tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76587922011-10-04T01:01:48.295+08:00you went on your own... and lost your way... thus... i lost my own...mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comBlogger531100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-45719450255305824982011-02-06T13:07:00.003+08:002011-02-06T13:25:31.718+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span">How do to get a grip, when the only thing you that keeps you from holding on is bound to slip away... and you're stupid enough to believe and deny this reality</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">What are lies?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">What is true?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">How can you pretend?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">When will you learn? -- When will I learn?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">What do I feel? -- Can I still feel?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Why do I always follow? Why can't I go?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Why is it so easy for you to turn around and walk away, go extreme measures in order to avoid me, when we both know that this is an act, just for you to see how hard it would be for me...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I guess you are incessant, unyielding to my woes.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">When will I have the balls to stand up walk away, and feel nothing...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Do I really have to?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Why can't you just grow up?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Kill the drama. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Wake up, you are going to lose me.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Will that be enough?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Can I please be enough?</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-4571945025530582498?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-78201461786928087272011-01-24T08:28:00.001+08:002011-01-24T08:28:46.609+08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; ">See this is what is hard to feel. You try to tell me things like this but you make me feel expelled, you push me away too easy. You cut me deep then leave me hanging and hoping that you'd stitch me again, and I hope and hope. I do not want this. I never thought you'd risk losing me again. Because you said you won't. And I can't tell you not to let go, because what really hurts the most is that it wouldn't make a difference.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-7820146178692808727?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-13832183902015547112011-01-05T23:17:00.002+08:002011-01-06T00:12:32.903+08:00<div><br /></div>When you try to hold on to something that's already bound to fade away, you will never forget that feeling at the tip of your fingers. That single point that connects you from the separation, you keep it. Then it fades...<div><br /></div><div>Unconsciously, it becomes a hole within you. You hold everything in your hole. </div><div>Memories, fleeting looks, nostalgic fragrances, crooked smiles, morning afters, first everything, dried up tears, deafening laughters, unopened letters, unread messages, overflowing inbox, deceitful promises, stabbing sent items, mannerisms that you're used to, standard routines, leftover scents, crumpled notes, diabetes-inducing names, unorganized photos, personalized playlist, coincidental lyrics, unfitting clothes, tears-filled handkerchiefs, expensive receipts (of dates and gifts), preserved gifts, unclaimed vouchers and certificates, perfectly fitting fingers, chilling whispers, enigmatic dreams, shattered future, sleepy early morning voice, a cardiac jigsaw puzzle. </div><div><br /></div><div>You try to hold on and at the same time try to let go as well. You can't breathe without the hole, yet it suffocates you.</div><div>You never felt so alone, though with company, it never felt so empty.</div><div>Internal struggles to keep yourself from breaking down.</div><div>Regret is a parasitic organism you keep on feeding, though without it you forget and liberate.</div><div>But liberation is not your panacea, because you do not want to be healed.</div><div>This sick feeling is proof of what you used to have.</div><div><br /></div><div>Your wounds can heal, but scars are cancer.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-1383218390201554711?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-53072624942972188662010-08-13T09:35:00.003+08:002010-11-26T08:52:14.267+08:00Time passes, people change. <div>Sometimes they change for the better, and sometimes they morph into these completely diverse people and you have no idea where the person you used to know so well went.</div><div> In these cases you have two options: either fight to the bone to get back the person you used to know, and let disagreement widen the divide between you, or just accept the fact that the days you held so dear have gone forever and move on, keeping with you always the memories, that'll leave you bruised, because all that's left is an empty space.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-5307262494297218866?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-69556917589522905842010-08-08T19:08:00.003+08:002010-08-08T19:13:23.750+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">You know how I do.<br />I come to you when it stings.<br />Paralyzing and hollow.<br /><br />Never heard. Never will. Not anymore.<br /><br />And when you realize that the graveyard is thriving,<br />there is no use for our mourning.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-6955691758952290584?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-75303352427503472282009-03-26T01:17:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.878+08:00tayong mga nalululong sa mga drawing sa tubig<br />buong linaw nakikita ang imahe<br />pagpatak... sira<br />naiwan ang natungkab na langib<br /><br />pakiramdam mong langit<br />ibabagsak ka<br />lahat sayo ay nadurog<br />nanumbalik kirot sa dibdib<br /><br />utak mong lango<br />inuuod ng pagsisisi<br />drowing mong kunyari<br />pipiliting magisip ng buo<br /><br />sawa na tayo sa pangako<br />basag na<br />tama na<br />walang hanggang pulbos na puso<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-7530335242750347228?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-29938726064095806142009-02-15T15:11:00.005+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.878+08:00<span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >nag'coconspire ang buong mundo dahil iniwan niya ako<br /><br />Simpson episodes<br />Lines from Cinema One<br />Mga kanta sa ASAP<br /><br />oo na.<br />wag niyo na ipamukha.<br /><br />when everything else falls<br />2 elements always... and will always break my fall<br /><br />family<br />friends<br /><br />so go...<br />breathe<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >(while i suffocate)</span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br />change your mind<br /><br />boyce avenue<span id="slly"><blockquote></blockquote></span><span id="slly"></span></span><blockquote style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span id="slly">If I could change your mind<br />How would you want me<br />Would you say you need me<br />Cause I need you now</span></span></blockquote><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><span id="slly"></span>the killers<br /></span><blockquote style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Racey days<br />Help me through the hopeless haze<br />But my oh my<br />Tragic eyes<br />I can't even recognise myself behind<br />So if the answer is no<br />Can I change your mind </span></blockquote><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >all american rejects<br /></span><blockquote style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Don't run away,<br />Start feeling fine.<br />It's better than your worst, worst day.<br />No words to say, I'll give you mine,<br />and pocket all the hurt, just stay.<br />Don't run away.<br />It's better than your worst, worst day.</span></blockquote><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-2993872606409580614?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-13334251619860859142009-02-14T16:30:00.004+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.879+08:00<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >she has left...me<br />and i can't think of a moment to breathe without inhaling the mist of pain.<br />fck. bakit pa kita tinetext. useless.<br />stupid. stupid. stupid.<br /><br />i want to end this phase,fast forward na. kahit i-autopilot Mo na ako.<br />ayoko na.<br /><br />hollow. ang laki ng butas dito sa dibdib ko.<br />at bawat paghinga ko, nadudurog ako.<br />ang sakit na.<br /><br />hinilining mo. ginusto mo.<br />walang kita,walang usap, walang paramdam.<br />tinanggap ko.<br /><br />kinabukasan bakit kailangan mo ako linlangin muli.<br />at bakit kailangan ko maniwala,<br />at bakit napaka-desperado ko.<br />ang sakit na.<br /><br />nasaktan kita.<br />i am atoning.<br /><br /><br />retribution is the restoration of a crumbling harmony and of the proper order</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-1333425161986085914?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-54840976424285131292009-02-12T16:28:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.879+08:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">ayoko ng umiyak.naubos na lahat.pinipilit ko, bakit walang luha.nasabi ko na lahat.sana nagawa ko na lahat.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">ito ang unang araw,wala pa ngang 24 oras.wala pang isang oras. ganito na ako. sinundo kita kanina,nagalmusal, hinatid sa sakayan. umuwi. maayos lahat. o pagbabalat kayo lang.</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">ayoko ng magisip. ayoko ng kumilos. gawin mo na ang ninanais mo,bumalik ka kapag kailangan mo na ako.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">walang klase sa hapon.magaling.dagdag torture sa sarili ko.</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-5484097642428513129?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-28961971940228271442009-01-11T12:07:00.001+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.879+08:00<span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >para sa normal...<br />makikita niyang... binibigay ko ang oras ko...<br /><br />para sayo..<br />nakakasawang makita ako..<br /><br />kailangan pang lumayo...<br /><br />bakit...<br />hindi na ba kapares ng nararamdaman ko?<br />na sa bawat lingat ko'y...<br />tangan kong hanap ka...<br /><br />nangungulila.. sa gabing wala sa presensya...<br />hindi makatulog, sa tuwing hindi palagay ang damdamin...<br /><br />naghihintay... pinipilit lunukin na...<br />kailangan kong tiisin...<br />kailangan kong tumagal...<br /><br />tikman mo ang sariling lason...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-2896197194022827144?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-21321292227303880232008-12-07T16:47:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.880+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">...anong gusto mong sabihin ngayon...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">gusto mo lang matapos..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">pero ayaw mong matapos.. kasi alam mong hindi mo kaya... kakayanin pero hindi naman talga...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">bakit hindi na lang kasi siya bumaba...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">sinasabi ko ito.. hinihiling sa kanya pero sa oras na sabihin ko...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">alam ko ang sasabihin niya...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">ilang ikot pa kailangan daanan...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">hanggang sa hindi na lang ako makahinga...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">lagi kang ganyan... hahanapin mo ang pinakamahina kong sulok..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">at itutulak ako doon...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">pangarap na lang sa akin na.. babalik kung sino siya noon...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">dahil hindi niya kayang ganito kami...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">paguusapan ng maayos... hindi niya kayang ganito...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">hindi siya aakyat.. sa kinatatayuan niya... di tulad ngayon...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">nandoon lang siya... salikod o sa tabi ko man...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">nandoon lang... sa kaparehong lebel ng kinatatayuan ko...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">doon ko napagtatanto na... dito sa tabi niya... ito ang lugar ko...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">at aakuin ko lahat... wag lang siya mawala...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">alam ko naman na kasalanan ko kung bakit nandoon na siya ngayon...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">kasalanan ko... habang'buhay ko ihihingi ng tawad ang lahat... pero sa kanya... kulang pa din...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">hindi niya makita... para sa kaniya... wala paring pagbabago...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">takot... tama bang maramdaman ko yun... o siguro naututwa kang yun ang nararamdaman ko...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">sumusuko na lang sayo...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">hindi ko na naiintindihan ang mga sinasabi ko...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">wala na akong maintindihan...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">ikaw ang pinakamalaking butas ng buhay ko...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">at ako na lang ang nagpupuno para sayo....</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">ayoko na... pero gustong-gusto ko pa...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-2132129222730388023?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-30608163121251711302008-12-07T16:10:00.002+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.880+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">why do we like being stupid...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">alam ko naman... na wala kang gagawin.. para maayos...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">you always go on your way...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">magsimba... matutulog?... yun lang?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">ako paano ko? paano tayo? yun lang yun?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">wala na?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">bahala na? may aasahan pa ba ako dun?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">malinaw na wala...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">pero ano... anong ginagawa ko dito...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">naghahanap ng butas... para...para ewan.. ko...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">kasi umaasa... sa wala...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">at ikaw pa galit... lagi naman diba... ikaw ang galit...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">laging dapat intindihin...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">kasi tapos na ung eon ko na ako lagi ang iniintindi?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">ewan ko... di ko na alam mga sinasabi ko...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">feeling ko lang nababawasan yung sakit dito... feeling ko lang...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">ang simple lang naman ng lunas...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">ikaw</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-3060816312125171130?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-8704354807783054542008-12-06T13:11:00.002+08:002008-12-06T13:21:11.120+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">ang daya naman eh... ikaw pwedeng magtampo.. magalit..</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">ako hindi pwede...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">kapag ikaw... ako mali... ako may sala.. kaya ka nga nagagalit</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">pero kapag ako... ako mali.. ako may kasalanan..</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">at kapag nagalit o magtampo man...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">ikaw padin ang magagalit kasi...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">nagagalit ako?... ewan</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">lagi na lang ganito...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mamaya... bukas.. ewan ko...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">ako nanaman ang mag-sosorry kasi hindi ko na lang makayanan na hindi ka kausapin o ng may sama ka ng loob...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">alam ko naman na kahit anong gawin ko sa tanang buhay ko na kasama ka eh wala ng papalit pa o papantay pa sa mga nagawa ko sayo...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">yun naman ang laging rason... ako ang dapat magpakumbaba dahil ako ang may mas malaking kasalanan..</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mababayaran ko baiyon? hindi ko alam... nasa sayo...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">at malamang hindi pa yun ngayon... sa susunod na buwan... sa susunod na taon... ewan ko..</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">dahil para sayo... at alam ko... na hindi ka naman talga magpapatawad... kahit ano mangyari...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">joke time lang na hindi PA NGAYON... dahil ang totoo, hindi na mangyayari yon...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">kaya ganito ang kahihinatnan ng lahat...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">magkasala ako... magkasala ka...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">magalit ako.. magalit ka...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">magtampo ako... magtampo ka...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">sa kadulu-dulohan...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">ako pa din ang luluhod sayo...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">hihingi ng tawad... dahil nahihirapan na lang ako...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">nakakasawang sabihing... nagsasawa na ako...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">pero... eto... humihiling pa rin na sana... patawarin mo ako...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">kahit imposible para sayo.. </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">nagpapasalamat na nandito ka kahit na ganito na lang lagi ang ginagawa mo... </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mahal ka... kahit na... masakit na... </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-870435480778305454?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-83239783984425485722008-06-27T23:38:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.880+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">hindi ko maintndihan...<br /><br />gusto ko na lamang na maging masaya siya...<br />kahit na ang sakit, kahit 'di ko alam kung bakit...<br /><br />bakit... hanggang sa pagtataka na lamang maiiwan ang mga katanungan...<br /><br />hindi ko kailangan ng sagot... hindi ko kailangan ng kahit ano...<br /><br />dahil hindi ko rin naman malaman kung ano ang kakailanganin ko...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-8323978398442548572?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-63386635596108871942008-06-13T23:31:00.001+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.881+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">you just don't get it...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">i better yet not expect for it to happen...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-6338663559610887194?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-59148055283917117842008-05-08T22:13:00.002+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.881+08:00<span style="font-size:78%;">tigas tlaga...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">hanggang doon na lang...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">hanggang dito na lang...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">and to think i withstand that long... even longer still...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">you wouldn't even know... you would not want to know....</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">i shan't.............</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-5914805528391711784?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-9991339192028886742008-03-11T14:53:00.002+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.882+08:00nandito nanaman...<br />nawawala... balisa... wala sa sarili...<br /><br />ngi sariling ... hindi maramdaman...<br /><br />dito na mananatili... hindi na makakaalis...<br /><br />walang sapat na....<br /><br />kahit sariling pangungusap hindi matapos...<br /><br />nandito nana man.. nwawala... hindi makakaailis...<br /><br />hanggang dito na lang... pulutin man... itatapon din...<br /><br />nakakasawa...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-999133919202888674?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-47644274832860289442007-12-26T15:18:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.882+08:00<span style="font-size:78%;">it starts when...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">is it beginning?</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">is it ending....</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">i am left with more questions than answers...</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">i hate you</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">yet... </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">3 words fill the unanswered...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-4764427483286028944?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-75540704890606413662007-05-05T16:21:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.882+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">who's laughing now?</span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:arial;">blackredwhite</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">teary eyes, clenched fist, raged heart, i stumble<br />i smile, after all i am Harlequin<br />the jester steps on, i started to mumble<br />the looking glass displays a playful grin<br />exuberant, festive and the cheery<br />the crowd jeers, i morph into the buffoon<br />yet in shadows i exhibit frailty<br />no trace left of the professional fool<br />every smile is a pail of coldest tears<br />in every laughter is a piercing pain<br />aloof and blue i never did have peers<br />i succumb and lie wishing i was slain<br />so now the laughing jester is unmasked<br />seeing Harlequin’s true face long at last</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">ngayon lang ako gumawa ng sonnet... pag'tyagaan niyo na</p>i'm a dormant poet.... o cguro... in thoughts nakakabuo ako ng isa kahit nakatunganga lang... pero nabubura kagad... maybe if i'd earn from poetry then i wouldn't trash them... o kung may nakaka'appreciate man lang...<br /><br />LSS: i don't love you::my chemical romance<br /><em> "i don't love you like i did yesterday"</em><br /><br /> </span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-7554070489060641366?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1175489615099010612007-04-02T12:47:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.883+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">woot....</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">akalain mong bakasyon na!....</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">naiyak pa ako sa mga gabing 'tila di na matatapos ang mga exam!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">tae naman kasi 2 linggo non-stop ang neurons ko....</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">'di man lang ako nakanuod ng 300...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">petrix taym nanaman....</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">nakaupo sa amoy'wiwi na sofa sa bahay...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">natulo laway natulo pawis sa sobrang init....</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">hwoo.... watta'layp...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/slumb3r.jpg" border="0" height="300" width="450" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">LSS: will you ever change>>typecast</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;">"so wat's the point in all of this if you willl never change..."</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-117548961509901061?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1151201210227094502006-06-25T09:59:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.883+08:00<strong>history ng senti</strong><br />ito para sa akin ang history ng 'pagsesenti... sa sulat ko inilahad kung paano ko napasok ang pintong muli't-muli kong binabalikan... sarita, s'lamat... maligayang bati<br /><br />~>[graduation practice-week-CNSHS seniors 2005]<br /><br />BAGO BASAHIN ANG SULAT MAGTAGO MUNA SA ISANG LUGAR KUNG SAAN ALAM MONG IKAW LANG ANG MAKAKABASA(preferably sa bahay)GAMIT ANG MGA MATA LAMANG, WALANG SALITANG MAMUMUTAWI SA IYONG BIBIG NA MAY KINALAMAN SA BABASAHIN MO. NINANAIS KO LAMANG MAGINGAT PARA WALA NG KABABALAGHANG MANGYARI... SALAMAT...<br /><br />CLS<br />PRINT “BASA KA NA...Ü”<br /><br />GO TO 09<br />09 REM Hindi ko alam kung paano ko sisimulan ang sulat na ito... kaya.. bahala na...<br /><br />? “<br />wuy,<br />tatlong taon man tayo nagsama... o kahit dalawa lang... dahil hindi naman tayo ganun ka-close nung 1st year at 2nd year... pakiramdam ko... kilala na kita buong buhay ko... ang daming bagay na ang hirap iexplain kapag naiisip ko ang taong ikaw... grabe sa senti... pero grabe din minsan kung magtrip... salamat kasi... iningatan mo siya... inintindi hindi lang siya... pero kami na din... salamat...sa panahon na pinagsamahan... sa tawanan at pagsesenti... ‘lam mo... dahil sayo... mas nakilala ko sarili ko.. kasi akala ko dati.. wala akong pakiramdam pagdating sa malulungkot na bagay.. nung nakilala kita at naging kaclose.. nalaman ko na... hindi pala dapat tinatago yun... dapat inilalabas at ibinabahagi sa iba... kasi.. dumadating talaga ang panahon sa tao na siya mismo ay hindi akakaya ang mga problema at hinaing sa buhay... kahit na sabihing bato ka o wala kang pakiramdam... naging masarap ang pagsesenti dahil sayo... kasi nandun yung element ng pagsesenti pero... napapakita mo na masarap magsenti kasi kahit masakit at nakakalungkot ang mga alaalang yon... masarap balikan... kasi totoo lahat yun.. maiisip mo na buhay mo yun... parang isang storya sa isang libro... nakapag binasa mo at binalikan.. makikita mo yung maganda sa kabila ng pangit na nangyari... matututo ka... masasabi mo na.. “nakaya ko pala yun...”... yan... yan ang pumapasok sa kokote ko kapag naiisip kita... yung mga kanta mong pamatay ang lyrics... mga e-mail o kwento na inererelate mo sa akin... yung pagpapackage deal... na kahit itago mo na walang koneksyon sayo ay meron pa din... yung mga kowts mo... yung pagsesenti mo tungkol sa graduation... na ayan... dumating na... haaayyy... pagsesenti ang naalala ko pagdatng sayo.. hindi ko alam kung pano mo nagagawa na itago pagmamahal mo sa isang tao ng konti lang ang nakakaalam... yung tiisin ang sakit na... mahirap siyang makuha... yung ... katulad ng sinabi mo... kaibigan mo... natatakot ka na mawala siya sa iyo kasi nagbukas ka ng isang option para piliin niya... pero baka wala siyang piliin sa options na iyon... at tuluyan ng mawala sayo... kaya taas noo ako sayo... kasi... nakakaya mo yan... ang tatag mo... kaya ang sarap alalahanin ng mga panahong kasama kang nagsesenti... kaya... ang sarap mong maging kaibigang alam kong ‘di ko malilimutan... Yun lang.... Salamat sa pagsasayang ng oras...”<br /><br />ENDPASENSYA SA ILANG TYPO<br /><br />PAGKATAPOS BASAHIN: TIGNAN KUNG MAY NAKIKIBASA, I-FOLD SA DATING AYOS..<br /><br />IF READER AYAW ITAGO<br />THEN<br />PUNITPUNITIN AT SIGURADUHING HINDI NA MABUBUO OR SUNUGIN NA LANG O IBABAD NG 10 ARAW SA TUBIG...SABAY TAPON SA BASURAN NG BIODERGRADABLE...<br /><br />ELSE<br />ITAGO SA PINAKATAGU-TAGONG LUGAR NA NAISIP MONG IKAW LANG ANG NAKAKAALAM...<br /><br />ISA PANG ELSE<br />IBIGAY SA AKIN, [HUWAG MAGPAPAKITA NG KAHIT ANONG EMOSYON] TUMALIKOD AT SABAY TAKBO PALAYO SA AKIN...<br /><br />[yung reciever ng sulat na 'to... birthday niya sa july 1, 18 na siya... july 2 celebration... may fieldtrip ako... sorry talaga]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-115120121022709450?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1149702036165081722006-06-08T01:30:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.883+08:00<strong>[nahanap mo...magaling...]</strong><br /><br />putangina saklap.. hindi ko na alam kung saan lulugar minsan eh... kung hihigpitan ko ba o pabayaan lang...<br />ang linaw na ang labo...<br />alam ko na hindi ko alam...<br />dama ko na hindi ko dama...<br />akin na hinde akin...ewan<br /><br />masama ba 'ko sa lagay na 'to... hindi ba pwedeng madpaka'KLSP ako sa'yo...?<br />pati 'tong kapakyuhan na paglalahad ng nadarama 'ko hindi rin pwede? pero ikaw? sa'yo anong hinde pwede? sobrang bilang 'di ba? labo... pero ang linaw... masaya pero masakit sa lalamunan...<br /><br />hindi ko na alam ang paniniwalaan ko... masasayang na ba yung panahon...sobrang labo...pero ang linaw...<br />ke'langan ko si tukneneng... dapat k'sama ko nge'yon... pinagbawalan ni maestro...<br /><br />kaya ako.. ako nanaman... sige lunok... lagok lang ng lagok... kahit na sobrang sakit na ng lalamunan.. 'wag mo hayaang lumabas ang luha... 'wag gago ka ba? kahinaan yan! nagpatalo ka nanaman... pero ok lang... dahil ang pagkatanga mo ay terminal...<br /><br />ayos lang lahat... masaya na masakit...hindi kana makahinga? eh ang luwang'luwang na nga ng ginagalawan mo... sa sobrang luwang nasisikipan at nasasakal ako... ke'langan ko ng hangin... hangin... na alam kong polusyon sa puso kong nagkalat ng kabalastugan sa katawan ko... hangin... hangin ko...<br />masakit pero masaya... sa pagluwang ako ang nasasakal...<br />kulang na kumpleto...<br />buo na hiwa'hiwalay...<br /><br />masalimuot... pilit kong iniintindi... hanggang saan... kelan? tapos na ba? o nagsisimula pa lamang?<br />kaya ko pa...<br />hindi ko na kaya...<br />ako... ako na lamang...<br />lakad... lakad pa...<br />kaya pa...<br />dapa... plakda... tayo...<br />wala... hindi masakit... wala akong sugat...<br /><strong>hindi na ako nasasaktan kaya may permiso kang patuloy akong sugatan...</strong><br /><br /><em>"luha, bakit ka tumutulo</em><br /><em>puno na ba ng sakit ang puso</em><br /><em>bitak-bitak hindi makahinga</em><br /><em>hanapin ka, hangin ng aking baga"</em><br />[tres'dos'siete]<br /><br /><strong>although i can not fly, i am not contempt to crawl</strong><br /><br />mabilis akong mainip... mainis... badtrip pero ok lang... lunok... lagok... hinde... wala akong iniinom.. pinipilit ko lang ang mga bagay na alam kong dapat lunukin ke'sa isuka...<br />sakit...alam mo ba 'yon? gusto mong maramdaman? hinde ayoko... ako na lang... kasi sabi nga sa kanta...<br /><br /><em>"if i am...</em><br /><em>only here to watch you as you suffer...</em><br /><em>i will let you down"</em><br />[9 days:if i am]<br />bibiguin kita... ayoko... ako na lang...<br /><br />kayo... kayo na alam kong sasaluhin ako... wag,pabayaan niyo ako... tama na na alam kong nandiyan kayo... sobrang ke'langan ko pero ayoko kasi baka ulitin niyo lang yung sinasabi ng utak ko... alam ko na ang sasabihin n'yo... ayokong marinig... pabayaan niyo ko... gusto ko kayong yakapin, pasalamatan pero kulang... iiyakan ko kayo? ... lagi... gusto kong pangaralan/pagalitan ninyo 'ko pero ayokong marinig... nasasaktan ako na nasasaktan kayo... eh ako ang nagpapangiti senyo 'di ba?... pero ngayon sinasaktan ko kayo... gusto ko kayong layuan... lapitan... hindi ko alam...<br /><br />wala... ako lang... nangyari na 'to dati... binuhat ko sarili ko sa pagtalon ko mula sa pinakamataas na kaligayahan ko... hindi ko pinakita ang sakit... kaya ko naman... pero sinong niloko ko...<br /><br />nagpapakababaw ba 'ko...? simpleng bagay nga ba ang iniiyakan ko? umiiyak nanaman... kakangiti ko lang ah... kakatawa lang... bakit ganito... bakit ako umiiyak... wala akong nararamdaman 'di ba?... manhid... pero bakit lumuluha... hindi makahinga...<br /><br />sino ba ako?... ipaintindi... intindihin...<br /><br />ang dami kong gustong ilahad pero tama na... masakit na lalamunan ko... sisinga na muna ako...<br /><br />tama na? gano'n kadali lang ba 'yon?... pinipilit lamang biglang tigilan... iwan ang bagay na pinagmulan... ang hirap... pa'no mo 'to nagagawa...<br /><br />mata koa ng linipi...<br />mata...<br />mata koa...<br />mata...<br />koa...<br />[tanga... singkit koa... walang mata]<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-114970203616508172?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1140269747745044562006-02-18T21:32:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.884+08:00phew... since when did i decided to blah,blah here???<br />wala lang... gusto ko lang mag-type... bkit masama ba?<br />hayyy...<br />>nawalan ako ng pera... [ninakawan ako]<br />>may exam sa histo.[hindi pa ako nagbabasa...]<br />>61 ober 80 [math17, (oo ulet!)]<br />>nadaganan ng parabola<br />>kulang ng tulog sa gabi[sobra ng tulog sa umaga]<br />>nawalan ng relo[burara? nah... tanga lang talaga...]<br />>nanganganib dahil walang 30 ang pebrero[28 lang, eh 18 na ngayon...]<br />>nasugatan ako...pisikal at emosyonal[may sugat ako sa siko, may hiwa yung puso ko...]<br />>nag-beybi freeze at "puson-on-elbow" stunt...[headstand pa pala... awts...]<br />>eyon plaks....[nasaktan tuloy ako...]<br />>namimiss kita..[ikaw,yung hindi ko nakita... dati... pangsyam]<br />>may hinahanap ako... [nakita ko, pero gusto ko pa makita... kaya hinanap ko ulit...]<br />>dalawa mahal ko... [awts >.<]<br />hiling::paramita<br />nahihirapan na ang aking isip<br />nauubusan na ng sasabihin sa iyo<br />nanlalamig na ba ang pag-ibig mo sa 'kin, giliw...<br />nalilito ako,<br />nais kong sagipin ang ating nalulunod na pag-ibig<br />ngunit handa akong palayain ka<br />kung ito ang iyong hiling<br />gaano man kasakit sa akin<br />ibibigay sa'yo<br />ang tanging pakiusap lang<br />wag mo akong kalimutan<br />kay rami nang nagdaan<br />na pagsubok sa 'ting pag-ibig<br />kakayanin pa kayang mabawi pa<br />ang mga nasabi nang masasakit na salita<br />kung ito ang iyong hiling<br />gaano man kasakit sa akin, ibibigay sa'yo<br />nanlalamig na bang pag-ibig mo<br />nanlalamig na bang pag-ibig mo<br />nanlalamig na bang pag-ibig mo<br />nanlalamig na bang pag-ibig mo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-114026974774504456?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1132575144368899452005-11-21T19:58:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.884+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">ok... let the blogging begin...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">supposedly,last saturday... nov. 18... i would be playin' my heart out for our college's basketball game...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">but because we have a freakin' <strong>lok'bu</strong> system... the whole freshmen team didn't have the chance to play...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">why? because... our game was moved towards the next day... <strong>SUNDAY!</strong>... </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">and because <strong>GOD is got tired after working from Monday to Saturday... He rested on SUNDAY... </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">i think... SUNDAY is the best time to rest... <strong>AT HOME...</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">so... we got pissed off big time...<img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/die.gif" /></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></strong><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">lam mo yun?! gigising ka ng saksakan ng aga para makarating ng maaga sa school... pupunta ka ng <strong>DELPAN</strong>[tondo] para maglaro ng basketball... that's the main reason... and then they're gonna tell you that... the faculty wanted to play sa our game would be transferred tomorrow... talk about <strong>SCHEDULE</strong>...<img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/WHYYOU.gif" /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">we didn't show up the next day... so the sophomores won... by <strong>DEFAULT</strong>...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">yun... that's it... bottom line... i should not expect much from this kind of <strong>UNIVERSITY</strong>...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">hayyy...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/ANIM37.gif" /><br />badtrip!!!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-113257514436889945?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1131093418088572672005-11-04T16:33:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.884+08:00<table cellpadding="20" align="center"><tbody><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tr><td align="middle"><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><b>Hippie</b><br />You are 28% Rational, 57% Extroverted, 14% Brutal, and 42% Arrogant. </span></span></span></td></tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">You are the Hippie! Characterized by a strong sense of extroversion, irrationality, gentleness, and humility, you no doubt frolic through fields preaching peace and love to all! You are probably either very spiritual or needlessly paranoid about "the man", like most hippies, as a result of your focus on intuition and feelings over cold, brutal logic. You are also very, very social. And like any hippie who would have no qualms about hitchiking across the country just to meet some interesting people, you also love to interact with others, even complete strangers. Because we know most any hippie is peace-loving and humble, it stands to reason that you, as well, are terribly gentle and humble, almost to the point of revulsion. Your carefree attitude of peace and harmony is probably very, very sickening to realists or cynics or anyone who isn't a hippie, to tell the truth. In short, your personality is defective because you are overly emotional, extroverted, gentle, and humble--thus making you an annoying hippie. And you listen to psychadelic rock and smoke a whole lot of pot. Okay, maybe not, but I wouldn't be surprised if you did.<br /></span><p><br /><p><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><b>To put it less negatively:</b><br /></span></span></span><p><i><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">1. You are more INTUITIVE than rational.<br /></span><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">2. You are more EXTROVERTED than introverted.<br /></span><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">3. You are more GENTLE than brutal.<br /></span><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">4. You are more HUMBLE than arrogant.</span></i><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"><br /></span><p><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><b>Compatibility:</b><br /></span></span></span><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Your exact opposite is the </span><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=0&score2=100&amp;score3=100"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Sociopath</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">.<br /></span><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Other personalities you would probably get along with are the </span><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=100&score2=0&amp;score3=0"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Hand-Raiser</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">, the </span><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=100&score2=0&amp;score3=100"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Televangelist</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">, and the </span><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=0&score2=0&amp;score3=0"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Robot</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">.<br /></span><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">*<br /></span><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">*<br /></span><p><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><i>If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42% Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well. Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored near fifty percent for certain traits.</i><br /></span></span></span><p><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><b>The other personality types:</b><br /></span></span></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=0&score2=0&amp;score3=0"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Emo Kid</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=0&score2=0&amp;score3=100"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Starving Artist</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=0&score2=100&amp;score3=0"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Bitch-Slap</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=0&score2=100&amp;score3=100"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Brute</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=100&score2=0&amp;score3=0"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Hippie</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=100&score2=0&amp;score3=100"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Televangelist</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=100&score2=100&amp;score3=0"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Schoolyard Bully</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=0&amp;score1=100&score2=100&amp;score3=100"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Class Clown</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=0&score2=0&amp;score3=0"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Robot</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=0&score2=0&amp;score3=100"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Haughty Intellectual</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=0&score2=100&amp;score3=0"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Spiteful Loner</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=0&score2=100&amp;score3=100"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Sociopath</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=100&score2=0&amp;score3=0"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Hand-Raiser</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=100&score2=0&amp;score3=100"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Braggart</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=100&score2=100&amp;score3=0"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Capitalist Pig</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.</i><br /></span><p><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&score0=100&amp;score1=100&score2=100&amp;score3=100"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Smartass</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">: <i>Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.</i> </span></p></td></tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td align="middle"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"><img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/users/156/664/1566642811609810544/mt1114812131.jpg" /> </span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><br /><br /><table cellpadding="20"><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tbody><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td><span id="comparisonarea"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people <i>your age and gender</i>:<br /></span><blockquote><br /><table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tbody><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td valign="center"><br /><table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bg border="0" style="color:black;"><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tbody><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td width="23" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"><img alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /></span></a></td><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td width="127" bgcolor="white"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"><img alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /></span></a></td></tr></tbody></table></td><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td valign="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">You scored higher than <b>15%</b> on <b>Rationality</b></span></span></span></td></tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td valign="center"><br /><table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bg border="0" style="color:black;"><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tbody><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td width="87" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"><img alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /></span></a></td><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td width="63" bgcolor="white"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"><img alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /></span></a></td></tr></tbody></table></td><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td valign="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">You scored higher than <b>58%</b> on <b>Extroversion</b></span></span></span></td></tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td valign="center"><br /><table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bg border="0" style="color:black;"><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tbody><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td width="12" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"><img alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /></span></a></td><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td width="138" bgcolor="white"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"><img alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /></span></a></td></tr></tbody></table></td><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td valign="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">You scored higher than <b>8%</b> on <b>Brutality</b></span></span></span></td></tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td valign="center"><br /><table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="0" bg border="0" style="color:black;"><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tbody><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><tr><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td width="65" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"><img alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /></span></a></td><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td width="85" bgcolor="white"><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"><img alt="free online dating" src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" /></span></a></td></tr></tbody></table></td><span style="color:#6633ff;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span></span><td valign="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">You scored higher than <b>43%</b> on <b>Arrogance</b></span></span></span></td></tr></tbody></table></blockquote></span></td></tr></tbody></table><table cellpadding="20"><tbody><tr><td><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Link: </span><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=4741219933576750506"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">The Personality Defect Test</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"> written by </span><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=1566642811609810544"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">saint_gasoline</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"> on </span><a href="http://www.okcupid.com"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">Ok Cupid</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">, home of the </span><a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;">32-Type Dating Test</span></a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-113109341808857267?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1130241404309259922005-10-25T19:48:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.884+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;">...back in the blogging zone... wahehehe!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">my first ever semestral break is spent by...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">>eating junk foods whenever i want</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">>staying-up late</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">>watching every single show of (at primetime) PBB</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">>day dreaming...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">>ZzZZzzzzzz....</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">>editing my friendster account...</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">>and a lot of laziness</span> to top the whole thing up...<br /><br />boring!...<br />hehehe...<br /><br />nah... just super chillin' before another semestral hell...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-113024140430925992?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1122803783922614402005-07-31T17:53:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.885+08:00<em>it's been a while...</em><br /><br />nope.. 'am not singin'... just bloggin'...<br /><br />busy for dep. exams.. quizes.. etc..<br /><br />hehe.. bb...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-112280378392261440?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1119577689317474122005-06-24T09:31:00.000+08:002010-11-26T08:47:06.885+08:00phew... it's been like almost two months since i have been shootin' hoops...<br /><br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/lebron.jpg" alt="LebrOn" width="500" height="100" /><br /><div align="left"><br />i never thought this numb phalanges would ever work again...yet they never failed to bring up the ball and fire away shots that went "swish" inside the<br />ring... well yeah... i comitted a FEW misses... but from the way i played today... who CARES<br />about those missed shots! i scored big jumpshots... a couple of lay-ups and two fiery hot 3<br />points... beat that!... haha.. i'm getting carried away by these basketball stuff...</div><div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/MWAHAHAA.gif" alt="mwahahaha!" /></div><br />yeah... from my physique... i am honestly speaking that i do lack height...but i do double efforts in running back and forth from 1 hoop to another, guarding and<br />stealing... i'm a pretty good shooter if i would say so myself... my cousins and i used to<br />form this "SHOHOKU-KAINAN-SHOYU-RYONAN" team of ours... my biggest cousin as...<br />AKAGI-MAKI... his brother as UZOMI- ... and me as RYOTA-MITSUI...well... you get the point 'ayt?<br /><br />PoinT GuarD.. pretty big responsibility...you know their job ryt? no need for the "blaH,BLAH.."<br />'nuf with the basketball blah-blah's...<br /><br />3rd week.. once agin is incomplete... i mean.. four days of schooling.. not five... i don't<br />really know if i would be happy or sad about it... but yeah 70 percent of me is yelling for<br />a celebration...<br /><br />i really coming out of my shell now... you know showing who i really am... LOUD... HYPER...<br />and all that... give me a few more time... you'll see those weird dance moves i used to do a<br />lot when i'm ecstatic... i used to do those a lot when i was in high school...<br /><br /><div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/linkz.jpg" alt="CNSHS seniors_2k5" height="100" width="130" /><br />God, i miss my troop in high school...</div><div align="center">chelle[ate hehe],</div><div align="center">kiallen[4 years? sawa? hinde!],</div><div align="center">yey[k'musta ka naman?],</div><div align="center">kathy[ikaw nga],</div><div align="center">sawuy[package deal],</div><div align="center">jenna[two eyes],</div><div align="center">j'fer[bujeifer!],</div><div align="center">budei[mommy babes!],</div><div align="center">anka[seatmate]...</div><br />FRESHMEN NIGHT.. is coming pretty fast by beloved blockmates... and yet i am the only one<br />worrying what to do on that night...[yeah, ikaw din blockhead..] in simple words... WALA PA<br />TAYONG IPRE-PRESENT!!!<br /><div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/dancing_dude.gif" alt="oh yeah!" /></div><br />hehehe...<br />peace out! \m/<br /><div align="center"><br />-----linya-----</div><div align="center">i am all alone without you...</div><div align="center">my days are dark without the glimpse of you...</div><div align="center">now that you came into my life...</div><div align="center">i feel complete...</div><div align="center">the flowers bloom...</div><div align="center">the morning shines...</div><div align="center">and i can see...</div><div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/e43cd79b.gif" alt="mwah!" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-111957768931747412?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1119418944773000312005-06-22T13:15:00.000+08:002005-06-22T13:42:24.780+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">hindi ko alam kung guto ninyo akong makilala...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">marahil... yung mga taong sobra kong pinapahalagahan ay alam kung anong maaring maging consequence kung makilala ninyo ako ng.... totohanan... tipong... i'm revealing every detail ng aking buhay...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">may halong PROS... at CONS... obvious naman yung PROS na nakukuha nila... pero yung CONS ang matindi...kasi pagdating doon... serious subjects ang kinakaharap nila... kaya nga abot-abot an pasasalamat ko na talagang kinilala nila kung SINO ang taong AKO... buong-buo nilang NILAMON ang KATOTOHANAN... kaya naman kapag sila na ang may kailangan... hindi ako nagaatubiling makipag-unahan sa pugtulong... dahil sobrang laking bagay yung binigay nila sa akin... bearing the PAIN with me... SHOCK ABSORBERS ko... PLANGGANA na sumasalo sa bawat luha kong pumapatak... kaya hindi ako nagsisissing.... pinapahalagahan ko sila ng ganito... they deserve it... 'dba?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">isang taon na kasi.... kaya bibigyan ko kayo ng tribute..... dun sa isang taong... sinamahan NINYO... KAMI...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">salamat...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">kilala ninyo kung sino kayo...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">sama-sama naman kayo ngayong college...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">yung dalawang tagabantay ko sa KANYA ngayon... maraming salamat....</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">------------linya------------</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">you should not let the moment pass us by...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">life's too short...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">you should not wait for the water to run dry...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">think about it...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">coz we only have one chance at destiny...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">all i'm asking...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">could it possibly be you and me?....</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/takemahhand.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-111941894477300031?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1119088514120333602005-06-18T17:37:00.000+08:002005-06-18T17:55:14.456+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">i'm on the verge of breaking down.......... T_T</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">imagine... missing one heck of a chance to glance or even make eye-to-eye contact with one of the most popular(and cute) vocalists of OPM today...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">may autograph signing kasi sa SM Manila... HALE!... oo,HALE!!! [sayang 'di ba?]</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">my heart jumped as i read the print-ad... kaya lang my heart broke.. after a few seconds of realizing that i need to get home by 6:00 or 7:00 pm... hayyy....</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">buti may desididong pumunta dun.... ehehehe... si 'bru' na patuloy pa rin akong tinatawag na 'mascot'... binigay ko yung "ispanjbab" na hanky ko at pinahiram ko ng pentel pen... [oh,'di ba? hindi ready?] pinapapunasan ko sa kanya ang perspiration ni "champ" ehehehe... sana makaabot siya noh? pray tayo... lol....</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">i'm piled with assigments and a report on history 1... </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">hayyy... yet i know i shant complain... dahil mas madami pang itatambak diyan...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">-------linya-------</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">think of KiARLA...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">laugh... don't cry...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">you know, I want it that way.... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/ideserve.gif" alt="T_T" /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-111908851412033360?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1119012598753568192005-06-17T20:21:00.001+08:002005-06-17T20:49:58.756+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">2nd week???? </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">weeeeeeeeeeeeeee...<img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/hyper.gif" /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">ehehehe... ang saya hindi ba?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">gulo ko kasi nung acquiantance... </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">ehehehe...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mascot daw ako sabi ni meg at bru...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">waaaaaaaaaa...<img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/WHYYOU.gif" /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">wakekeke....</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">yun lang...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mas madaming assignments din pala...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">islash gee gee!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">islash heh!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">out!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">-----linya----</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">i know i'm not the one you're thinking of...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">can i DIE for you?...</span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><div align="center"><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/HELL.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-111901259875356819?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1119012053360331832005-06-17T20:21:00.000+08:002005-06-17T20:40:53.366+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">2nd week???? </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">weeeeeeeeeeeeeee...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">ehehehe... ang saya hindi ba?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">gulo ko kasi nung acquiantance... </span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">ehehehe...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mascot daw ako sabi ni meg at bru...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">waaaaaaaaaa...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">wakekeke....</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">yun lang...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">mas madaming assignments din pala...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">islash gee gee!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">islash heh!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">out!</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">-----linya----</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">i know i'm not the one you're thinking of...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">can i DIE for you?...</span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-111901205336033183?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1118418286619937692005-06-10T23:28:00.000+08:002005-06-11T22:35:18.126+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">phew... dis week was fast...<br />ang dami ko na ding kilala sa mga ka-blockmates ko... saya nga eh..<br />medyo close na di kami kahit papano... hehe..<br />kakapagod... we have assignments already which means.. things are going to get down right serious when it comes to our acads... hayyy... </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">astig nga itong bock namin isipin mo.. in a minimal amount of time... medyo close na kami kahit papano... may yahoo groups na kami... [thanks to our blockhead..] astig 'di ba?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">no match yata ang ibang freshies sa block namin... not to brag.. sobrang enjoy kasi kapag nandito ka...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">rock on mga b.s.i.p!!!<br /><br />blockmates...happy weekend sa inyo!!!<br /><br />alang pasok sa monday....<br /><br />hehe...<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">wala nga pala akong magawa...</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/9efcf949.jpg" width="200" /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">the best meryenda in dah wOrLd...</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;"><img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/38daa4ed.jpg" width="200" /></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><span style="font-family:arial;">finished reading these books... on my way to finish "the da vinci code"</span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">peace out mga cute... \m/<br /><br />-------linya-------<br />to be is all i gotta be....</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-111841828661993769?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1117436368041344232005-05-30T14:28:00.000+08:002005-05-30T14:59:28.046+08:00i am now spending my last week sa aming bahay...<br />dahil mangingibang bahay na ako.... wakekeke....<br /><br />bumili ako ng ORIG na cd ng "mayonnaise"!!! ang saya... hehehe...nagpunta kami ng ATC[alabang town center] kaya pumunta ako ng tower records...final na kasi ang decision ko na bumili ng cd ng mayo... umutang pa nga ako kay mommy... wakekeke.... ang astig kasi... OUT OF STOCK na daw ang cd's ng mayo... waw! ang lupit talaga! so... nagmadali na akong pumunta sa odyssey to avail one original copy of mayonnaise... last three cd's na lang yung nakita ko sa rack... kaya i considered my self lucky enough to support mayonnaise... pag-uwi ko... sinalpak ko na kagad yung cd sa cd player ko... hehehe... saya...\m/<br /><br />sa gunbound naman... pinagaaralan ko munang mabuti gamitin yung aduka... ang lakas pala nun... malupit... hehehe... double hammer pa din... pero ayos lang konting gp na lang... level up na ako...<br /><br />natapos ko na din basahin itong ang mga aklat na ito...<br />yung mythology... wala... peyborit subject ko yan eh... pati norse meron din...yung series of unfortunate events... nakakamatay... hehehe... nakakaloko ang story... one seating lang talaga!!! lupit...<br /><br />i'll be starting to read "da vinci code" medyo malupit yung book na yun kaya... naghahanda na ako... hehehe...<br /><br />so far yan lang ang mga na-accomplish ko...<br /><br />-----linya-----<br />you're my angel...<br /> in my own heaven...<br /> life is a miracle...<br />it's so surprising...<br />uninviting...<br />i'll never be alone...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-111743636804134423?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1117082014226222442005-05-26T12:20:00.000+08:002005-05-26T12:44:36.710+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">ok.. bago ang aking blog kaya... bagong post dapat...<br /><br />ang pinakamahalagang nagawa ko so far is....<br />sumali ako sa ONE... yung nasa MTV...<br />yung nagsasalita si brad pitt...<br />si p.diddy... si jamie fox...etc...<br /><br />yon... sali ka din...[may link ako diyan somewhere]<br /><br /><img style="WIDTH: 321px; HEIGHT: 162px" height="196" alt="one" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/bigband.jpg" width="351" /><br />ang porma noh?<br />sana may ganyan din ako... kaya lang... ala akong pera...<br />ibili ninyo ng ako...<br /><br />ehto pa pala isa kong ginawa....<br /><img alt="alas dos:00" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/dos.jpg" /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-111708201422622244?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1114768349090644462005-04-29T17:41:00.000+08:002005-04-29T18:41:36.073+08:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">hmmm...ano nga bang ginawa ko... </span><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">i went to UP Manila.. para kumuha ng Advance Placement Exam... Comm 1 nung WEd. sobrang hirap!!! isipin mo... 30 paragraphs ng essay.. should be outlined in two-levels... gagawa ng precis(whatever that is...) tsaka praphrasing... nalusaw ang brain cells ko... eh,once na mamtay na ang isang brain cell... hindi na ito mag-reregenerate... kaya naman nung nagaral ako the next day... kokonti lang ang naalala ko... puro nasa isip ko tuloy eh... ang INIT INIT talaga nun araw na yon... TUMATAGAKTAK ang pawis ko... so HOT talaga... so... when i took the APE for math... medyo nakasagot ko.. pero... 1 problem lang ang sigurado ako sa sagot kahjit hindi ko nagamitan ng solusyon... ehto yun eh:<br /><br />A group composed of 14 people went to cinema 1. Adults should pay 2.50, students 1.50 and children 1.00. They payed a total amount of 28.00. They went on to cinema 2. Here,adults should pay 4.00, students 2.00 and children 1.00. They payed a total amount of 42.00. How many of the 14 people were adults,students and children....???<br /><br />HAH! beat that! cge i-solve mo nga...<br /><br />if you want to know the answer o correct your answer...leave a message at my yahoomessenger account.. </span></span><a href="mailto:the9th_thoia@yahoo.com"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;">the9th_thoia@yahoo.com</span></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"> </span><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">be sure to introduce yourself...<br /></span><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">=========================linya======================= </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">fear of rejection...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">kept my love inside...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">i told you ididn't want you...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">but i lied... </span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">i can't forethink i'm crazy...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">it doesn't matter if it turns out bad...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">i have no fear of losing you...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;">you cant lose what you have never had.... </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:100%;"><img alt="patayan na!!!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/yak.gif" /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-111476834909064446?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1113615213460665682005-04-16T09:31:00.000+08:002005-04-17T18:11:37.870+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">tapos na... graduate na ako...<br /><br />all four years of my life in cavite national high school... is over...<br />parting ways with my alma mater... gives great pain and great rhapsody...<br /><br />memories... that i thought was never to be looked back are reminisced...<br />friends... are now of greater value...<br />simple things.. are now antiques tagged with high prices...<br />lessons... are now bullets for our battle in college...<br /><br />i never thought that i would be very emotional that night...<br />but i can never hide the feeling...<br />tears flowed through my dash-like eyes... i was confused whether it was tears of joy or tears of sadness..<br />whatever those tears meant... i didn't care...<br />what important was the feeling of happiness and melancholy at the same time...<br /><br />happy...for all the frustrations and pains of being a high school student is over...<br /><br />melancholic.. for all the frustrations and pains i've been through are over... and can never be replayed...they were now important to me... they helped me grow... forming a human like me...<br /><br />friends...<br />they were the main reason why tears flowed out...<br />one friend hugged me and shared her thoughts of what its gonna be like without me...<br />she was crying...<br />i being sentimental... let my tears flow...<br /><br />i was so grateful... hearing such words...<br />so... i myself traversed the crowded path through the field... looking for my friends...<br /><br />they.. who i have shared all my ups and downs... the people behind me... the people who laghed at my most corny jokes... who cried with me when the pain inside me was unbearable...<br /><br />i hugged them... let out all the things i wanted to say to them...<br /><br />one weird yet memorable event was special that night...<br />as i was thanking him, my four year classmate... and my partner through all the trippings and hardships...of all the years being together... i shook his hand... yet it seemed to be insufficient to express the way we feel... so we both decided to embrace the moment... it was weird.. coz we were never used to it... memorable for... it was the thing we needed to do... to say a thousand word essay about the whole story of our friendship...<br /><br />then i.. grabbed all the courage…<br />walked the path once again…<br />i found her…<br />grabbed her hand.. and lead the way out of the crowd…<br />i hugged her… she knew what i thinking.. i kew it…. knowing her through the times we’ve been together…<br />and… from then on.. tears once again flowed… words and thoughts were let out…<br /><br />that felt good… it was the only words i can say after such moments…<br /></span></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;">.:linya:.<br />as we leave you… we partake…<br />sentimental memories of time…<br />and as new challenges deviate…<br />we can face them, you’re our paradigm….<br />forward we march but do look back behind…<br />we will once…and forever…<br />share each moment we’ve been together…<br />science high school we… will forever be your sage…<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-111361521346066568?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1113615068033007822005-04-16T09:22:00.000+08:002005-04-16T09:31:08.036+08:00<div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">tapos na... graduate na ako...<br /><br />all four years of my life in cavite national high school... is over...<br />parting ways with my alma mater... gives great pain and great rhapsody...<br /><br />memories... that i thought was never to be looked back are reminisced...<br />friends... are now of greater value...<br />simple things.. are now antiques tagged with high prices...<br />lessons... are now bullets for our battle in college...<br /><br />i never thought that i would be very emotional that night...<br />but i can never hide the feeling...<br />tears flowed through my dash-like eyes... i was confused whether it was tears of joy or tears of sadness..<br />whatever those tears meant... i didn't care...<br />what important was the feeling of happiness and melancholy at the same time...<br /><br />happy...for all the frustrations and pains of being a high school student is over...<br /><br />melancholic.. for all the frustrations and pains i've been through are over... and can never be replayed...they were now important to me... they helped me grow... forming a human like me...<br /><br />friends...<br />they were the main reason why tears flowed out...<br />one friend hugged me and shared her thoughts of what its gonna be like without me...<br />she was crying...<br />i being sentimental... let my tears flow...<br /><br />i was so grateful... hearing such words...<br />so... i myself traversed the crowded path through the field... looking for my friends...<br /><br />they.. who i have shared all my ups and downs... the people behind me... the people who laghed at my most corny jokes... who cried with me when the pain inside me was unbearable...<br /><br />i hugged them... let out all the things i wanted to say to them...<br /><br />one weird yet memorable event was special that night...<br />as i was thanking him, my four year classmate... and my partner through all the trippings and hardships...of all the years being together... i shook his hand... yet it seemed to be insufficient to express the way we feel... so we both decided to embrace the moment... it was weird.. coz we were never used to it... memorable for... it was the thing we needed to do... to say a thousand word essay about the whole story of our friendship...<br /><br />then i.. grabbed all the courage…<br />walked the path once again…<br />i found her…<br />grabbed her hand.. and lead the way out of the crowd…<br />i hugged her… she knew what i thinking.. i kew it…. knowing her through the times we’ve been together…<br />and… from then on.. tears once again flowed… words and thoughts were let out…<br /><br />"that felt good…" it was the only words i can say... after all those moments...<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">x-====linya====-x<br />as we leave you… we partake…<br />sentimental memories of time…<br />and as new challenges deviate…<br />we can face them, you’re our paradigm….<br />forward we march but do look back behind…<br />we will once…and forever…<br />share each moment we’ve been together…<br />science high school we… will forever be your sage…<br /></span> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-111361506803300782?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1110093073986271692005-03-06T14:41:00.000+08:002005-03-06T15:11:14.030+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><img height="243" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/093a97db.jpg" width="339" /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">4-Hydrogen [alex,wuy,jewel,angeline,anka,chantelle,almeli]<br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="WIDTH: 307px; HEIGHT: 317px" height="317" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/duncnjay.jpg" width="265" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="WIDTH: 333px; HEIGHT: 340px" height="340" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/dunc3.jpg" width="256" /><br /><br />original and first hand ang mga piktyur na yan not from any other sources but ....ME!<br />.............................................................................<br />damin' nangyari...<br />>> short replay...<br />..>southborder comcert at viewsite Tagaytay<br />..>pasado sa UPCAT pero DSWS [asa ka pa!]<br />..>just browsing around friendster and saw my former classmates<br />..>just bought GRAND THEFT AUTO Vice City CD para makapaglaro...[too voilent! yey!]<br />..>nag-floorwax ng room<br />..>our new puppy just came and named HIM.... PUPAY!!!<br /><br />..............................................................................<br />yun lang yata...<br />kung may nakalimmutan man ako... so WAT! nyahahaha!<br /><br />my plans for the rest of the month are:<br /><>defend my research<br /><>finish GTA Vice City!!!<br /><>magouting kasama ang tropa<br /><>manuod ng SIMPLE PLAN AT AVRIL conzert [plan lang!!!]<br /><>matulog para lumaki<br /><>gawa ng projects<br /><>etc...<br /><br />wala akong magawa noh?!<br />'ge babay!<br />\m/_ </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-111009307398627169?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1108183570575991962005-02-12T12:25:00.000+08:002005-02-12T12:46:10.576+08:00i saw this picture at yahoo... and got interested...<br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/rodman.jpg" /><br /><br /><br />ano ito?<br /><br />simple..<br /><br />This baaasketball superstar bares it all for the sake of advertising or should i say advocate PETA(People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals)... This picture shows that we don't have to get animal skin or fur just to coveer our skin or in other wordds "wear them"... Kaya "naked" so Rodman...<br /><br />I agree with such concept... pero hindi ako popose ng nakaganyan noh?!?!?!<br />=========================<br />To Do:<br />>tula sa Filipino<br />>mga gawain sa Filipino<br />>card for valentine's day<br />>origin ng valentine's (research)<br />>get ready for SOUTH BORDER'S CONCERT! \m/_<br />>display board...<br />>magpadevelope ng pictures...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-110818357057599196?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1107575599325364812005-02-05T11:43:00.000+08:002005-02-05T12:02:23.516+08:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;">can you handle LIFE?!?!?!?!</span> <br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></span></span> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">tignan natin...</span></span></span> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">you'll resist... i'm telling you...</span> <br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> <br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">totoo lahat yan...</span> </span> <br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> <br /><img height="143" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/titre.jpg" width="465" /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><img style="WIDTH: 469px; HEIGHT: 688px" height="697" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/teen2.jpg" width="663" /> <img style="WIDTH: 465px; HEIGHT: 505px" height="664" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/teen.jpg" width="774" /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><img style="WIDTH: 458px; HEIGHT: 409px" height="462" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/laman2.jpg" width="362" /> </span> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/fetus.jpg" /> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> <br /><span style="font-size:130%;">now... </span><span style="font-size:180%;">CAN YOU HANDLE LIFE?!</span> <br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">that's life no doubt... kasi minsan masyado tayong optimistic na we tend to forget the other side of life.... kaya yan... hidi tayo sanay....</span> <br /> <br /> <br /></span><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-110757559932536481?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1107342934006163192005-02-02T18:29:00.000+08:002005-02-02T19:22:22.780+08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">____________________________________</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Last S0ng Syndr0m</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">____________________________________</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">"Only One"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Broken this fragile thing now</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">And I've thrown my words all around</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">But I can't, I can't give you a reason</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I</span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">feel so broken up (so broken up)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">And I give up (I give up) </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I just want to tell you so you know</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">You are my only one</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I let go, there's just no one that gets me like you do</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">You are my only, my only one</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Made my mistakes, let you down</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">And I can't, I can't hold on for too long</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Ran my whole life in the ground</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">And something's breaking up (breaking up)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I feel like giving up (like giving up)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I won't walk out until you know</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">You are my only one</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">I let go, there's just no one who gets me like you do</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">You are my only, my only one</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Here I go so dishonestly</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Leave a note for you my only one</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">And I know you can see right through me</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">So let me go and you will find someone</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">You are my only oneI let go, there's just no one, no one like you</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">You are my only, my only one</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">My only one</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">My only one</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">My only one</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">You are my only, my only one</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">____________________________________</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">what if?...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">malaking laro...o video game lang ang AmF! na buhay natin?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">would you care...? hehe... wala lang...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">isipin mo kung isang laro lang ito na parang... SIMS, Red ALert, Age of Empires, Harvest Moon, Command and Conquer, Counter Strike, RagnaroK... at kung ano-ano pang laro na maiisip mong mairerelate mo sa buhay natin ngayon...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>SIMS</strong>- kasi siyempre... ang SIMS ay para sa "simulation" ginagaya lang nito ang buhay natin...sort of like that... nandyan ang pan-liligaw,pagaasawa, pag-gawa ng anak, mastubation("vibrate"), pagkha ng trabaho, parties, swimming pool, occupations, family friends...etc. pero pano kung ang buong akala nating tayo ang naglalaro... ay tayo pala ang character sa laro na ito...</span></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>Age of Empires</strong>- kasi diba sa Age of Empires... makikita ang pinaka-evolution ng tao.. from stone age hanggang sa moden times...[type noyung howdoyouturnthisthingoff" (yan yata...not sure) may lalabas na kotse sa game mo] dito, may mga naglalaban laban na mga teams para magsakupan.... SOUNDS FAMILIAR?!?!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>Harvest Moon</strong>- ito ang tanging RPG [role playing game] na alam kong walang kaviolence-violence! asin wala talaga!!! dito, isa kang farmer... yung lolo mo namatay ay pinamana sayo yung farm... etc.etc.... dito... ang character mo ay isang lalaki na pinagyayamang mabuti ang kanyang namanang luapain... AsTiG diba?! makatotothanan!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>Command and Conquer, CS, Red Alert</strong>- siyempre... ang mga larong hinango sa mga bakbakan ng mga tangke, tao, eroplano, submarino, dolpin, oktopus, tanya, conscript, terorista, SAS, at mga taong pwede mong patayin ng wala kamalay-malay... sa mga taong nasa tamang kaisipan man o hinde ay marahil George Bush at si Bin Laden ay isa sa mga pinakakilalang taong nagsimula ng mga mala-RED ALERT na sigalot.... parang totoong buhay nanaman!!!!!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>Ragnarok</strong>- aba siyempre... true to life din ang Ragnarok... hango nga ito sa Norse mythology eh!.. ibig sabihin makatototng buhay nga ito sa kabila ng pghahango nito sa Norse mythology... syempre... nandyan ang scamming na part na ng buhay ng mga lang'yang mga manlolokong salesman... ang mga hackerz! (AMF!) siyempre... kailangan yan! sa mga top sekwet na misyon na napapanood natin sa mga hightech na pelikula ay maririnig niyo siguro ang staement na ito... "yah, i think i can HACK their computer"... parang ganyan... basta yung meaning ang importante!!! at siyempre... kapag meron sa pelikula... hindi malayo magkaroon sa tunay na buhay... nandiyan din ang... pag-upo,pag-lakad, pag-patay, pag-benta, pag-bili... Jupitel Thunder, Lord of Vermillion, Baphomet... (ay...! layo ko na pala...) oh,diba makatotohanan pa din!!!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">basta kapag nakatunganga ka lang habang... isipin mo kung pano nga kung tau-tauhan lang tayo sa mundo...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">pero kung salungat ka... tulad ng mga pilosopo.. iisipin mong... </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>"ang mga characters sa video games... wala emotions o feelings... ako na tunay na tao ay meron"...</strong></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">t</span><span style="font-family:Arial;">ama ka din syempre!!! walang duda... </span></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Arial;">ang point ko kasi eh...nagbibigay lang naman ako ng bagay na maari mong isipin bukod sa pagiging tao natin galing sa mga unggoy na sinabi ni Darwin... [na hanggang ngayon ay THEORY pa din...] isipin mo.. kung gusto mo... baka mag-enjoy ka...</span></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-110734293400616319?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1103300916706446422004-12-17T23:51:00.000+08:002005-02-05T11:36:12.443+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;">here i am again... in front of you... typing unspoken words... yet they shout a thousand words.. coming out of my little phallanges...</span> <br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> <br /><span style="font-family:arial;">blog hop.. hop.. hop...</span> <br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> <br /><span style="font-family:arial;">yun ang ginagawa ko ngayon... naghihintay ng patch ng ragnarok....</span> <br /><span style="font-family:arial;">nagiisip... ng mga bagay-bagay...</span> <br /> <br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">kay lalim........................ ng balon na pinapasok ko para intindihin ang isang bagay...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">isipin muna ang mga consequences para hindi mabigla sa pagdating nila...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">pero...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">sa kabila ng kalaliman ng balon na pinasok ko...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">sumablay ang plano... pero...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">on the lighter side... maganda yung nangyari...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">may natututnan nanaman ako...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">hindi pala lahat ng paghahanda mo ay masasabing mo na "HANDA AKO!"</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">dahil there re instances that...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">even the smallest hole becomes a crater...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">tapos na din ako mamili ng mga pang-ireregalo ko...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">sana magustuhan ninyo... mga bibigyan ko...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div> <br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">kung may magbibigay man ng regalo sa akin...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">simple na komplikadong bagay ang hinihiling ko...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">katahimikan...ninyong may alam...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">peace...sa mga kaaway ko at patuloy na nagaaway...</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">at yung pinagdadasal ko lagi...</span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="left"> <br /><span style="font-family:arial;">nagtitiis din ako ngayon at patuloy na naghihintay...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">para sa mga bagay bagay na nais kong matapos na at mag simula....</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><em><span style="font-family:arial;"><div align="center"> <br />We have been through a lot of shitty things <br />But look at us, we have been this strong… <br />We have endured enough sufferings <br />Creating a stronger edifice that can last long… <br /> <br />Though I hope all sufferings may soon be over… <br />Coz we both know that we’re both exhausted <br />From endeavors that continue to make us suffer… <br />And deteriorate us till the very end <br /> <br />But baby we can make it through <br />Coz we have it all, me and you <br />They shall envy us on how much we love each other… <br />Coz we know we’ll both be together forever…</div><div align="center"></span></em></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">sino nga bang gumawa niyan???</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:arial;">napulot ko lang kung saan yan....</span></div> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-110330091670644642?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1100265336545585992004-11-12T21:01:00.000+08:002004-11-12T21:15:36.546+08:00sa totoo lang... i'm too lazy creating blog entries right now.... wonder what came up and i started typing here.... <br />waaaaah.... <br />sem break... wala lang... TEN days na walang pasok...meaning hindi ko makikita si ALMELI!!! <br />hehehe.... ganun talaga... <br />research ko kamo?!?! gumawa na ko ng TAGS (waves a hand to sir moji! "meron na ko!!!").... hehehe.. <br />gagawa pa pala ako ng JOURNAL sa CHEMISTRY.... marami-rami din yun.... <br />MAY HOME READING REPORT NA KO!!!! siguro 4 days before the tentative submission na sinabi ni ma'am WENG nag-SUBMIT na ko!!! kaya medyo nabawasan ang aasikasuhin ko... <br />so...... what about my sem break...(hindi pa tapos....) <br />pumunta 'ko ng convention ng POGS...(wateber!!) kita ko si DA &amp; ALEX... <br />kumain ako ng ice cream dun... tapos... lakad... ikot... <br />here's the highlight of my day... I had to walk from PICC to HARISSON PLAZA... pretty far pero ayos lang... <br />tapos ragna ako sa mall (RoK on!)... gala.... 3 yung PUNKSHOP na nakita ko... dami ko gustong bilin... <br />kaya lang la akong pera kaya yun.... tapos... la na sinundo na kami ni daddy... nanuod ng TV na may CABLE (thank you!!!!) sa hotel... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-110026533654558599?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1099927971914973152004-11-08T23:25:00.000+08:002004-11-08T23:32:51.916+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">saw this laugh trip at one weird site.... <br /> <br /> <br /></span><p><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">50 Fun Things to Do in an Elevator <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />1. Make race car noises when anyone gets on or off. <br /> <br />2. Blow your nose and offer to show the contents of your kleenex <br /> <br />to other passengers. <br /> <br />3. Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering: <br /> <br />"Shut up, dammit, all of you just shut UP!" <br /> <br />4. Whistle the first seven notes of "It's a Small World" incessantly. <br /> <br />5. Sell Girl Scout cookies. <br /> <br />6. On a long ride, sway side to side at the natural frequency of the elevator. <br /> <br />7. Shave. <br /> <br />8. Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside ask: "Got enough air in there?" <br /> <br />9. Offer name tags to everyone getting on the elevator. Wear yours upside-down. <br /> <br />10. Stand silent and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off. <br /> <br />11. When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act embarrassed when they open by themselves. <br /> <br />12. Lean over to another passenger and whisper: "Noogie patrol coming!" <br /> <br />13. Greet everyone getting on the elevator with a warm handshake and ask them to call you Admiral. <br /> <br />14. One word: Flatulence! <br /> <br />15. On the highest floor, hold the door open and demand that it stay open until you hear the penny you dropped down the <br /> <br />shaft go "plink" at the bottom. <br /> <br />16. Do Tai Chi exercises. <br /> <br />17. Stare, grinning, at another passenger for a while, and then announce: "I've got new socks on!" <br /> <br />18. When at least 8 people have boarded, moan from the back: <br /> <br />"Oh, not now, damn motion sickness!" <br /> <br />19. Give religious tracts to each passenger. <br /> <br />20. Meow occassionally. <br /> <br />21. Bet the other passengers you can fit a quarter in your nose. <br /> <br />22. Frown and mutter "gotta go, gotta go" then sigh and say "oops!" <br /> <br />23. Show other passengers a wound and ask if it looks infected. <br /> <br />24. Sing "Mary had a little lamb" while continually pushing buttons. <br /> <br />25. Holler "Chutes away!" whenever the elevator descends. <br /> <br />26. Walk on with a cooler that says "human head" on the side. <br /> <br />27. Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce "You're <br /> <br />one of THEM!" and move to the far corner of the elevator. <br /> <br />28. Burp, and then say "mmmm...tasty!" <br /> <br />29. Leave a box between the doors. <br /> <br />30. Ask each passenger getting on if you can push the button for them. <br /> <br />31. Wear a puppet on your hand and talk to other passengers "through" it. <br /> <br />32. Start a sing-along. <br /> <br />33. When the elevator is silent, look around and ask "is that your beeper?" <br /> <br />34. Play the harmonica. <br /> <br />35. Shadow box. <br /> <br />36. Say "Ding!" at each floor. <br /> <br />37. Lean against the button panel. <br /> <br />38. Say "I wonder what all these do" and push the red buttons. <br /> <br />39. Listen to the elevator walls with a stethoscope. <br /> <br />40. Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the <br /> <br />other passengers that this is your "personal space." <br /> <br />41. Bring a chair along. <br /> <br />42. Take a bite of a sandwich and ask another passenger: "Wanna see wha in muh mouf?" <br /> <br />43. Blow spit bubbles. <br /> <br />44. Pull your gum out of your mouth in long strings. <br /> <br />45. Announce in a demonic voice: "I must find a more suitable host body." <br /> <br />46. Carry a blanket and clutch it protectively. <br /> <br />47. Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button. <br /> <br />48. Wear "X-Ray Specs" and leer suggestively at other passengers. <br /> <br />49. Stare at your thumb and say "I think it's getting larger." <br /> <br />50. If anyone brushes against you, recoil and holler "Bad touch!" <br /></span></p> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-109992797191497315?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1098964853564759652004-10-28T19:49:00.000+08:002004-10-28T20:00:53.563+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">you have lost your way... <br />so did i... <br /> <br />heto daw ako... <br /> <br /> <br /></span><a href="http://bbspot.com/News/2003/01/os_quiz.php"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><img height="90" alt="You are Debian Linux. People have difficulty getting to know you. Once you finally open your shell they're apt to love you." src="http://www.bbspot.com/Images/News_Features/2003/01/os_quiz/debian.jpg" width="300" border="0" /> <br />Which OS are You?</span></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"> <br /> <br />and here's something weird i found over the internet baka try ko sa inya kaya basahin ninyo... wakekeke! <br /> <br /> <br /><strong>50 WAYS TO CONFUSE, WORRY, OR JUST SCARE PEOPLE IN THE COMPUTER LAB</strong> <br />1. Log on, wait a sec, then get a frightened look on your face and <br />scream "Oh my God! They've found me!" and bolt. <br /> <br />2. Laugh uncontrollably for about 3 minutes & then suddenly stop <br />and look suspiciously at everyone who looks at you. <br /> <br />3. When your computer is turned off, complain to the monitor on <br />duty that you can't get the damn thing to work. After he/she's <br />turned it on, wait 5 minutes,turn it off again, &amp; repeat the <br />process for a good half hour. <br /> <br />4. Type frantically, often stopping to look at the person next to <br />you evily. <br /> <br />5. Before anyone else is in the lab, connect each computer to a <br />different screen than the one it's set up with. <br /> <br />6. Write a program that plays the "Smurfs" theme song and play <br />it at the highest volume possible over & over again. <br /> <br />7. Work normally for a while. Suddenly look amazingly startled <br />by something on the screen and crawl underneath the desk. <br /> <br />8. Ask the person next to you if they know how to tap into <br />top-secret Pentagon files. <br /> <br />9. Use Interactive Send to make passes at people you don't know. <br /> <br />10. Make a small ritual sacrifice to the computer before you turn <br />it on. <br /> <br />11. Bring a chainsaw, but don't use it. If anyone asks why you have <br />it, say "Just in case..." mysteriously. <br /> <br />12. Type on VAX for a while. Suddenly start cursing for 3 minutes <br />at everything bad about your life. Then stop and continue <br />typing. <br /> <br />13. Enter the lab, undress, and start staring at other people as <br />if they're crazy while typing. <br /> <br />14. Light candles in a pentagram around your terminal before <br />starting. <br /> <br />15. Ask around for a spare disk. Offer $2. Keep asking until <br />someone agrees. Then, pull a disk out of your fly and say, <br />"Oops, I forgot." <br /> <br />16. Every time you press Return and there is processing time <br />required, pray "Ohpleaseohpleaseohpleaseohplease," and <br />scream "YES!" when it finishes. <br /> <br />17. "DISK FIGHT!!!" <br /> <br />18. Start making out with the person at the terminal next to you <br />(It helps if you know them, but this is also a great way to make <br />new friends). <br /> <br />19. Put a straw in your mouth and put your hands in your pockets. <br />Type by hitting the keys with the straw. <br /> <br />20. If you're sitting in a swivel chair, spin around singing <br />"The Lion Sleeps Tonight" whenever there is processing time <br />required. <br /> <br />21. Draw a pictue of a woman (or man) on a piece of paper, tape it <br />to your monitor. Try to seduce it. Act like it hates you and <br />then complain loudly that women (men) are worthless. <br /> <br />22. Try to stick a Ninetendo cartridge into the 3 1/2 disk drive. <br />When it doesn't work, get the supervisor. <br /> <br />23. When you are on an IBM, and when you turn it on, ask loudly <br />where the smiling Apple face is. <br /> <br />24. Print out the complete works of Shakespeare, then when its <br />all done (two days later) say that all you wanted was one line. <br /> <br />25. Sit and stare at the screen, biting your nails noisily. After <br />doing this for a while, spit them out at the feet of the person <br />next to you. <br /> <br />26. Stare at the screen, grind your teeth, stop, look at the person <br />next to you, grinding. Repeat procedure, making sure you never <br />provoke the person enough to let them blow up, as this releases <br />tension, and it is far more effective to let them linger. <br /> <br />27. If you have long hair, take a typing break, look for split ends, <br />cut them and deposit them on your neighbor's keyboard as you <br />leave. <br /> <br />28. Put a large, gold-framed portrait of the British Royal Family <br />on your desk and loudly proclaim that it inspires you. <br /> <br />29. Come to the lab wearing several layers of socks. Remove shoes <br />and place them of top of the monitor. Remove socks layer by <br />layer and drape them around the monitor. Exclaim sudden haiku <br />about the aesthetic beauty of cotton on plastic. <br /> <br />30. Take the keyboard and sit under the computer. Type up your <br />paper like this. Then go to the lab supervisor and complain <br />about the bad working conditions. <br /> <br />31. Laugh hysterically, shout "You will all perish in flames!!!" and <br />continue working. <br /> <br />32. Bring some dry ice &amp; make it look like your computer is smoking. <br /> <br />33. Assign a musical note to every key (ie. the Delete key is A <br />Flat, the B key is F sharp, etc.). Whenever you hit a key, <br />hum its note loudly. Write an entire paper this way. <br /> <br />34. Attempt to eat your computer's mouse. <br /> <br />35. Borrow someone else's keyboard by reaching over, saying "Excuse <br />me, mind if I borrow this for a sec?", unplugging the keyboard &amp; <br />taking it. <br /> <br />36. Bring in a bunch of magnets and have fun. <br /> <br />37. When doing calculations, pull out an abacus and say that <br />sometimes the old ways are best. <br /> <br />38. Play Pong for hours on the most powerful computer in the lab. <br /> <br />39. Make a loud noise of hitting the same key over and over again <br />until you see that your neighbor is noticing (You can hit the <br />space bar so your fill isn't affected). Then look at your <br />neighbor's keyboard. Hit his/her delete key several times, <br />erasing an entire word. While you do this, ask: "Does *your* <br />delete key work?" Shake your head, and resume hitting the space <br />bar on your keyboard. Keep doing this until you've deleted <br />about a page of your neighbor's document. Then, suddenly <br />exclaim: "Well, whaddya know? I've been hitting the space bar <br />this whole time. No wonder it wasn't deleting! Ha!" Print out <br />your document and leave. <br /> <br />40. Remove your disk from the drive and hide it. Go to the lab <br />monitor and complain that your computer ate your disk. (For <br />special effects, put some Elmer's Glue on or around the disk <br />drive. Claim that the computer is drooling.) <br /> <br />41. Stare at the person's next to your's screen, look really <br />puzzled, burst out laughing, and say "You did that?" loudly. <br />Keep laughing, grab your stuff and leave, howling as you go. <br /> <br />42. Point at the screen. Chant in a made up language while making <br />elaborate hand gestures for a minute or two. Press return or the <br />mouse, then leap back and yell "COVEEEEERRRRRR!" peek up from <br />under the table, walk back to the computer and say. "Oh, good. <br />It worked this time," and calmly start to type again. <br /> <br />43. Keep looking at invisible bugs and trying to swat them. <br /> <br />44. See who's online. Send a total stranger a talk request. Talk to <br />them like you've known them all your lives. Hangup before they <br />get a chance to figure out you're a total stranger. <br /> <br />45. Bring an small tape player with a tape of really absurd sound <br />effects. Pretend it's the computer and look really lost. <br /> <br />46. Pull out a pencil. Start writing on the screen. Complain that <br />the lead doesn't work. <br /> <br />47. Come into the computer lab wearing several endangered species of <br />flowers in your hair. Smile incessantly. Type a sentence, then <br />laugh happily, exclaim "You're such a marvel!!", and kiss the <br />screen. Repeat this after every sentence. As your ecstasy <br />mounts, also hug the keyboard. Finally, hug your neighbor, then <br />the computer assistant, and walk out. <br /> <br />48. Run into the computer lab, shout "Armageddon is here!!!!!", then <br />calmly sit down and begin to type. <br /> <br />49. Quietly walk into the computer lab with a Black and Decker <br />chainsaw, rev that baby up, and then walk up to the nearest <br />person and say, "Give me that computer or you'll be feeding my <br />pet crocodile for the next week". <br /> <br />50. Two words: Tesla Coil. <br /> <br /></span> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-109896485356475965?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1097843014298894072004-10-15T20:20:00.000+08:002004-10-15T20:23:34.296+08:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">you have lost your way... <br />so did i...</span> <br /></span><center> <br /><span style="font-family:courier new;">Anthem Of Our Dying Day <br />by Story Of The Year <br /> <br />The stars will cry the blackest tears tonight <br />And this is the moment that I live for <br />I can smell the ocean air <br />Here I am pouring my heart onto these rooftops <br />Just a ghost to the world <br />Thats exactly, <br />Exactly what I need... <br /> <br />From up here the city lights burn <br />Like a thousand miles of fire <br />And I'm here to sing this anthem of our dying day... <br /> <br />For a second I wish the tide will swallow every inch of the city <br />As you gasp for air tonight <br />I'd scream this song right in your face if you were here <br />Cause then I wont miss a beat cause I never, <br />Never have before... <br /> <br />From up here the city lights burn <br />Like a thousand miles of fire <br />And I'm here to sing this anthem of our dying day... <br /> <br />Of our dying day <br />Of our dying day <br />OF OUR DYING... <br /> <br />For a second I wish the tide would swallow every inch of this city <br />As your gasped for air tonight...</span></center> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-109784301429889407?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1097386282238151052004-10-10T13:22:00.000+08:002004-10-10T13:31:22.236+08:00you have lost your way... <br /> <br />so did i... <br /> <br /> <br />kakatapos lang ng intrams... o... tapos na nga ba?... may laban pa kasi ng basketball... <br />heto... "boses bakla" nanaman ako... paos na paos... wala ng masabi halos... pewo... tuloy pa rin na nagiingay... nyahehehe! <br /> <br /> <br />JADED SAVANTS... <br /> <br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/bdd73bf3.jpg" height=300, width=300/> <br /> <br />mga scholars na pagod sa pagaaral kaya heto... nagpahinga ngayung intrams... team namin yan... IV-H,III-F,II-N,I-O sinong leader ba kamo?.... <br />instantly naging ako... may nagsabi sa akin na mag-leader na daw ako... kaya yun... unintentionally... leader na nga ako... sana... mahandle ko 'to... kasi... unike marielle ng BLUE MAGE, hindi ako ganun kasipag... nyahehehe! kaya... yun... pasensya na din sa mga SAVANTS kung lagi ko kayong nasesermonan... at nababara... minsan kasi may mga tanong na pwedeng hindi naman tanungin... tulad ng pagsusuot ng rubber shoes kapag naka-scouting uniform... HOY! ungas... mag-isip ka nga! hindi kona sasabihin kung sino ka... hindi naman ito VOY eh... nyahehehe! aside from team leader... eh,commentator ako dapat ng basketball game... kaya lang... naging scorer at tagapamahala ng scoreboard...kadalasan nasisigawan ako ng ibang team na nandadaya... eh kasalanan ko bang magkamali minsan... sabi pa na... nilipat ko daw yung score ng red sa green! eh sa tototo nga lang sa greeen dapat yun... nagalit pa nga yung mga ka-team ko at bakit dfaw nililipat ko sa ibang team... siguro yung nagsabi nun... nababadtrip lang at binuhos sa scoreboard ang sisi dahil talo sila... ilang beses din akong nagkamali sa scoring dahil sa mga pesteng audience na katabi ko sa scoreboard... mga nagtatanong ng: "anong quarter na po?", "ano pong score?", "ilang minutes na lang?", (pumito si referee...)"anong nangyari?"... ewan ko senyo... kapag hindi ko naman kayo sinagot eh... sasabihin ninyo... nadedma ko kayo... eh, ang hirap kaya ng kalagayan ko!.. ako kasi ang nasisisi kapag mali ang scoring... kaya sa comittee sorry kung ang kulit ko at lagi akong nagtatanong sa scorsheet baka kasi mali nanaman ako... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />yan ang lahat ng nangyari sa intrams ko... hindi ako naglaro ng kahit ano dahil... <br /> <br />1.walang basketball girls(ewan ko senyo! 3 taon ko na nirerequest yan! wala na! aalis na din ako sa school eh!) <br /> <br />2.binigay ko yung pwesto ko sa tug-of-war dahil ayokong merong walang participation bukod sa akin...siniksik ko na talaga kayong lahat! pinagpuyatan ko yung listahan ng players! <br /> <br />3.ang dami ko kasing demands na dapat sundin... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />haaay... buti patapos na intrams.... whoo.... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />T_T <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-109738628223815105?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1096374190722649032004-09-28T20:05:00.000+08:002004-09-28T20:23:10.723+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">you have lost your way... <br />so did i... <br /> <br />nyahehehe! <br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/17.gif" /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/17.gif" /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/17.gif" /> <br />birthday ko na bukas... wahehehe! <br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/dance.gif" /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/POT2.gif" /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/weee.gif" /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/hyper.gif" /> <br /> <br /> <br />pero... hindi ko alam kung... there's something to be happy about...<img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/ideserve.gif" /> tomorrow... garci kc ng mga nangyayari sa akin ngayon... kung alam nyo lang... wala... yung wish ko... na hindi ko sasabihin... eh.. sana... matupad... yun lang yung tanging hinihiling ko sa ngayon... sana...matupad... kasi... basta... yun na lang talaga ang mahihiling ko eh... wala ng iba pa... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />kinse na pala ko... <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /></span><center><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">tignan mo yung bwan... <br /> <br /> <br />hanggang may araw na nagbibigay ilaw sa bwan... <br /> <br /> <br />hinding hindi kita iiwan... <br /> <br /> <br />kasi... <br /> <br /> <br />ikaw lang yung araw na nagbibigay buhay sa akin ngayon... <br /> <br /> <br />ikaw lang... <br /> <br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/takemahhand.gif" /> <br /> <br /><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/shootstar.gif" /> <br /></span> <br /></center><center></center> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-109637419072264903?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1096034952990415992004-09-24T22:02:00.000+08:002004-09-24T22:09:12.990+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">you have lost your way... <br />so did i... <br /> <br /><img height="500" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/angelus.jpg" width="550" /> <br /> <br /> <br /><img height="500" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/tropa_ko.jpg" width="550" /> </span> <br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"></span> <br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">wala lang... naalala ko lang sila... mahal ko yang lahat yan... mwehehehe...</span> <br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">i owe them everything... sort of... la lang... miss ko na 3f....</span> <br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">:'(</span> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-109603495299041599?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1095568813843046472004-09-19T13:19:00.000+08:002004-09-19T12:40:13.843+08:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">you have lost your way... <br />so did i... <br /> <br />eto... nawala nanaman ako sa landas ko... <br />i was bout to LEAVE but someone and concerned people brought me back... <br /> <br />medyo... nkakafuckshit na kasi... all the pressure... issues... back stabbers... people you know but you don't really know... those who hit right in your face... <br />waaah.... bute dyan kayo... <br /> <br />ayoko na lang magsalita pa... o gumawa ng kung ano... for now... kontento na ko at kahit papano eh masaya... ^_^ <br /> <br />so... ano bang mewon ngayon... i've got 2 projects to finish in chem. (crystal and flower), one in advance grammar, my late research... yun... may line of seven ako sa card eh.... kailangan habulin... pewo... according to ma'am physics it isn't that bad at all.. kaya... eto ulit ako... relax na relax.... mwehehehe! inaayos ko pa yung Yahoo! avatar ko... hehehe... haaay... wala... hindi na pala ko nakakapag-ragna... wala kong ragna load eh... hehehe... senti nga pala ko ngayon... wala... nung last-last week pa... dahil sa mga nangyayari... pretty fucked up sometimes... hehe... pero... that's ok i know a lot of people bahind mah back... ^_^ <br /> <br />aside from the things happenin'... i still dunno what to do on mah berthdey... wala lang... hope i have money... <br /> <br />penge testi sa fwendster... sige,lalakbay muna ulit ako...</span> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><p align="center"><img style="WIDTH: 243px; HEIGHT: 92px" height="98" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/tribal1.bmp" width="248" /></p> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-109556881384304647?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1093138624500638952004-08-22T09:30:00.000+08:002004-08-29T12:06:09.720+08:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#999999;">wala po kong blog for the past few weeks kasi... pretty <br />busy with school stuff at raganarok hehehe!so... here... enjoy knowing me... <br />[hope so...]</span><span style="font-size:11;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#999999;"><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p> <br /></o:p> <br /></span></span></span></span></p> <br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:11;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes"></span><span style="color:#999999;">1.Birthday? <br />September 29 <br /> <br />2. From what school? <br />CNSHS <br /> <br />3. Where would you wanna go right now? <br />sa harap ng electric fan <br /> <br />4. What is ur wish ryt now? <br />kung sasabihin ko ba sa iyo eh matutupad? <br /></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:11;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;">5. When did you last cry? <br />kanina… napuwing ako… : ( <br /> <br />6. Do you like your handwriting? <br />yes,very much kapag nasa mood… <br /> <br />7. Any bad habits? <br />mambarako, sumigaw ng sumigaw, mang-asar… <br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size:11;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:11;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;">8. What is your most embarrassing moment? <br />matulog ako nung MUSIC time tapos may QUIZ…. Ginising nila ako <br />pero hindi ako nag-sagot… no comci, no conci…. <br /> <br />9. What would u change about u? <br />height ko! <br /> <br />10.Are you a daredevil? <br />could be… <br /> <br />11.who inspires you to live? <br />55224422 <br /> <br />12. Do looks matter? <br />could be. <br /> <br />15. Are you trendy? <br />medyo… <br /> <br />16. How do you release anger? <br /> <br />as much as possible… I don’t release it… <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />17.Where is your second home? <br />kina…55224422… hinde joke lang… <br /> <br />18. What were your favorite toy(s) as a child? <br />*BarBiE* (idol!)… hinde joke lang…. Mga holen,teks,bola ng <br />basketball,tamiya… <br /> <br />19. Favorite subject/sports? <br />biology/basketball <br /> <br />20. Best moment(s) of your life? <br />june 9, sci. camp tsaka… basta… <br /> <br />21. Favorite dessert? <br />peach mango pie, ice cream,polvoron at eclairs ng canteen… <br /> <br />22. ABS-CBN or GMA? <br />MYX at MTV <br /> <br />23. Favorite bands? <br />LinKin ParK / story of the year <br /> <br />24. What do you look for in a guy/girl? <br />personality, sense of humor… nakita ko na 'wag na lang... <br /> <br />25.What are your nicknames? <br />macky, gc, betlah, kiarla… <br /> <br />26. Would you bungee? <br />OO! Habang nainom a ng coke! <br /> <br />27. What do you wear when u sleep? <br />muscle shirt at shorts… <br /> <br />28. What do u worry about right now? <br />mga tambak na project sa school… <br /> <br /></span></span></p></span><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/TSHIRT.jpg" /></span></span></p></span> <br /><span style="font-size:12;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-109313862450063895?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7658792.post-1090037666187134082004-07-17T12:25:00.000+08:002004-07-24T23:11:23.026+08:00due to several errors on my first blog site,&nbsp; decided to move out and blog somewhere else. This does not mean&nbsp;to in tentionally KALSHNI my way out, but rather find another option to move out and continue blogging... <br />&nbsp; <br />please bear with me... <br />&nbsp; <br />macky_8th_thoia <br /><img src="http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/v351/macky_327/TSHIRT.jpg"><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7658792-109003766618713408?l=angelus_errare.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mackyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05626428235265992146noreply@blogger.com