<?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-10658240</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:02:59.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel Falls</title><subtitle type='html'>a little princess. a fallen angel. nothing out of the ordinary. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kongzhu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kongzhu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>marfel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17935593159051366717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10658240.post-111183370255963530</id><published>2005-03-26T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T18:41:42.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just babbling away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;from my &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~blueangels/"&gt;tabulas&lt;/a&gt; account:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;holy week&lt;/span&gt;. it's our one-week semi-vacation (hooray! -im being sarcastic here.) it's our time &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;to reflect on our sins&lt;/span&gt;. it's the time of the year to "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;go back to God&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is holy week.  my sister is not here.  she's in Batangas sun bathing.  while here i am, stuck in our house.  with gazillion things to do.  with million projects to do.  with so many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;it's holy week and all i see is people going to the church.  even to the beach.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;people are so hypocrites nowadays.  sorry with my words.  but i am getting sarcastic now.  i even admit that i am one of those people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to our school's chapel last feb,  to attend ash wednesday.  i was not planning to go but there i was in the crowded small chapel waiting for the priest to finally put ash in our forehead.  anyway, i was really surprised to see these people crowding inside and outside the chapel.  it was as if they were awaken by some force in time for the ash wednesday.  and i think i am one of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit.  i just go to the church on special occassion.  my family just go to the church during xmas, new year, palm sunday, easter sunday etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am one of those hypocrites people that "God" should be punishing right now.  why quote-unquote God?  coz right now, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my mind has been corrupted by philosophy already&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why the hell do i call these people, including myself, a hypocrite?  it's simple.  i call myself, we call ourselves a "Christian", a "Catholic".  but only in papers.  only a few of us actually live the virtue of being a Christian.  we are hypocrites.  i think all of us are hypocrites.  if someone would ask me to name people who i could call a real Christian, there would be no one that i would mention.  do i know someone who really live accdg to the word of God? or is it the word of Man?&lt;br /&gt;i am confused on what is really the Truth.  is there really a God?  or is he just a figment of man's imagination?  is there really a God or did we just made him up to compensate for the lack of explanation in our life?  did we made God just to have someone to blame our mistakes and mishaps in life?  "kasalanan to ng diyos...ito ang gusto ng diyos e...siguro ito ang way ng diyos para parusahan tayo..."etc.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;when i was watching the news last night, i saw several people reenacting Jesus' death.  Penitensya.  they were willingly suffering just like what happened to Jesus.  but for the sake of what?  for the tourists' pleasure and entertainment?  for the fact that people will see them suffering too?  or is it for there own good?  in what way?  i mean, i don't really get it.  until now i don't understand why the heck they are doing those morbid things.  to repent on their sins?  isn't it there are still other ways that could "repent their sins"?  i mean, something that could benefit not just theirselves but also the others.  that would be better than having real/reel blood on their bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is not the time to write this kind of stuff.  but i just can't help it.  im just in the mood to babble away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;the gazillion things that i have to do (which i haven't finished doing):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Biocol2 &amp; Biocom2 courseware - coral reefs (deadline:  March 28 and April 4)&lt;br /&gt;* Intphil notes - type it!&lt;br /&gt;* Intphil finals - 6 Philosophers on God (finals on March 31)&lt;br /&gt;* Litera1 Premio Cruz (March 29)&lt;br /&gt;* Intphil reaction paper - PNPRS (deadline:  March29)&lt;br /&gt;* Philhis oral defense (underemployment) - (March 30)&lt;br /&gt;* Biocol2 Activity 5 - Avilon Zoo (submission:  March 31)&lt;br /&gt;* HTG AQUA Check collateral of documents (March 31)&lt;br /&gt;* Anmath3 Quiz3 (March 31)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Litera1 Premio Cruz.  my Litera1 class S14, which consists of 18 students only, are required to perform "Marjorie" by Isagani Cruz on March 29 at WSLT.  it is somehow a tribute to Isagani Cruz (he's going to retire soon.)  hope our class win this.  plus points if ever we win.  hopefully!  im finished with the blockings and all i have to think of is where the hell am i gonna get my costume?! and what about the lights that i need.  and our sounds.  and our props.  shet!  and the time given for us to rehearse is on monday night.  one night only!  oh no.  i dont think we can pull this off...but pam and i are really hoping to win this.  pinaubaya smen ng prof namen ang play nato, kelangan namin ipakita na kaya namen!  harlequin ata to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10658240-111183370255963530?l=kongzhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/111183370255963530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/111183370255963530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kongzhu.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-babbling-away.html' title='just babbling away.'/><author><name>marfel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17935593159051366717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10658240.post-110948387007375437</id><published>2005-02-27T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T14:03:57.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cramming mode on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so many things to be done. and yet i haven't started any of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-anmath3 quiz2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-litera komedi reaction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-litera short paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that's about it for now. but i still have to catch up with my studies. i've been absent since monday (excused absence for our production). well, except for intphil last thursday. that's the only class that i attended for this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i really have to study now. and get back to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10658240-110948387007375437?l=kongzhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110948387007375437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110948387007375437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kongzhu.blogspot.com/2005/02/cramming-mode-on.html' title='cramming mode on.'/><author><name>marfel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17935593159051366717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10658240.post-110941125245841232</id><published>2005-02-26T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T17:59:27.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;something for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i better keep this in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;remember, no one can make you feel inferior without your consent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10658240-110941125245841232?l=kongzhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110941125245841232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110941125245841232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kongzhu.blogspot.com/2005/02/something-for-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>marfel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17935593159051366717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10658240.post-110861428298399850</id><published>2005-02-17T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T12:30:22.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>patlang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hai. ang hirap naman ng ganito. nawawala na naman ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;andito ako sa computer lab. katabi ko ngayon ang inaantok kong mahal. pero dapat wala ako ngayon dito. dapat asa SJ304 ako. nakikinig. nagsusulat. ng sangkatutak na equations na hindi ko naman maintindihan. kung makinig naman ako sa matanda kong propesor, aantukin ako at lalong mawiwindang. kung isusulat ko naman ang lahat ng nsa black board, hindi ko rin naman maiintindihan at baka manghula pa ko sa pat-iinterpret ng aking naisulat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;para san ba to? sagutin mo nga..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pagkatapos kong aralin ito at maipasa, san ko ito gagamitin muli? pag-nag-apply ba ako sa trabaho, ang exam ba nila ay puno ng mga equations na ganito? e IQ test lang naman ang ieexam satin a.. pag-nag-commute ba ako at magbabayad sa drayber, kelangan ko pa bang gamitin ang isa sa pinakasimpleng equations na ibinigay sa klase? nalagpasan ko na ang bababaan ko, hindi parin ako tapos sa pagcocompute. kapag mamimili ba ako ng aking sapatos, kakailanganin ko ba ito sa pagtanda ng size ng aking paa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hindi naman di ba? so para san ba to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ang hirap. napakasimple ng buhay. bakit pa natin kelangan gawing kumplikado. hindi ba pwdeng aralin ang mga bagay na makakatulong sa ating pagtanda? mga bagay na maaaring tumulong sa ating bansa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sana wala na lang anmath3. sana iba na lang. pwd ba? ayoko nang bumagsak. pero para hindi ako bumagsak kelangan kong aralin at kabisaduhin lahat ng formula. kundi ta-tumbling lang ako sa test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sana wala na lang anmath3. &lt;strong&gt;sawa na ko sa anmath.&lt;/strong&gt; dalawang beses ko nang inaral ang anmath1. dalawang beses ko na rin inaral ang anmath2. pati ba naman anmath3? dyosko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sana wala na lang anmath. mag gugustuhin ko pa ang &lt;strong&gt;accounting&lt;/strong&gt;, ang &lt;strong&gt;poligov&lt;/strong&gt;, ang &lt;strong&gt;philosophy, &lt;/strong&gt;at iba pang subjects na alam kong magagamit ko sa pagtanda ko. ung tipong matatandaan ko pa siya pag tumanda ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pero dahil un ang gusto ng eskwelahang ito, pansamantala ko munang aaralin ang mga formula. mahirap pero dapat ko ata itong aralin, kundi babagsak na naman ako. at malamang uulitin ko ito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ayoko nang mag-take2! sawa na ako!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10658240-110861428298399850?l=kongzhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110861428298399850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110861428298399850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kongzhu.blogspot.com/2005/02/patlang.html' title='patlang.'/><author><name>marfel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17935593159051366717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10658240.post-110829260060183346</id><published>2005-02-13T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T16:59:36.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what day is tomorrow?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;today is febuary 13. well obviously, the date tomorrow is febuary 14. which means, it's the time of the year to see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; everywhere. literally. when i went to the mall two weeks ago, nagkandahilo ako sa dami ng pusong nakasabit. almost all stores have decorations for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;valentine's day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;even restaurants have their own &lt;em&gt;pakulo&lt;/em&gt; for this occasion. Max Restaurant, same with other food establishments, has combo meals good for 2 persons. in short, for a &lt;strong&gt;couple&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so, what is with this day? it's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;valentine's day&lt;/span&gt;. and in my opinion, it's supposed to be "sacred". i mean, there shouldn't be too much advertisement for this day. masyadong &lt;em&gt;commercialized&lt;/em&gt; ang araw na to. hindi na nakakatuwa. i even don't feel like celebrating it. i'd rather find another day, an ordinary day for everyone else, but a special day for me and my baby to celebrate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it is also during this day that every single woman on the planet (except for those who gave up on finding someone) feels insecure. coz they are being slapped with the truth that they are single/still single. and that they should find someone fast! cmon! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;valentine's day&lt;/span&gt; is not merely for couples. its for everybody. and nobody should feel insecure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;im bitter. and im not single. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i have my baby. and i can celebrate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;valentine's day&lt;/span&gt; with him anytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tomorrow is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;valentine's day&lt;/span&gt;. and it's our monthsary. :) hope it'll turn out good. *fingers crossed*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10658240-110829260060183346?l=kongzhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110829260060183346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110829260060183346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kongzhu.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-day-is-tomorrow.html' title='what day is tomorrow?'/><author><name>marfel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17935593159051366717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10658240.post-110801110557672903</id><published>2005-02-10T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T18:32:06.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;intphil:&lt;/strong&gt; i just had my first Long Exam in Introduction to Philosophy. sobrang hirap. as in! i can't believe that i woke up early just to meet up with Terrie and discuss every symbol in the &lt;em&gt;Allegory of the Cave&lt;/em&gt;. i studied my entire notes. i even studied alison's and pam's notes. and i also answered pam's first long exam, for practise. i thought it was the same thing, but NO! totally different. the only thing that was the same thing with pam's test was the part of plato's and aristotle's quotations. argh!!! so confusing! and that's part one. wait til part two. on tuesday! argh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i'm beginning to love philosophy. swear. last night during our prod work, while painting our backdrop, we were discussing philosophy and things were finally clarified. it was like studying for the test but more of just having fun with philosophy. it was really fun. arguing about this. arguing about that. but the thing is, my prof is &lt;em&gt;ms. laureen velasco&lt;/em&gt;. the OH MY GOD! with such thing as Long Exams. she's cool. really cool, promise. Intphil's my first class every tuesday and thursday. at 940am, i'm still sleepy, but once she starts talking im fully awake. she's so funny and so expressive. everytime she do a funny thing with her face, all i can think of is that she can act in theatre. with that very big movements, she'll be a hit with the director. anyway, she's really good when it comes to discussing philosophy, but she's an OH MY GOD! when she gives long exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anmath3:&lt;/strong&gt; i cut my anmath3. i was not in the mood to attend this class, and i have to do two assignments for my litera1 class (420pm). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;litera1:&lt;/strong&gt; a paper and a drawing. the first assign is the paper, have to write a story that resembles the story &lt;em&gt;Megamall&lt;/em&gt;. only one page is required, but until now, haven't written half a page. the drawing will be drawn by cha. it's just a sketch of a &lt;em&gt;subterrania&lt;/em&gt; of your life. i asked cha to draw the wslt. hehe..la na ko maisip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i better get back to work. my baby just texted me. warning me to start typing the story. and to stop net surfing. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;note: &lt;strong&gt;subterrania&lt;/strong&gt; means any area that lacks sufficient light and air. it also means the dark world beneath the real world. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;next note: one can have its own subterrania. look for your place. meaning, any comfortable place, away from the reality wherein you can have peace inside and outside. it can be your own room, just any place that you feel secured when you are there. got it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10658240-110801110557672903?l=kongzhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110801110557672903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110801110557672903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kongzhu.blogspot.com/2005/02/school-stuff.html' title='school stuff.'/><author><name>marfel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17935593159051366717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10658240.post-110777627725906598</id><published>2005-02-07T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T18:13:28.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;terrie is beside me here in gox comp lab. and surprisingly, she's not uttering the word &lt;b&gt;crap!&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;this day is a big CRAP! the sun's too hot. ang init ng ulo ko. we fought again. nagswimming ako sa sports complex. super dami ng tao. all boys pa! argh! can i say it one more time, crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10658240-110777627725906598?l=kongzhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110777627725906598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110777627725906598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kongzhu.blogspot.com/2005/02/crap.html' title='crap!'/><author><name>marfel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17935593159051366717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10658240.post-110777536948043973</id><published>2005-02-07T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T19:23:11.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leche! </title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;argh! im really confused with this journal. somehow, in over 4 hours last night, i've managed to post only one entry, edit my profile and browse through their help guide. and that's it! i couldn't figure out how to put a usericon nor a picture. until now, i haven't figure out how to put them. im done downloading the &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.hello.com/"&gt;hello&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;b&gt;whatever&lt;/b&gt;. and that's supposed to help me upload my picture! argh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10658240-110777536948043973?l=kongzhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110777536948043973'/><link rel='self' 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'/><author><name>marfel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17935593159051366717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10658240.post-110769149158585121</id><published>2005-02-06T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T19:23:54.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's new and old. or something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i was browsing my mail (deleting non-sense mails and reading the unread ones), when i saw that i signed up for this journal 2 years ago. and i also signed up for blurty just last year. and i also found out that besides my active journal in tabulas, i have another one there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;whoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i really don't know what to do with all of my online journals. oh well..maybe this could come in handy today or someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;be right back. soon. :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10658240-110769149158585121?l=kongzhu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110769149158585121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10658240/posts/default/110769149158585121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kongzhu.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-new-and-old-or-something.html' title='it&apos;s new and old. or something.'/><author><name>marfel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17935593159051366717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
