, I cud just imagine what I could've went through if I didn't backed out at it. GlAd I did it now, by then, maybe it would be too late to hold it all back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One factor to my hahahapiness is Vance's dinner treat. It was just great to celebrate birthdays like vance's, I cud just make my self think that it's all highschool once again, people's faces are familiar, people's attitudes analyzed and just the people being used to. Na touch nman daw kc ako when he invited us for dinner, kasali kami sa treat, hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And other things making me happy is just simple.&lt;br /&gt;Because I make myself happy.&lt;br /&gt;ha?? ano daw??&lt;br /&gt;hndi ko maexplain e,,&lt;br /&gt;ganyan talaga.,,&lt;br /&gt;masaya...&lt;br /&gt;(source: bamboo's masaya)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115509890333246301?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115509890333246301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115509890333246301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115509890333246301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115509890333246301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/08/ha-ha-ha.html' title='.^^.ha ha ha.^^.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115509771852669257</id><published>2006-08-08T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T21:28:38.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.human rights people!.</title><content type='html'>Chesca: Ang school para lang mundo ng negosyo, we guys are the client, and being one, we have our consumer rights...&lt;br /&gt;Gerard: Chesca, nag attend ka ba ng law school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Angas no??!, sa wakas! wla na rin ung burden ko kaninang umaga!! nakahinga ako ng maayos!&lt;br /&gt;Panu b nman kc, we werent given the exam just because some of us haven't paid yet, some of us even had just missing signatures on their permit, I just forgot my permit!! Tpos hndi kmi pinag test, we were told to go the Main and avail this damn permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as if sinasadya, the guard there was moving slow motion! Can't they see the tense in our faces, na sobrang nagmamadali na kami?? Its bad enough that we have to go there in the first place, it was made worse because ang kupad nilang kumilos!! I was like "Manong, 10 mins n lang ang natitira sa exams ko, tpos gaganyan ganyan ka, nangaasar ka ba???!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad because I waited for Cheenee tpos it turned out na sobrang matatagalan pa ung sa kanya, I just had to tell her I'm sorry but I really have to go, she was fine by it nman, I grabbed Pam by the hand and ran madly from main building to AB building, tumatakbo na ko tpos nkita ko sila lai sbi nila "Lian, wag ka ng umakyat, galing na kami dun, wla rin daw use kc konti nlang ang time",, what the hell?? She was the one who instructed us to go to the main buliding and there she is saying na we're too late to take the test???!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello?? Nagaaral kami ng matino tpos ur taking away the rights of student to take the exam just because of unsettled financial matters???!Alam ko na kelanganag maging strikto, pero sna naman they were reasonable enuf to decide lhat ng moves na gagawin nila!,,&lt;br /&gt;They shud've let us take the test and parang give us that day to settle our accounts to validate our exam, hndi ung time ng exam patatakbuhin kami, magmamadali nman daw kme, pagdating nmen, hndi nyo rin kme papayagan???!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the mission vision! Its shit! Kc hndi nyo nasusunod ang mga practical at realistic mission of an institution!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like so pissed off na parang nawala na lhat ng nareview ko for the next exam. I sat on the stairs and whined at Dhea tpos ung Manong through Megaphone sumigaw "wag kaung umupo dyan!"", I was ready to stand up and shout "wag kang makealam, hndi mo alam nraramdaman ko!!", ganun ako ka bad trip! Im not that grade conscious nman pero I take failures nman lightly kung accepted ko na tlagng mahina ako dun. But cases like this, I wasn't even given the chance to pass it! Matic na failed kaagad! zero kaagad! Un ung masakit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fortunately, we talked to our Prof and thanks to her, she let us take the exam after all her business is done daw!!&lt;br /&gt;Kya nakapag exam ako!! hehe, ang dali pa nung test, hell! Tpos ,muntikan na kong ma zero dun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u lessen the respect I had for you!!&lt;br /&gt;Its an unfair system!&lt;br /&gt;Unreasonable reasons!&lt;br /&gt;Invalid decisions!&lt;br /&gt;Its just wrong!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115509771852669257?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115509771852669257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115509771852669257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115509771852669257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115509771852669257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/08/human-rights-people.html' title='.human rights people!.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115492830623893537</id><published>2006-08-06T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:32:09.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Lift your head...!</title><content type='html'>I miss highskul!! gs2 kong bumalik! I want God to rewind my life and make those years last forever! I miss my friends, my barkada, my classmates!!! Gs2 kong bumalik ang nakaraan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole class is that close. Close enuf na pag may feud between 2 persons, lahat apektado. Exagerate all the moments and trials u went through in hghskul, ganun ang pinagdaanan nmen.&lt;br /&gt;We went past all the criticisms and non-believers. We went past the worst luck in the world. We went past the triumph of 'napagtutulungan'. We went past the trials of falling out of friendships. Lovers breaking up. The sulutan, traydoran, lhat yan pinagdaanan nmen! Our world in Highskul was that secluded. Ung tipong parang kame lang nabubuhay sa mundo, kme kme ang magkakaibigan, magkakapamilya, kme kme din ang nagkaka inlovan. All that, I want to go back to, in exchange of anything, I just want to be in that place again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so differnt na in college e. Cguro maxado nming naprotektahan ang isat isa dati that we are so vulnerable to the real dangers. Maxado nming na spoiled ang isat is that we cant adjust to the real things. Maxado kaming nasanay sa isat isa that we cant cope with the real people. Parang e2ng college e isang public market, come and go lang, magulo, wlang kang mahanap na bagay na sobrang ganda para mahalin. I was suddenly put in that world when I'm so used to being in a safe and secured place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haay Buhay. Miss ko na si Sir Dek, kc nman nung 4th year mejo ngakaroon ng gap. Miss ko na c Mam La, inaalagaan kya xa ng mga bagong anak nya? Miss ko na ang Intro!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko na c ann, 'i dont wanna bore you with it, oh but i love u, i love u, i love u!', ung mga kalandian nya!!&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko na c palits, ung mga usapan nmin sa basketball and life in general!&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko na c darryl, c cupcake, at ang kanyang rendetion ng 'the day you said gudna..hayyt!'.&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko na c sew, mabugi! Ung mga patakla comments nya!&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko na c tiek, bida bida ka maxado kya laki ng sinakop mong atensyon!&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko na c bugs, my forever seatmate, ung mga kabalbalan mong pinagtiisan ko ng isang taon!!&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko na c froque, at mga kagaguhan mong pati teacher ay mapapabilib sa husay ng pagkaka execute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ko na ang barkada ko! Kung pwede ko lang kaung kunin ngaun para mgkakasama tau!!&lt;br /&gt;As of this moment, alam ko nagcecelbrate kau ng birthday ni jeany, ako lang ang wala, Im sorry I cudnt be there.!!&lt;br /&gt;Parang kau lang ang means of survival ko... nO one else cud ever ever take ur place!&lt;br /&gt;May mga darating pero they can never be more than what you guys mean to me! They can only go half your level!&lt;br /&gt;Heheh,,, Bayanihan, gs2ng gs2 na kitang balikan!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115492830623893537?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115492830623893537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115492830623893537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115492830623893537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115492830623893537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/08/lift-your-head.html' title='.Lift your head...!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115492598804316983</id><published>2006-08-06T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T22:08:04.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ctrl Z.</title><content type='html'>This past few days saw me way beyond sentimentality. It had me thinking so much about the nonesense issue called 'love'. This blog ryt here saw that moments of stupidity and when I logged in and read my past entires, hell man! all crap! npaka baduy ko nman para mag drama ng ganyan! What were I thinking??!! bumaba ung tngin ko sa pride na mula pagkabata ay binuo ko tpos bglang mag gigive in ng ganyan! Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sb nga nila, 'mas madaling malunasan ang cancer pag nsa first stages pa lang'. Nice one.&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I just like you, I don't love you, who are you to take all my thoughts at paglaruan ang emosyon ko??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wla ka mang nagawang matino sa buhay ko, and looking back, ur not qualified enuf to make me love you. Asah! Sb nga ng mga classm8s q nung hyskul, awa! Asa ka pa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home to Tarlac even if its prelims na the next wik, i just thought that being back home wud refresh my mynd. And it certainly did! Na enlighten ang mundo ko! I realized na I'm gonna be spending 4 years in College, tpos freshman year ko pa lang, hahayaan kong magulo ng isang taong wla nmang karapatan??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies man. I've been an everage student or sometimes even going below average sa hghskul, and if only i put efforts into it, kya ko nmang mag excel, hell bnbgay ng college sken ang opportunity na un! I mght as well take advantage of it! Free life! Nka nka boarding haus ako, im free to go out anytime I want, and there's so much out there in the world para makita ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How stupid was i to even let my first 2 months be spent that way. Ang ika 3rd month, hell, bhala ka sa buhay mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, its like I want to erase that period of time na prinoblema kita, ur not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sb nga ni tsong kong choi: 'Everybody is gonna cause you pain, u just have 2 decyd who's worthy of it'.&lt;br /&gt;Ur not worth it man, hndi sa ma pride ako maxado to not admit that u once became a part of me, katiting lng nman na parte ang sinakop mo noon e, but really, ur not even worth the time I spent thinking bout you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfair ba? Kc hnd m nman kasalanan, u dnt even know hu u are, u dont even know that I like you, well I guess God intended this to happen. To just let it stay this way, ung hnd mo na malaman kc 2 months lang maglalaho ka din!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang saya ng buhay! I entered skul today prepared for the exam n wlang dinadalang mabigat ang emosyon ko, I can luk at u the way i luk at other guys, kasali k na sa normal na parte ng mundo ko, I can even think about u at night just like the way I think about that vendor in Dapitan! Ganun ka kaordinaryo.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I cud erase that moment, but it happened already. And im glad I wEnt past it before it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;Grabe ang galing ko tlaga. Life was meant for me to master.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115492598804316983?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115492598804316983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115492598804316983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115492598804316983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115492598804316983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/08/ctrl-z.html' title='ctrl Z.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115443452187884223</id><published>2006-08-01T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:15:21.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wake up, groom myself the best way I can.&lt;br /&gt;Perfume myself, and practice my best smile in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;Put on my best clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Act as if I'm not prepared, I say Hi to you.&lt;br /&gt;You don't notice.&lt;br /&gt;I send a casual message, I ask how you are, you tell me you're fine.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm fine", two words I try hard to make a big deal of.&lt;br /&gt;You don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I sleep, I pray to God.&lt;br /&gt;I pray that the one I love may be happy and contented.&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know that.&lt;br /&gt;I cry, in pain.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hurting over someone I wish I could give the world to.&lt;br /&gt;Hurting over you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you too much to think about losing you.&lt;br /&gt;I pour tears for you.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be enough, tell me I'll do it.&lt;br /&gt;Another day.&lt;br /&gt;I have patience more than you could ever understand.&lt;br /&gt;Patiently hoping for you to at least notice.&lt;br /&gt;Patiently in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;Patiently waiting for you to feel the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, you. You're too oblibvious to the fact that I'm falling in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;You're too preoccupied about having me as my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You don't have any way to realize it.&lt;br /&gt;You're too blinded.&lt;br /&gt;I lied too much to you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115443452187884223?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115443452187884223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115443452187884223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115443452187884223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115443452187884223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wake-up-groom-myself-best-way-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115443391029365674</id><published>2006-08-01T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T05:05:10.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna make each second last forever with you.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna ignore the whole planet when you're by my side.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna turn my dreams of you into a reality.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give you everything you deserve in life.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna change the how the world goes round so you'd see me special.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sweep you off your feet.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the person who makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;But God, above all this, I wanna make you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nga ni nachi, yan ang bitter truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115443391029365674?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115443391029365674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115443391029365674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115443391029365674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115443391029365674'/><link rel='alternate' 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star, I'd make every stars fade away so it would be just you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But If I were you, I'd let the one who love me just be.&lt;br /&gt;I'd let her go on loving me because its I'd gotten it for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfair thing is, I can't be a God, the sun or a star.&lt;br /&gt;I can't make things work the way I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfair thing is, I'm not you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how your mind works and worst, I don't know how your heart works too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfair thing is, I only want to be me.&lt;br /&gt;And yet I wish I could find somebody else to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfair thing is, I can't be her.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be the one you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfair thing is, this world.&lt;br /&gt;You are my world.&lt;br /&gt;And I can make you mine.&lt;br /&gt;Unfair thing is, it could only happen when the Oceans and the Stars collide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115433844040890462?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115433844040890462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115433844040890462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115433844040890462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115433844040890462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/unfair.html' title='.Unfair.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115433733977834028</id><published>2006-07-31T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T02:20:46.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_rollercoaster_</title><content type='html'>This day was a real rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;O teka wag kang gagad, ikwekwento ko din. Wag kang Hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started off well, hndi nman ako nabadtrip about the fact that I wasn't able to have lunch because I had to rush my homework in History.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was going to be great when I had my journ class, nakinig lang ako, felt smart once in a while, felt like an idiot sometime, but still, it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;Then History, mejo masaya d2 because, as usual, hndi nnman kmi nakikinig ni cheenee ng lessons, hehe, kumkanta at ngkwkwn2han lng kme. When I got up to go to my Histo seat, Reydon asked me "Ok ka lang?", I was like, "ako? Oo nman no". Good question man, it got me thinking ok. nga lang ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;Sa Philo, mejo inis ako sa sarili ko, I think I was the one who annoyed Ms. Altez, I didn't realize kc na dumating na xa and worse, I didn't realize na prayer n pla, I was slouched in my seat ng biglang sumayaw si miguel. Nagulat ako, i was like "Miguel sumayaw ka!", tpos ang sama ng tngin sakin ng prof ang lakas kc ng boses ko! Masaya sana ulet kc Apol's head touched Kevin's butt, tpos ang pgkkdescrbe pa nya "bumaon ang ulo ko", we really thought it was hilarious, but then Kevin was parang nainis, "ang bastos nyo".&lt;br /&gt;Get a grip man, e nkakatawa nga ung nangyari e dba?&lt;br /&gt;Lecheng English pa yan, nagpaquiz. Ung fill in the blanks, ung nagdadagdag ng suffix para mag iba ung form nung word. Ung institute, nlagay ko sa verb, Instituify!&lt;br /&gt;O cge tawa ka dyan, anu ba ang verb ng Institute??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tpos kain sa Almer's na mejo ngkaron ng malisya coz I commented "Ang cute ni Makoto pag Wet look", tpos josco topic buong time na kumain kme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teka, wla nmang big deal dun dba? E bkt cnabi kong rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;Ewan, may emptiness e, kait sobrang saya, may kulang, may sobra, basta hndi swak ang timpla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong. I really don't. Gani2 nman ako e, never knowing why I'm suddenly happy or sad. Bsta alam ko, buhay ako and I never intended something bad. I never intended to hurt other people or to hurt myself. Nangyayari nlang ng hndi ko nmamalayan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cguro that's why, but I don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;Life is a rollercoaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;Not because of the fact that it took me high and low.&lt;br /&gt;Notice when you're riding a rollercoaster, pag akyat, manhid ka, pagbaba, parang u don't feel ryt, u dnt knw whether nahihilo ka or nasusuka or naiinis or masakit ang tyan, basta alam mo u don't feel right.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I meant by rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag ka ng makealam kung mali ang pagkaka interpret ko, gumawa ka ng sarili mong interpretation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115433733977834028?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115433733977834028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115433733977834028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115433733977834028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115433733977834028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/rollercoaster.html' title='_rollercoaster_'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115425164392703318</id><published>2006-07-30T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T02:29:21.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-Fuckin' Change!-</title><content type='html'>You know how they say that the only permanent in this world is change? Fuck man.&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ba kelangang magbago, why cant it stay the way it is. Change just hurt people, it requires adjustments na nakaksakit sa feelings ng isang tao. Parang sinusuportahan nya ang katagang"Promises are meant to be broken", parang why should we hold on to something kung alam din nating mawawala un dba??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganun ba ang essence ng life? You hold on only to let it go after. Come and go lang ba ang process ng buhay? Parang ang hirap kcing intindihin na bakit pa tayo magmamahal kung isang araw mawawala din satin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, na lahat ay may purpose. Pero never ending ba to? When we lose, its for better things to come, na ung bagay na un ay sooner or later mawawala din? Kelangan natin ng permanenteng bagay sa mundo. Well I guess love is the only permanent thing in this world, kasi pag nawala ang mahal natin, magmamahal tau ulit. I think that's the way it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakasawa diba? Ung lagi ka na lang mawawalan, maghihintay, may darating, aalis ulet. But then maybe that's life. It's Bullshit but it's reality. Tanggapin na lang natin. Because its a stupidity to spend your life sulking over something you cannot change. Hindi mo mababago ang realidad, its better to go along with the flow of life but make sure na with it is you trying to make decision for which you can stand and create a flow of your own. Sbi nga sa basketball, we can't just go on playing their game, we have to make them play our game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115425164392703318?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115425164392703318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115425164392703318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115425164392703318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115425164392703318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/fuckin-change.html' title='-Fuckin&apos; Change!-'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115407670728650092</id><published>2006-07-28T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T01:58:26.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Torn between a dream and a habit"</title><content type='html'>I dont credit da 'niceness' (if there is such a word!), of the title to me. We wanted to go the gudnce counselor office but then hndi n kmi nkapasok kc isng nursing s2dnt lng ang nandun, and then I noticed their white board, may quote, tpos dun ko nkuha ung quote n yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know with you, but this was mentioned in the film 'close to you'. Bea alonzo kc was having a hard time deciding who she really love, is it Sam Milby, her childhood crush who had gotten famous suddenly, or is it john lloyd cruz, her best friend who has been there all throughout her life. She's torn between a dream and a habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She should go for the habit. Damn. Here I go again. Have you ever fallen in love with a friend? I mean, you're constantly hanging out wid each oder, you practically became each other's halves, though fell short on being each other's significant partner. You fall in love with them, and here you go thinking na u hav the right to be inlove kc u have all the 'pag-asa' in the world dba??!&lt;br /&gt;Tpos, ull be woken up wid d reality dat ol u cud ever be is a friend. A best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why???There's this shit about ruining the friendship bcoz of the desire of sumthing more. There's another crap that goes, she's too involved with your system that the possibilities of romantic love has fade away. Shit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys do that you know. They set a fine line between friends and prospects. Parang, why can't they notice the fact that a special girl is right at their face, why do they have to look that far e ang lapit na ng dapat mahalin nila??!! Some say that you can't force to love someone you just don't have feelings for. You know what?? Its not that e. You know what's happening? They are forcing themselves to NOT fall in love with a friend. Its torture. Torture to him and great torture to the one in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the big deal ba about friends becoming lovers?? Malaki ang paniniwala ko na the best foundation of love is friendship. Friends understands each other. There's no need to make mention of the appreciation and importance u feel towards each other, u just know that its there. When the kilig is gone, there's still the friendship left, and that my friend, is the best reason why you loved each other in the first place. Kc tignan nyo, sa ligawan stage, puro, 'kumain k n b?', 'tulog kng maaga ha', 'wag kang magpapagod', and u just dont repeat that over and over, panu pag yang mga yan mawala na, what is the essence of your relationship dba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Ok. Yeah Yeah. Panu kung nagbreak kau? Sayang ung friendship dba? Many refuse to be friends with their ex. That's just wrong. Past is past. And if he hurts you, it could be settled with a closure. He say sorry, you forgive and off you go on a separate way finding the one who could love you better, without you  holding burdens dba? Kc pag may iniwan kang sakit sa ex mo and wlang closure, there is a big possibility na ull look for someone better only just to show your ex na u cud rili move on. Prang ung bago e nagiging medium of revenge lang. Hndi na nirespeto ung tao. I mean, u just have to say ur sorry's and forgiveness and start a new and hopefully better lives. You just put the past behind you and start living for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a sucker for the best friends ending up being together. For me, its just the perfect love story. You started out as buddies, you began appreciating each other, then giving each other importance into your lives, i think those are the best way to start love. I dont think that you could just fall in love, u analyze the person first before you feel love towards them muna. Cut the love at first sight crap. Its just crap man. It just is. And when you do fall in love, and problems come your way, it would be easy to solve them coz you know where to start. And when the relationship ends, the friendship you began with is till there. Nothing could ever take that away. Its not only an idea of something nice, its not just a memory of happy moments, its a reality of something great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115407670728650092?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115407670728650092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115407670728650092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115407670728650092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115407670728650092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/torn-between-dream-and-habit.html' title='&quot;Torn between a dream and a habit&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115381310127060564</id><published>2006-07-25T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T00:45:26.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>--still raining...</title><content type='html'>I wish it would stop.&lt;br /&gt;I know, then there would be classes again if it does. I dont care, it makes me feel gloomy. You know, its cold, dark outside, you cant go out, so u are left with no choice but to stay indoors munching left overs and listening to the radio like a loser.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I reall wanna go to school, for one, we have to perform in Theology, if there'd still be no classes tommorow, how the hell are we gonna be ready by thursday? We can't meet up now. We just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plus, i wanna see my friends. I wanna talk to them , just do the things school girls normally do. I still can text them I know, but then its different. Dont asky why. It just is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Homeboy kanina. There's this particular question that Bea Alonzo asked Dr. Love.&lt;br /&gt;"Who would u rather be, the one who loves more, or the one being loved more"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the Dr. Love in our Highschool paper so I should know, pero at those times na im answering questions like this, make no mistake about it, I admire my self from sounding so smart and wise. But then when I read them, was I the one who gave that advice??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Bea Alonzo question. I mean don't lie, gs2 nating minamahal dba? Kc were sure about our feelings and we know we love them kya cguro Ill feel more assured if I know they're loving me more than I could ever love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sbi nga nila, 'mas maganda daw kung ang lalake ang mas nagmamahal', true.&lt;br /&gt;That way, u know that the guy is that loyal and in love with you. Kc its a given fact that Guys tend to fall out of love faster than girls. Tgnan nyo, Guys are the ones who court meaning sila ang unang nagamahal but they're the first ones to give up on love. Nauna silang kakapit mauuna dn silang bibitaw. We girls kasi, if we fall in love, we fall deeply, kht pa sampung taon kming sinuyo nung guy, when we feel something towrds them, those feelings are real, ung mahirap mag fade. Kaya it wud be nice if the guy is the one giving and loving you more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what is the one thing that would be the major turn on to me?&lt;br /&gt;Its when the guy swallows his pride for the girl. Notice when the guy is dumped by a girl, ssbhn nila, hndi nman tlaga nila gusto ung girl ok lang na mabasted cla, tpos when the relationship is over, they claim to have never loved the girl in the first place. Alam mo un? They always put their ego first. Its a major turn on when a guy admits he loves you that much, when he cries and doesn't care what others say, when he pleads you just to make you love him, when he tells the whole wide world that he loves you, when he allows himself to look unmanly and don't give a damn as long as he have you, when he admits the fact that he's hurt coz its over, when he give in to his feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a boy cries over a girl, its as if my heart is being broken khit hnd nman ako involved sa love story. Un bang parang nararamdaman ko ung nararamdaman nila. Masakit para sa lalake ang umiyak, when one of my guy friends cry or tell me that he's hurt, I usually cry with them and feel the pain they are feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oa? hndi no, im just being sensitive to those people who chose to be honest yet lost.&lt;br /&gt;Its a pity, those who desrved good love never had it, and those who don't can just get it anytime they want without caring about other people's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its unfair. Really unfair. But then that's the way it goes. Darating din yan. It will come. Just wait. Patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115381310127060564?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115381310127060564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115381310127060564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115381310127060564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115381310127060564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/still-raining.html' title='--still raining...'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115373274884792673</id><published>2006-07-24T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T02:23:07.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-home alone-</title><content type='html'>Dont have classes today. According to the news, they have to suspend all levels due to heavy rains. I mean, all students like experienced madness, and I'm sulking here questioning the decision oF DepEd.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fault that I wanna go to School??... It just more fun in there, yeah, yeah, never mind the lessons and the killer reciatations, pero masaya talaga pag nasa skul e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its being outside that makes me ME. Its the people I'm with that makes everyday a DAY. It's my friends that makes my life a LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive always been attached to myself. I think its because I grew up with my aunts, tapos ngaun pa, my sister and my mom are oceans, if not continents, away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya sa friends talaga ako kumukuha ng drive sa buhay. Im not saying that they go first before family. Ofcourse not, I love my family, Im not just the type of person that would show it occasionally. Im not a very showy person or verbal at that, but one of my friends once said na kahit daw Im not sweet and dont tell them what they mean to me ramdam daw nila na mahal ko sila. So there, I never worry if alam nga nila na they mean the world to me kc assured ako ! Kung ang friends ko nga ramdam nila, family ko pa kaya, na im connected to them through blood, xmpre ramdam na rin nila un~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang the only time that I'd show my appreciation or love for them in an obvious way is when tym really calls for it. Ung tipong may mabigat talaga silang problema, and it really requires some lovin' feeling from me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kc nman dba, the fact that I spend tym with them already tell them they're important diba?&lt;br /&gt;I greet them in their Birthdays, go to their house when I have fee time, xmpre gagawin ko ba yan sa mga taong hindi naman espesyal diba??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya un, feeling ko its enough alredi, I dnt have to be musshhy when it comes to showing care and concern, just a mere 'ingat ka' is enuf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its raining na heavily outside, I better log out bago pa lumakas pa to lalo at ma stranded ako d2 sa internet cafe@!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, till here bloggers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115373274884792673?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115373274884792673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115373274884792673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115373274884792673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115373274884792673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/home-alone.html' title='-home alone-'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115354404607166282</id><published>2006-07-21T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T22:00:42.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shheett!</title><content type='html'>Shhettt sobrang init!! Abot singit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice joyce!! We had our welcome walk khpon, but then the walk keeps on stopping, daming stop over, what we do? E dba nga shhett sobrang init! Abot Singit!,,,Joyce taught me that song, while Jhet was looking like someone who's been trapped in a balloon store, and joyce was pole dancing by one of the post just beside the main, ang presidente at ang bise presidente nmin ay nawala na sa utak!.,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Why not create a stampede? So I shouted "C bamboo nasa dapitan", pero nasira ang diskarte ko may sumingit kasi ng,"di nga lian",, c victor wood umentra nanaman sa mga hirit ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then never mind the stop overs and the kainitan, dat didnt keep us from taking pictures, special thanks to chiara, gelique and celest na pati c mam ledesma ay hndi pinalampas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, we kept on nagging dahrel, pero tlagang hndi kmi pinapansin so we then shifted our attention to Kevin who was wearing a hat which gerard called a ...,,,hndi ko n matandaan kung ano ung tawag dun,,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were getting excited as we get closer to the arch of the century kc malapit lapit na dn ang oras para umentra kmi sa main area,,.. jrn1 was in front of us and they were cheering, but then jrn3 who was behind us kept on saying boo! as if to interrupt ung aura ng jrn1,, we were at the middle of them, so anung gagawin nmin, just to shut them up, lai came up wid a cheer that goes "wla kaung magagawa wla kming cheer", anu kau ngaun, nagsitahimik cla!!, and as if that wasnt enough, i thnk it was if not joyce, celest who initiated the song, 'balutin mo ako sa hiwaga ng iyong pagmamahal!" masaya na sana e, but then we were told na we shud turn right daw to the lover's lane just behind the venue tpos the acccountancy students was seated into the area which ab was suppose to seat, tpos kme nsa damuhan lang at kmi pa ang dumiskarte ng monoblocks nmin!,,, kung nkakainis na un, how bout the fact that every course that entered the main is given an angrandeng intro tpos kme, ni hnd man lang pinansin! Good thing Kuya Arden was there, binuhat nya ung pole na may artlets para lang marecognize kme,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, welcome walk lng un, kme pa rin ang sikat, I didnt get to stay though kc uuwi pa q, ang layo ng main sa gym kya ngpahatid ako sa aking dabarkads, special ako e!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya ngaun, nsa tarlac ako, 2 days na lang, ill get to see them ulet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115354404607166282?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115354404607166282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115354404607166282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115354404607166282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115354404607166282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/shheett.html' title='shheett!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115336796478994432</id><published>2006-07-19T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T21:58:42.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Intensity!</title><content type='html'>I miss my Senior year in Highschool. Not that I miss the lessons, the gioing home late thingies. I just miss my classmates most especially my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nkakamiss ung after classes e nsa food court lang kme, nandun lng nkaupo talking, tpos magaaya clang mag arcade, sa ktv lang,,kantahan na to!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nkakamiss c vida at ang kanyang mga hirit na hndi mo alam kung nangaling sa Pilipinas o sa ibang mundo na, nkakamiss pag uwian at kmi ung nag cocommute, nkakamiss ung kanyang 'punyeta ka' and 'my god nman' nya, ung namumula nyang mata sa katatawa sa isang bagay na hindi naman namin alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nkakamiss c jeany at ang kanyang mga pa cute, ung mga kafeelingan at pan dodose, nkakamiss ung hihiwalay kmi sa mundo at paguusapan lang namin si ako at si ikaw.,, Nkakamiss ung pagsundo ko s knya sa villa perpetua at ang mga kagaguhan nming ginagawa sa mga inosenteng sibilyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nkakamiss c camille at ang kanyang laging pagpapaalala na ang 'lahat ng nangyayari ay nasa plano ng dyos' ang kanyang laging paggabay kung mejo ang utak namin ay lumilihis na sa katinuan. Nakakamiss ung lagi kong pagpapatago ng bente at minsan singkwenta sa wallet nya dahil kadalasan ay nawawala ito sa aking pamamahala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nkakamiss c george at ang pagkanta nyang hindi mo alam kung sinasadya ba o tlagang natural na! Nkakamiss ung mga simpleng bagay na pagaawayan nmain ng 2 oras pero wla ring nananalo, mkakamiss ang mga argumento naming minsan kami lang ang nakakaintindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nkakamiss c bev at ang kanyang mga kabululan na minsan ay nagiging rason ng pagaasaran. Ung mga bagay na xa lang ang nakakaintindi. Nkakamiss un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nkakamiss ang mga klasmeyts ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga jokes na tanging ang Chowking Boys lang ang nakaka appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga bagay tulad ng onlyn games na tanging ang Tsunami Boys lang ang pilit na nagmamahal.&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga hirit at pinagsamahan nming kabalbalan ng introboys.&lt;br /&gt;Nkakamiss ang mga luha ni rou pag nagrerecite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sb nga ng theo buddies ko, bawal mag mura, gerard kc mura ng mura, punyeta wla ngang magmumura!&lt;br /&gt;Pero nak ng pating nkakamiss tlga cla e!&lt;br /&gt;Yan jen, nak ng pating lang ang cnabi ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe,,,, Sometimes its easy to just get the past over with but things like this dont just pass, they stay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115336796478994432?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115336796478994432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115336796478994432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115336796478994432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115336796478994432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/blue-intensity.html' title='Blue Intensity!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115336750011054458</id><published>2006-07-19T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T02:31:08.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.51.</title><content type='html'>The title doesn't have any meaning, Im blogging in the Library right now and I think the number 51 refers to the PC, so, it'd take time for me to think of a title dba, napatingin ako sa number e,,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Just visited Apol's blog. She was telling kc ol about the people she already knows and spent time with.&lt;br /&gt;Kaya mejo naicip ko, its about time that I introduce to you my friends at 1jrn2, Faculty of Arts and Letters, University of Santo Tomas!!! *applause.applause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off there's Natchie, actually its Chienalee, but then she prefers to be called Natchie. Kaya pagbigyan na natin ang bata. She's my kababayan, I met her ,maybe 2 days before classes kc she's my friend's cousin's classmate's friend. Mahaba ba ang pagkakaconnect? Basta un, kya on the 1st day of classes, I looked for her kaya yan! Instant friend! Fact.Fact.Fact, she doesn't like pictures, I mean she doesn't want to be phtotgraphed. Pero sa fone nya ang daming vain shots ng sarili!!! wahaha! A, and she always have a side comment ready to rebut Jhet's statements. Example:&lt;br /&gt;Jhet: Underdogs rule!&lt;br /&gt;Natchie: Shut up man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, ayan c karchelle! Ang masipag kong kaibigan, she's actually working for UST in exchange for her college scholarship. Ang bigat nya no?? Idol! She was the one who introduced me to the paper game na mejo nadidisgrasya ang mga sagot na ibibigay mo,..It goes like this. You ask a question then you fold the paper so the one ur playing with doesn't see it, tpos parang bigyan mo xa ng choices of what to answer. Kaya kahit hndi mo alam ang tanong at nakadisgrasya ka ng mabagsik na sagot, e the best thing to do is to crumple that paper pra wla ng makakita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's Dhea. Andrea pare! My first impression of her was kikay. And I was right kikay tlaga xa with pink and fluff and everything! Pero there's really more to her than being kikay. Masama bang maging kikay kung maganda ka naman diba??!! may bayad yan dhea no! We both like to sing SO SLOW and others. We both like to eat at Almer's. Sizzling Pork Chop for only 4o!!! Ito ang hinihila ko sa Dapitan pag gutom ako tuwing PGC!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Candice. Fan lang kita! Asa pa candice asa pa!! Buti nga pinagbibigyan pa kitang mahawakan ako! Man that's already an achievement! Bwahahahaha! Next time when Kate has a food, hindi na ako mkikipagagawan sau, we both ended up laughing and wanting to throw up what we just munched~!! Malas ka ata e!! Joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Chiara. Pooh lover! Hahaha! Pooh lover?? Have u heard of the Pooh jokes? I have but then Chiara has this way of telling it at kinabagan ata ko after that. One very hilarious pooh joke was actually given by candice but anyway i give the credit to Chiara, xa ang nagpasimula e.&lt;br /&gt;Candice: Ano ang paboritong inumin ni Pooh?&lt;br /&gt;All: Ano?&lt;br /&gt;Candice: PoohNDADOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's Apol. I spelled it as Apol kasi may Apple nang isa sa jrn2. Cute nman ang apol dba? Anyway, 'tis mah man! Damn! She's one hell of a nigga foh layyf! dyahe hndi ko kayang itype ang accent mo apol! Lagi ko xang katxt, whether it'd be about life or love or just simply the meralco and how delicious sundae is!! Lab her man!Anyway, apol is noisy. oops.oops. Active pala! It so happens na according to our History Teacher, being noisy is just unacceptable! Kaya active na lang daw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's sam!- My food trip partner! Kamukha nya c elai, my highschool barkada! We can just go to Dapitan and buy any food from the street na feeling namin a gs2 namin s mga araw na un! Recently, out of the blue, lumabas kmi ng room para maghanap ng sweet corn!! Sarap nman e! We even eat dun sa may platform, ung sa lugar na hndi kita!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Gerard, pinanganak ata to para lang pahiyain ang mga joke ko at tawagin akong corny bawat minuto! Para bang hndi kumpleto ang araw nya kung hndi nya ko nasasabihan ng 'di nga lian!', pero that's just fine man, hnhatid nyo nman ako sa gate e! A and you're the adik to my alcoholic life sa theology!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then goes Bjorn, its pronounced Byorn, German e bigatin ang Mr. Journ nmen! Anyway, he's oftentimes quiet, the exact opposite of gerard. Dimples kung dimples, long eyelashes kung long eyelashes! He has this parang wholesome charm parang sa bata na khit anung pilit mo e ud be magnetized by his cuteness! Grabe na ang pamumuri ha??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----Though Im not limiting my friends to only here, bale they're the ones I spend most of my time with.&lt;br /&gt;If im gonna list all those I consider my friend, e gud luck na lang sa blog ko dba, kmusta nman un???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College life is not that bad after all, lalo na d2 sa 1jrn2, Faculty of Arts and Letters, University of Santo Tomas!&lt;br /&gt;*applause.applause*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115336750011054458?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115336750011054458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115336750011054458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115336750011054458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115336750011054458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/51.html' title='.51.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115330125482273678</id><published>2006-07-19T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T02:33:34.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.EL DIABLO 2.</title><content type='html'>Its not fair on him kc if he thinks im not making enuf sense and tell it to me straight. Though mejo pangit kc ang pgkakasabi, cge na nga let him be.&lt;br /&gt;Kc Hindi ko nman xa sinumpa e!, kc 'el diablo's the type of guy that undersetimate's people's ability, halata nman dba? Pero what made him so interesting to me is the way that he talks and his excellence on speech. Pare lyk he can talk his way through everything, From the moment I discovered that textmates exist, bibabalewala ko ang mga taong hindi mahlig sa basketball, kc xmpre i wont lie lalake nman tlaga ang mga tinetextm8 ko, once the guy said na hndi xa marunong magbasketball, parang ni hndi ko na mamamalayan na nsa phonebuk ko xa, kc I want to be that engaged in the talk, kung he's not gonna relate to what interests me, then that's useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What distunguishes 'El Diablo' from the others is that for the first time, there was this someone who does not have anything to do or even at least wants anything to do with Basketball, and still, I cud keep talking to him ung tipong bwat exchange ng message nmin e umaapaw ung text, and ung tipong he cud view his thoughts not caring if it contradicts mine, and understand what I'm talking about and same to him&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balimbing??Para bang nung isang araw lang e nangagalaiti ako sa galit, pero I admit na during that chicken conversation, e nakangiti ako for a reason I dont know. Nakangiti siguro, kc parang, man, this guy has something to say. And maybe because I've finally met my match. Kc ol my lyf, when I argue a point and they're against it, they'll just give me the evil looks sabay tapon ng mga salitang 'hindi kasi lahat ng gusto mo at pananaw mo ay tama' tapos tsinismis ka na pla na kesho ur too airy kc mapilit ka and epal ka,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what the hell?? Hindi ko naman cnabing mag agree cla sakin dba? Kaya cguro despite my annoyance e i still kept on txting him kc finally, for the love of god, someone contradicted me, someone argued his point at the extent of me really wanting to prove mine. Un bang parang, I had to dig deep just to rebut all he's saying, at may sense na umiikot sa bawat pinaguusapan namin,,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He set a standard, his own standard. I may apply it to my standards one day, and believe me, pag sinundan ko ang standards nya, mahihirapan ang mga tao bago ko sila tanggapin e.&lt;br /&gt;Ganun. Ganun sya katalino, ganun kataas ang limit ng pagiisip nya. He's that smart.&lt;br /&gt;Lupet nga niya e, I conceded into the fact na he made sense. I concealed man, inamin ko sa sarili ko na may point xa, and that's something that's hard for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a person who sticks to my guns, at may tao na nakasira ng pananaw ko na ako ang tama.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats sa kanya, mahirap gawin un pero effortlessly, he's done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, El DIABLO, hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115330125482273678?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115330125482273678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115330125482273678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115330125482273678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115330125482273678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/el-diablo-2.html' title='.EL DIABLO 2.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115323123750374103</id><published>2006-07-18T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T07:00:37.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'EL DIABLO'</title><content type='html'>Let me name him El Diablo,,,&lt;br /&gt;ito ha, tanung ko lang, what wud u feel if u were just kidding about something&lt;br /&gt;truly arguable, and u made urself sound dumb kc nga ur kidding lng dba just to shift the topic from the issue being dbated between the two of u e ung partner mo didnt get the fact that u wer only joking and actually though na npakabobo m nman t throw that statement. And not to mention, minura ka pa sabay sabing "ang hina ng argument mo"!!&lt;br /&gt;Xmpre the pride pare masasaktan dba, kaya pumatol ka kya ngpka smart ka just for that once pra lang i contradict xa,,,&lt;br /&gt;hndi ko nman ugaling mkipagaway at mamaratut 2ngkol sa alam ko kaso minura ako in my own terms!!&lt;br /&gt;That guy men, sbi nga ni PGN,  he found a way to showcase his kagaguhan na tinatago nya bilang katalinuhan..&lt;br /&gt;And I cant argue that, given na, he's really matalino pare, masalita, alam mo un??&lt;br /&gt;Ung tipong, he can talk his way through it at alam nya na ang sinasabi nya ay pananaw nya at hindi mo pwedeng i disprove, i mean he's THAT smart,,,&lt;br /&gt;pero the fact na babae ako at minura nya q ng ganun, he's a critic in the wrong place. Who the hell is he to think that he has the right to criticize evrything that he analyzes, cge mali at pangit tlaga ung gawa pero, pag ka level mo lang u dnt have the right lalo na when u say it in an insulting way!&lt;br /&gt;And as I was telling him about this 'kayabangan', he kept mentioning the UPCAT, porket UP xa sabi xa ng sabi ng hu passed the upact and hu didint, when he knows for a fact that I failed it, kht pa sabi nya nung huli na akala daw nya tga UP ako, I mean how many are Lian that he know??? Dba?? and from the moment he mentioned UPCAT, i told him ryt away na i never passed it, not diliman not even Baguio pero binaggit nya pa rin!&lt;br /&gt;Para insultuhin ba ko&gt;??&lt;br /&gt; People like dat, well actually na enjoy ko xa, kc feeling ko he's an interesting person to argue with, and I wanna make him realyz na he's mayabang, I wanna be the one to make him lay low. As in un ang pinaglalaban ng prinsipyo ko ngaun, to spell him the difference between being a good critic from beig just simply mahangin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----One day pare, I'd make him say sorry to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'd make him say thank you for showing him the light!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!! Asa pa lian asa ka pa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;,,,It may seem imposibble, pero sa lahat ng nakikisimpatya sakin, Imma do this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray na lang for me na ang aking mga reverse psycholgy ay taalab sa kaluluwa nyang kasing kapal ng isang EL DIABLO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115323123750374103?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115323123750374103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115323123750374103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115323123750374103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115323123750374103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/el-diablo.html' title='&apos;EL DIABLO&apos;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115312100377204650</id><published>2006-07-17T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:36:35.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Chicken is philosophical"</title><content type='html'>Thank you. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;One day man, that quote would be regarded as one of the most intelligent quotes given ever!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, sa mga philo classes, one would say : "according to L.Buan!,,,..."&lt;br /&gt;Yeah man! grabe, lakas ng pangarap ko!,,anyway, we had a debate in philo kasi kanina,,&lt;br /&gt;We we're arguing whether a being is a part of the non being. And our stand was yes, being is a part of non being or they're the same.&lt;br /&gt;Xempre debate dba, we should prove our point and disprove theirs. E it so happens na Aristotle's stand is against us. So given na na tama sila, e what can we do dba?? Xempre rely on our sources, internet, books tsaka utak pare!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, e di un na, the debate was going well, not smoothlly but at least, it is an intelligent debate.&lt;br /&gt;One of our opponents kasi said that taking it literally or by common sense na non being is not a being obviously because may non xa before the word. E, biglang pumasok sa utak ko ang isang bagay na hindi ko alam kung may sapat na karapatan upang iparinig sa buong klase, but I stood and spoke anyway. Sabi ko, "If you wanna take it literally, then let's teke it that way, if you're saying na non being is not a being because it has a non, then you you're saying na a fried chicken is different from a roasted chicken kc they've been described in different ways e pero you can't change the fact that it is still a chicken!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lupet? - pero the debate turned out to be enlightening nman,,it was a class-friendly debate naman, hug ko pa nga c chesca e!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya makipagaway lalo na when you know na whatever you say, it's not gonna be used against you! Hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, kaya by the end, it only goes down to this one basic question to answer:&lt;br /&gt;Being or Non Being!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of these being and non being, as if naman kasi may patutunguhan ang buhay ko pag nalaman ko ang 22ong sagot dito no!&lt;br /&gt;Bakit pag na prove ko ba na tama at accurate ang sinasabi ko e magkakagusto ba sakin ang crush ko?? Mag iimprove ba lablyf ko??&lt;br /&gt;Maiiwasan ba ang pagtahol ng lecheng aso pag gabi o  mapipigilan ko ba ang pagiingay ng magtataho tuwing umaga na feeling nya cool xa kapag cnisigaw amg "Taho dyan taho tayo baybeh!!",,i mean, anu kaya un dba??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, uminit ba ang ulo?&lt;br /&gt;Ok. lang yan, ganda pa rin namn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge repapips, d2 na nauudlot ang aking pag babahagi ng kaunti sa aking buhay n alam ko namang hindi nyo rin nais malaman at kailanaman ay hindi naghatid ng tulong sa kanya kanya nyong buhay but someone invented internet blogging e! Kaya malas mo kc ng bloblog ako!!&lt;br /&gt;till here pare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115312100377204650?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115312100377204650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115312100377204650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115312100377204650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115312100377204650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/chicken-is-philosophical.html' title='&quot;Chicken is philosophical&quot;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115305110349950280</id><published>2006-07-16T04:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:23:47.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relieved.</title><content type='html'>I know it may sound mababaw. Ksi relieved ako dumating na ung room mate ko,&lt;br /&gt;She was gone for 4 days. Imagine that. I was sleeping alone for 4 nights!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its school again tommorow,,,&lt;br /&gt;yeah man! Excited akong pumasok I finally found reasons to look forward into going to school!&lt;br /&gt;---xmpre may crush,,mawawala ba un??&lt;br /&gt;anyone who would dare to tell me that they don't have any crushes, pare, hndi na normal yan!&lt;br /&gt;Im actually lost for words to blog,,ewan ko nga ba,,,&lt;br /&gt;I guess its because Im not in the mood for expressing the art of writing just yet!!!&lt;br /&gt;Naman ha! Lupet nun!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mejo bored na ung kasama ko, and this bill is increasing anyway kaya,,&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to blog again later,,&lt;br /&gt;ung may sense naman..,&lt;br /&gt;Ok.,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115305110349950280?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115305110349950280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115305110349950280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115305110349950280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115305110349950280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/relieved.html' title='Relieved.'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115296699418548626</id><published>2006-07-15T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T03:59:21.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Lost!</title><content type='html'>--people,,,&lt;br /&gt;take a look at this poem, actually this is my report for literarture, I chose it because ar first glance, words are simple and I thought that I would have an easy time reporting it. But then when I read it, I found myself reading it over and over not for my report's sake but for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One Art"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing isn't hard to master;&lt;br /&gt;so many things seem filled with the intent&lt;br /&gt;to be lost that their loss is no disaster.&lt;br /&gt;Lose something every day. Accept the fluster&lt;br /&gt;of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing isn't hard to master.&lt;br /&gt;Then practice losing farther, losing faster:&lt;br /&gt;places, and names, and where it was you meant&lt;br /&gt;to travel. None of these will bring disaster.&lt;br /&gt;I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or&lt;br /&gt;next-to-last, of three loved houses went.&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing isn't hard to master.&lt;br /&gt;I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,&lt;br /&gt;some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.&lt;br /&gt;I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;---Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture&lt;br /&gt;I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident&lt;br /&gt;the art of losing's not too hard to master&lt;br /&gt;though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/index_poet_B.html#Bishop"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Elizabeth Bishop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---is the art of losing really not that hard to master?&lt;br /&gt;For me kasi, yhe art of losing is not hard to master, rather, it is hard to avoid and delete our mastery of losing. Kc naman, we try hard to hold on to everything pero lyf just dont let thiongs fall into place and we always end up losing. Losing has become a part of lyf na kht na pinipilit nating wag mangyari e nangyayari pa dn.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrating ryt?&gt;&gt; I'mm bitter at the fact na we are accepting imperfections and using that to make life perfect for us pero we eventually lose. Na minsan, we become insensitive na na hndi na tau naakpetuhan sa mga nawawala because we are used to losing someone, we decide na we dont care anymore because we alredi gave in into losing..,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero napansin nyo ba the consitent mentioning of the line "The art of losing..." and the title itself" "One art",,,&lt;br /&gt;e kung bitter nga tau, why the hell did Elizabeth Bishop considered it as an art? Art is suppose to be a masterpiece,,...sabi ko nga...&lt;br /&gt;what is a masterpiece? - it has a purpose, it has a relevance, thus, losing does have a purpose, it has a relevance...&lt;br /&gt;bakit kanyo????! e teka gagad kau, ieexplain ko lang side ko,,&lt;br /&gt;do u people beleive in destiny?? that everything is planned??&lt;br /&gt;I do pero, I am not that dependent into it, un bang parang when I gain something or meet someone, I dive into the thought na, "this is destiny kasi kung hindi ako __blah_blah_blah___e d hndi ko cya makikilala"..ung mga ganung tipo?&lt;br /&gt;Well, my point is na when we lose, it just means that the void that lost left is purposely emptied kc the right one to fulfill that is yet to come,,meaning everytime we lose, we are still in the process of finding the right one that would fill that lack,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--ewan ko a, pero ganyan talaga ang paniniwala ko e!~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--anyway, i just thought na if i was lightened by this poem, then so would you.,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115296699418548626?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115296699418548626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115296699418548626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115296699418548626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115296699418548626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-lost.html' title='I&apos;m Lost!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115287776929973671</id><published>2006-07-14T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T04:49:29.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-burp!-</title><content type='html'>pare, i just had sizzling sisig for dinner!, it was a dram come true!,, for 2 nyts olredi, i hav been longing to eat sizzling sisig but when i go out to buy my dinner, iba ang nabibili e,,ung mas mura!!my mom must be so prud of me!, nagtitipid na ko!! im wid george at this moment, cya ang aking super friend from high skul,,he studies at feu, e may murang kainan mlapit samin, lupet ng pare mo xa pa pmunta!!! wahaha!! anu kau ngaun???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--back in hghskul, my barkada started out as the timid barkada, the 'sensible' one pero pagkadating ng senior year, step aside mean girls, we ruled that year!! but we to share the royalty wid the jocks e, introducing "introboys", pero uubra ba cla??!! hndee!! kaya ngng close kme,,im one of the boys kc,,,dont u dare thnk 4 a moment na kya lng aq ng papa ka one of the boys kc i wanna flirt,,,tanungin nyo sa mga lalake sa bayanihan, tanung nyo "kilala nyo c lian?", d consistent answer wud be, "c pits??, gago un e, maangas pa sa lalake!""&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;--although i may seem a bit defensive, i just hate it when someone says they're one of the boys and i'll hear feedbacks like "she's so arte, she just flirts wid dem'..that's not called one of the boys anymore my friend, its the boys' groupie....&lt;br /&gt;--anyway, nkka miss c bugs, my never ending seatmate,,whenever you hear a boy and a girl's voice shouting at each other, swearing at each other over a stupid argument like a ballpen, e lingon k lng samin ni bugs tpos patigilin mo,,,im lyk his idol(woohoo! bugs, aminin mo na!!),well, if i give away words lyk dat, i have evidences to support me, kala nyo ha??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example #1: The whole class was by the pool side, and everyone is given a turn to say who they hate and who they like the best,,anung sabi ni bugs??? here's the exact line: "c lian, kc xa lang ung pumupuri sakin sa basketball tpos lagi pa kong tinutulungan, ang bait pa nya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example #2: The class' open forum, the instruction was" give the paper to the person u first think of. Dyahe! daming paper lumipad sa kamay ko (ehem.ehem.) kanino ung isa dun?? sau bugs! oo sau nga!!, when asked why,, here's the exact line: "tinutulungan nya po ako sa mga nahihirapan akong subject, enjoy pong kasama tsaka kausap"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example #3: I was away for a week and when i came back, the seating arrangement was scrambled but to my surprise (umaasa pa kong makakatabi ko si darryl nun!), e nandun pa rin ako sa dati kong upuan katabi si bugs, xmpre out of curiosity, I asked how come?, It turned out Bugs pala requested to the teacher na wag akong ililipat, dpat dun lng ako sa tabi nya@!@!@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----wag ka ng umangal!!! sapat na ebidensya na yan!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--mahangin na ba maxado ang blog ko???&lt;br /&gt;its human nature pare, humility never occurs when someone flatters you, you just have to admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--he he--peace out man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115287776929973671?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115287776929973671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115287776929973671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115287776929973671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115287776929973671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/burp.html' title='-burp!-'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115286441944930855</id><published>2006-07-14T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T01:06:59.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>_PG and PDA!!_</title><content type='html'>wlang pakealamanan ng title!!!,,,mejo controversial ang meaning nyan so i wont take the risk of posting it, malay mo magawi cla sa blog url ko,,patay~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have a question,,,is a non being a part of a being??!! whaaatt??,, make no mistake about it, ds kynd of questions are those dat makes kikays go "DAMN!" and jocks "HELL MEN!",,never mynd, mejo wla lng kcng maicp na iblog kya un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Yap won MVP!, I dont hav nothing against it, in giv in 2 d fact dat hes deserving,,its funny how fans adore a player so much dey fail 2 giv credit to oder winners,,,J. YAP, love u man!--sama m na rin c paul artadi, i lov u both!! luk at james, many were disappointed when Rich beat him to the Rookie of the year award last year, kc daw samal xa, and its not the essence of basketball! Hell! I mean maxado kaung nagpapadala on that kynd of crap!! James is just on his 2nd yer and yet he has established himself to be the Purefoods' go-to-guy, how many players can do that, he has even leveled himself wid d lyks of kerby raymundo and jun limpot, kung hnd lumevel, e nilamangan pa! He's a threat to all the pointguards bcoz of his tough defense, and a threat 2 defenders bcoz of his shooting,,  kht nga c mark caguioa mejo intimdated kay james e!!(pero im still bitter about the fact that PBA has never given Mark the award he deserves, lagi n lang mythical,,,..hmmp!) segway lang ang bitterness,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--teka bat ba nagawi tau sa basketball, i started wid the PG and PDA dba??&lt;br /&gt;lets go back there, man! college! ang saya!!,, freshman is lyk just the m,ore mature level of being a high school senior, mas may kalupitan nga lang ang mga subjects at leveling sa lovelife,,,!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, where was I? a ung sa masaya, u know when fate just put people wid d same utak and puso together??)mejo mushhy ba? pero 22o 2, wen u bcome a part of a certain this and that, u think na its destiny, u cudnt have wanted more,,pero inicp nyo ba minsan na what if, one day after kau nag enroll at ibang klase napuntahan nyo or u sat 2 seats apart from where u sat the first day, u cudve had different friends, wud u still thnk d same way??,,,pero that what if's contradicts itself bcoz nangyari na e, ders no way it cud all happen in a different manner so pare, its destiny...wow lupet!~~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115286441944930855?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115286441944930855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115286441944930855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115286441944930855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115286441944930855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/07/pg-and-pda.html' title='_PG and PDA!!_'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115148621427205175</id><published>2006-06-28T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T02:16:54.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Burger and Crispy Coated Fries!!</title><content type='html'>Nagugutom n kc aq e,,dats why that was d frst i can thnk of,,layo pa ng kfc e!!.,,anyway, never mynd the title,,,Im startting to rili lyk my Journalism subject,,not only bcoz I am a journ s2dent dba??,, I expected to lyk Literature but ewan,..parang the lessons are so significant, tska I feel that I have my right to stick 2 my guns but at the sam time, consider other's perspective to determine what is right from wrong,,,feeling edukado 2loy ako!!,, at, isa pa,,Philosophy, dyahe ngang isipin pare pero if u rili come to thnk of it, it'll ask u, are u living for d ryt risons? Or, hav u spent all the worth of life o nsasayang lang??,, meron 2loy akong naiisip oder dan Basketball,,hehe,,at least hndi na utak bola dba??,,spiking of basketball? 2makbo na ba si Mark Caguioa na nka brief lang sa show boulevard??...sbi nla myabang dw xa,,I mean, u wudnt survive sa Basketball kng hnd ka myabang,,,tska at least when he says something, he makes sure that he justifies all his words hnd ka2lad ng iba na playing safe and humble, lets just face the fact na un ung nrrmdman natin and tell it to d pipol dba?? anyway, he has d ryt kc he has his talents to back him up,,ol my ginebra lyf, ive been trying to defend him against pipol with super narropw mynds!!,,nanalait ba??,,I dont mean it rili, sakin lng nman, its better to tell pipol wahts going on rili dan tell dem ol kynds of crap na naririnig n nmin araw araw,,hmmm..panu b tau npunta kay mark caguioa? a,,ung sa utak bola,,,I consider myself utak bola, pero xmpr dhil sarili ko ang nkataya i wud say that im not dumb, mejo may pgka mentally incapable lang..,,,tanungin m man,,,heheh,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blabbing,,blabbing,,blabbing,,,&lt;br /&gt;cge na nga i wud make life so much easier king mg lolog out na q dba?? nkatipid naq, nka2long naq s nany q n ngpapadala ng allowance, nka2long paq sa comunidad dhil not so much electricity was consumed, sa aking kapwa tao dhil dey get 2 use this pc na,,,shut up...ayan nthmik 2loy,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..,bye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115148621427205175?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115148621427205175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115148621427205175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115148621427205175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115148621427205175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/06/chicken-burger-and-crispy-coated-fries.html' title='Chicken Burger and Crispy Coated Fries!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115130918201535668</id><published>2006-06-26T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T01:06:22.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nname terminology everybody!!</title><content type='html'>ur wondering ryt? why my blog is called pitz palitz?? ok.,,ok,,u dont care,,fine...pero I'll tell u na rin...hehe,,,pitz,,pinapormang nick name for pitang,,kc back in highschool, I was a transferee on my sophomore year sa BAYANIHAN INSTITUTE! Yeah, Go B.I!!!,,well anyway, when they were Freshman palang, they have this boy classmate named Pitong, he was tall and lean and thin,,but then nung 2nd year na, he transferred 2 another skul, e dba nga dat year I got in na,,,I think it was Carlo (oo soulmate ikaw ang nagpasimula nun!),, who joked about calling me Pitang because nga matangkad din ako na payat,,,and from then, Pitang na ang naging pangalan ko,,,ok pa san but then Darryl (oo c dha ata un) called me by Pitang while boys from othery year was around, e binu bully ako ng mga engot na un, pero tinatawanan ko lang cla kc their way of bullying is so lame na gs2 k pa clang 2ruan kung panu mang inis!!!,,e un, they discovered na pitang pala ang pngalan ko, kya in a way, mejo kumalat na xa sa skul,,,kya un....So that's that...Palits,, u know the movie Close to you of Bea Alonzo and John Lloyd? Dba Bea calls John Lloyd palits kc daw palito xa?? Dun ko nakuha un, or rather dun ko nalaman ung name na un,,,e I was seated beside Glenn that time, e tnatawanan nya ko,,,he was removing the baller id from my hand tpos in a kapangpangan sort of way sabi nya: danang pits ang payat!,,e if u wud luk at him, he's as thin as me, I'm taller than him lng ng konti so evrybody wud think na payat tlaga ako,,that's the disadvantage of being tall, u wud seem thinner than u ac2ally are,,,well anyway, sbi ko skanya payat din siya, e it was just a day ago when I watched that movie kaya out of the blue pinangalanan ko siyang palits,,tpos time progressed, that name was meant for him pero he started calling me palits too,,,e dba mgka rhyme nman cla ng pits? kya ok na sakin na mdagdagan ng pangalang palits,,,hehe,,,when I created this blog, it was all I cud think of kaya un...well, enuf of this, u prbbly didn't want 2 know in d frst place,,hehe,,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till here ha?!,,,,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115130918201535668?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115130918201535668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115130918201535668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115130918201535668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115130918201535668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/06/nname-terminology-everybody.html' title='nname terminology everybody!!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272911.post-115130855199984338</id><published>2006-06-26T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T00:55:52.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation Blues..</title><content type='html'>,,hehe..my first time to blog guys...i dnt know nga if i have to be that wordy or do i just hav 2 post the way i talk 2 my frends...well anyway, its my 2nd week as a college fresman! wow kamusta nman un dba??,,,anyway, isa n king opisyal na ab student ng kursong journalism sa pamantasan ng santo tomas!!,, i was suppose to go to school at 1 in the afternun,,i rili lyk my sched coz i dont hav 2 get up early but then, since freshman pa, we hav 2 be oriented daw, nag tour and evrythng kaya we to be in skul by 7..dyahe dba?? pero ok lang nman kc wen i got there saktong nandun na rin ang dalawa sa trio na knbblangan q!! new frends at ust!! ang saya!,, kuya karlo got us to walk under the arch of the century and we ar not to walk past it as if exiting it until we graduate kc hnd dw kmi gragraduate on tym...but then, ang aking co-balahura na c chesca na adik dn ka2lad ko decided to walk past it, para lang patunayan that the ust urban legend is nothing but false...hehe, malaki ang problema nmin s mundo, kya we did that.,,,ok nman ang araw pero it got better by lunchtym kc we met new set of pipol, namely, crest, clare, dhea and shella..kumain kmi sa carinderia n s gilid lng ng ust...,, Theyre rili nice pipol, i mean nkasbay lng nmin cla pag labas and we ended up having lunch 2gether..it made me ask my self, 2 weeks n q sa klaseng 2, how come ngaun q lang cla nilapitan??? u knw that kind of thng??,, well sana we'll spend much time tgether kc if ever man hindi, malaki ang pnghhnyang sa part ko, they pipol hu only comes my way once tpos hnd k pa ngrab?,,,well, anyway, i rili miss it back home sa highskul, there are just so many thngs that reminds me of what used 2 be, pero i hav 2 luk 4ward, its a new lyf, and so far, i thnk im doing gud, not too fast just ryt..im taking it easy i guess, sana 2loy 2loy na..any way so un na nga, its a gud day ol in ol, clare even invited me 2 join the ust pep rally, tempting nga e kc i wud receive a flat 1 in pe but then my pe uni4m cost so much na nanghnyang nman ako bigla,,,kaya i told her next sem na lang...anyway, tngin ko im blabbing na so i thnk im gonna call it a day, and see if ill hav the chance to blog agen 2mmorow..k?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272911-115130855199984338?l=banobolaatbp.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/feeds/115130855199984338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272911&amp;postID=115130855199984338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115130855199984338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272911/posts/default/115130855199984338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://banobolaatbp.blogspot.com/2006/06/orientation-blues.html' title='Orientation Blues..'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
