<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:34:09.120+08:00</updated><category term='christmas'/><category term='ChE'/><category term='fun stuff'/><category term='acads'/><category term='teh scribe'/><category term='school'/><category term='teh blog'/><category term='seth'/><category term='teh internetz'/><category term='milove'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>.sunny.days.revisited.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-53647052045534732</id><published>2008-11-01T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T06:18:31.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love of Good Conversations</title><content type='html'>What, for me, is a good conversation? Well, the topic and the content doesn't matter as much as the person I'm taking to, so I suppose I'll just describe that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For one, I think it is important that the person I'm talking to has the same or similar wavelength as I have. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Two, they need to be excellent listeners and also have a knack for conversation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think that's about it! Combine that with a little talking and BOOM! I won't be able to stop until biological needs such as hunger, sleep and the call of nature stops me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Conversations can range from religion, relationships, the toilet, hair, numbers, hobbies, psychology... ANYTHING! Well, except stuff like local TV stuff like telenovelas, recent news and politics... I don't know squat about things like that...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not sure why I like getting into weird yet sometimes deep conversations with people.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It may be because I like learning something new, and I like learning other people's opinions on stuff. I like being able to see things in a different POV. I like to see different sides of stuff. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am just plain endlessly CURIOUS about everything.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My love of good conversations might also be the same as my love of writing about random things... because by writing stuff like these, and letting other people read it.. I still get random replies which are very interesting! ahahahaha! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(So I hope you reply to this one with something interesting...? hehehhee~)&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-53647052045534732?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/53647052045534732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=53647052045534732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/53647052045534732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/53647052045534732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-love-of-good-conversations.html' title='My Love of Good Conversations'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-6853098877395761879</id><published>2008-11-01T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T05:26:39.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Revelation about Relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-6853098877395761879?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/6853098877395761879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=6853098877395761879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6853098877395761879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6853098877395761879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/11/revelation-about-relationships.html' title='A Revelation about Relationships'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-164414622102887791</id><published>2008-10-29T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T05:26:56.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sesu and Writing</title><content type='html'>And so, I re-read my previous blogposts again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't help but be surprised over and over again by what I write. It's probably because I tend to forget things easily... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I always end up thinking, I wanna read more posts I write! I should update more! The past few posts were disappointing for me since they were all memes or reposts of something.. hehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't know what other people think, but I think I make a pretty good writer...? I mean, my writing's not at all bad.. as I was reading my old blogposts.. I was kinda expecting it to be a let-down.. full of emo-ness I don't want to remember or embarassing stuff.. but surprisingly... they're mostly objective and filled with curious questions like "How does one handle embarassment?" and "Why is it mostly the female who pursues romance?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hehe.. but then I probably find it interesting because I wouldn't write something I didn't find interesting.. :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But to be honest, I do like writing! The pouring of your thoughts into words, from a mess into an organized form which other people can analyze and scrutinize. Thinking up words that would catch people's attention.. and stuff like that.. hehe..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway.. I just wanted to post something! XD&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-164414622102887791?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/164414622102887791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=164414622102887791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/164414622102887791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/164414622102887791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/10/sesu-and-writing.html' title='Sesu and Writing'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-2851180174606223366</id><published>2008-10-23T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T00:06:39.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Ong's Love Tips.. ANG GALING!</title><content type='html'>I got the link from Dani... I just had to post it! &lt;br&gt;&lt;div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="jamxxie" author_possessive="jamxxie's"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;color: black;font-family: garamond,adobe garamond;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black;" size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. "Kung hindi mo mahal ang isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo para mahalin ka nya.."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. "Huwag mong bitawan ang bagay na hindi mo kayang makitang hawak ng iba."&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;3. "Huwag mong hawakan kung alam mong bibitawan mo lang." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. "Huwag na huwag ka hahawak kapag alam mong may hawak ka na." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. "Parang elevator lang yan eh, bakit mo pagsisiksikan ung sarili mo kung walang pwesto para sayo. Eh meron naman hagdan, ayaw mo lang pansinin." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. "Kung maghihintay ka nang lalandi sayo, walang mangyayari sa buhay mo.. Dapat lumandi ka din." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. "Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sayo, hayaan mo. Malay mo sa mga susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. "Hiwalayan na kung di ka na masaya. Walang gamot sa tanga kundi pagkukusa."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. "Pag hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo wag ka magreklamo. Kasi may mga tao rin na di mo mahal pero mahal ka.. Kaya quits lang." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. "Kung dalawa ang mahal mo, piliin mo yung pangalawa. Kasi hindi ka naman magmamahal ng iba kung mahal mo talaga yung una."  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. "Hindi porke't madalas mong ka-chat, kausap sa telepono, kasama sa mga lakad o ka-text ng wantusawa eh may gusto sayo ay magkakatuluyan kayo. Meron lang talagang mga taong sadyang friendly, sweet, flirt, malandi, pa-fall o paasa." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. "Huwag magmadali sa babae o lalaki. Tatlo, lima, sampung taon, mag-iiba ang pamantayan mo at maiisip mong hindi pala tamang pumili ng kapareha dahil lang maganda o nakakalibog ito. Totoong mas mahalaga ang kalooban ng tao higit sa anuman. Sa paglipas ng panahon, maging ang mga crush ng bayan nagmumukha ding pandesal, maniwala ka." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. "Minsan kahit ikaw ang nakaschedule, kailangan mo pa rin maghintay, kasi hindi ikaw ang priority." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. "Mahirap pumapel sa buhay ng tao. Lalo na kung hindi ikaw yung bida sa script na pinili nya." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. "Alam mo ba kung gaano kalayo ang pagitan ng dalawang tao pag nagtalikuran na sila? Kailangan mong libutin ang buong mundo para lang makaharap ulit ang taong tinalikuran mo." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. “Mas mabuting mabigo sa paggawa ng isang bagay kesa magtagumpay sa paggawa ng wala” &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. “Hindi lahat ng kaya mong intindihin ay katotohan, at hindi lahat ng hindi mo kayang intindihin ay kasinungalingan” &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. "Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lng yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!" &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. "Ang pag-ibig parang imburnal...nakakatakot mahulog...at kapag nahulog ka, it's either by accident or talagang tanga ka.."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-2851180174606223366?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/2851180174606223366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=2851180174606223366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2851180174606223366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2851180174606223366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/10/bob-ong-love-tips-ang-galing.html' title='Bob Ong&amp;#39;s Love Tips.. ANG GALING!'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-935433496578771347</id><published>2008-08-29T07:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:04:02.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNTIMELY DEATHS (Repost from Ope)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just got this from my cousin, Ope. 'tis a good read. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;=======================================================&lt;br&gt;DID YOU KNOW THESE FACTS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;"&gt;I SURE DIDN'T TIL NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Death is certain but the Bible speaks about untimely death!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Make a personal reflection about this.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Very interesting, read until the end.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It is written in the Bible (Galatians 6:7):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-style: italic;"&gt;"for whatsoever a man sow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-style: italic;"&gt;that shall he also reap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are some men and women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;who mocked God :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;John Lennon (Singer):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some years before, during his interview with an American Magazine, he said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Christianity will end, it will disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do not have to argue about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; that. I am certain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jesus was ok, but his subjects were too simple, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;today we are more famous than Him' (1966).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lennon, after saying that the Beatles were more famous than Jesus Christ, was shot six times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Tancredo Neves (President of Brazil):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;During the Presidential campaign, he said if he got 500,000 votes from his party, not even God would remove him from Presidency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sure he got the votes, but he got sick a day before being made President, then he died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Cazuza (Bi-sexual Brazilian composer, singer and poet):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;During A show in Canecio ( Rio de Janeiro ),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;while smoking his cigarette, he puffed out some smoke into the air and said:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'God, that's for you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He died at the age of 32 of LUNG CANCER in a horrible manner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;The man who built the Titanic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After the construction of Titanic, a reporter asked him how safe the Titanic would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; With an ironic tone he said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Not even God can sink it'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The result: I think you all know what happened to the Titanic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Marilyn Monroe (Actress)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She was visited by Billy Graham during a presentation of a show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He said the Spirit of God had sent him to preach to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After hearing what the Preacher had to say, she said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'I don't need your Jesus'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A week later, she was found dead in her apartment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Bon Scott (Singer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The ex-vocalist of the AC/DC. On one of his 1979 songs he sang:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Don't stop me; I'm going down all the way, down the highway to hell'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the 19th of February 1980, Bon Scott was found dead, he had been choked by his own vomit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-weight: bold;"&gt;Campinas (IN 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In Campinas , Brazil a group of friends, drunk, went to pick up a friend....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The mother accompanied her to the car and was so worried about the drunkenness of her friends and she said to the daughter holding her hand, who was already seated in the car:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'My Daughter, Go With God And May He Protect You.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She responded: &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Only If He (God) Travels In The Trunk, Cause Inside Here.....It's Already Full '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hours later, news came by that they had been involved in a fatal accident, everyone had died,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the car could not be recognized what type of car it had been, but surprisingly, the trunk was intact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The police said there was no way the trunk could have remained intact. To their surprise, inside the trunk was a crate of eggs, none was broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-weight: bold;color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Christine Hewitt (Jamaican Journalist and entertainer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...said the Bible (Word of God) was the worst book ever written.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In June 2006 she was found burnt beyond recognition in her motor vehicle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many more important people have forgotten that there is no other name that was given so much authority as the name of Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many have died, but only Jesus died and rose again, and he is still alive.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-935433496578771347?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/935433496578771347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=935433496578771347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/935433496578771347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/935433496578771347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/08/untimely-deaths-repost-from-ope.html' title='UNTIMELY DEATHS (Repost from Ope)'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-7538602715895153458</id><published>2008-08-25T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T23:49:16.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masami Okui - Taiyou no Hana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="maimumei" author_possessive="maimumei's"&gt; 1. Put Your iTunes/Windows Media Player/ETC on Shuffle.&lt;br&gt;   2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br&gt;   3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS. no cheating!&lt;br&gt;   4. Put any comments in brackets after the song name.&lt;br&gt;   5. Put this on your journal/blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[Just like Maika, puro japanese po yung mga kanta sa playlist ko so I apologize in advance.]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. If someone says, “Is this okay?” You say?&lt;br&gt;BON'z - Arigatou (Thank You) -- what kind of answer is that?? that's not even logical..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. How would you describe yourself?&lt;br&gt;You Izumi - DAME! (No way!) -- er.. yeah.. I don't get it either.. I'm rebellious?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. What do you like in a girl/guy?&lt;br&gt;HIGH and MIGHTY COLOR - Pride -- LOL? I like guys with pride?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. How do you feel today?&lt;br&gt;Charcoal Filter - Tightrope -- ahhahahaha~ parang sakto a..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. What is your life’s purpose?&lt;br&gt;Various Artists - Katamari on the swing -- Yeah! living life the way it is~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. What do your friends think of you?&lt;br&gt;Yume Suzuki - Sorezore no ashita e (To each of our tomorrow's) -- malaki ang pangarap?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. What do you think of your parents?&lt;br&gt;Deen - Kimi Sae Ireba (If not for you) -- hanep! parang sakto a! :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. What do you think about very often?&lt;br&gt;UVERworld - Endscape -- Umm... what does this mean?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. What is 2 + 2?&lt;br&gt;Chemistry - Wings of Words -- ???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br&gt;Morning Musume - Hyokkori Hyoutan-jima -- I don't know what this means... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br&gt;Yume Suzuki - Sora no Namae (The Name of the Sky) -- so.. lagi ko daw iniisip? ewan..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. What is your life story?&lt;br&gt;Ken Hirai - Kimi wa Tomodachi (You are my friend) -- so my life mainly revolves around friendship I suppose..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br&gt;Various Artists - Baby Universe -- I friggin' want to be a universe?! OMG!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br&gt;Koumi Hirose - Groovy! -- that's what I think? hey.. at least it's positive! :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br&gt;Neon Genesis Evangelion - Cruel Angel Thesis -- LOLWUT?!?!?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br&gt;Steam Detectives - Memories -- looool!! sakto din a! ahahaha~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br&gt;L'Arc~en~ciel - Ibara no Namida (Tears among the thorns) -- WHAAAT?? EMO PALA AKO??&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. What is your biggest fear?&lt;br&gt;Siam Shade - 1/3 junjou na kanjou --- I'm not translating this fer ya.. pero it's right.. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. What is your biggest secret?&lt;br&gt;Meer Campbell - Emotion -- ???? I'm hiding my true emotions! SO EMO!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. What do you think of your friends?&lt;br&gt;SMAP -Kimi iro omoi (Your color memories) -- I don't know about the song.. but the feel that exudes off of akazukin cha cha is similar to the feeling I have with my friends. :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. What will you post this as?&lt;br&gt;Masami Okui - Taiyou no Hana&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-7538602715895153458?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/7538602715895153458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=7538602715895153458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/7538602715895153458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/7538602715895153458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/08/masami-okui-taiyou-no-hana.html' title='Masami Okui - Taiyou no Hana'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-5883639600562782831</id><published>2008-08-11T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:41:07.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm May stolen from eri ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size: 18pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;JANUARY &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Sensitive. Down-to-Earth. Stubborn. Repost this in 5 mins and you will meet someone new in 8 days that will perfectly balance your personality.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;FEBRUARY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexiest out of everyone. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest And loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt.  Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Horny. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous.  Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.  Repost this in 5 mins and you will talk to someone new and realize that you are a perfect match. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;MARCH&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate Shy and reserved. Secretive.  Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Great kisser. Easily angered.  Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness.  Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Observant and assesses others.  If you repost this in the next 5 mins, you will meet your new love in 8 days. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;APRIL&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Suave and compromising. Funny and humorous.  Stubborn. Very talkative. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic.  Concerned and detailed. Loyal. Does work well with others.  Very confidant. Sensitive. Positive Attitude. Thinking generous. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Able to cheer everyone up and/or make them laugh. Able to motivate oneself and others. Understanding. Fun to be around. Outgoing. Hyper. Bubbly personality. Secretive. Boy/girl crazy. Loves sports, music, leisure and traveling. Systematic. Hot but has brains. If you repost this in 5 mins, a cutie that's caught your eye will introduce themselves and you will realize that you are very much alike in the next 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Tahoma;color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;MAY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(255, 255, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 50%;font-size: 10pt;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;font-family: Tahoma;color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Shy towards opposite sex. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children.  Hardworking. High-spirited. If you repost this in the next 5 minutes, you will become close to someone you do not speak too much in the next 4 days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;JUNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;You've got the best personality and are an absolute pleasure to be around. You love to make new friends and be outgoing. You are a great flirt and more than likely have an a very attractive partner. a wicked hottie. It is also more than likely that you have a massive record collection. You have a great choice in films, and may one day become a famous actor/actress yourself - heck, you've got the looks for it!!! IN the next 6 days you will meet someone that may possibly become one of your closest friends, if you repost this in 5  minutes. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;JULY&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed.  Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable.  Emotional temperamental and unpredictable.  Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. spazzy at times.  Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets.  dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover. Repost this in the next 5 mins and your reputation will boost someway in the next 12 days &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;AUGUST&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on attention. No self-control. Kind hearted. Self-confident. Loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful. Easy to get along with and talk to. Has an "every thing's peachy" attitude. Likes talking and singing. Loves music. Daydreamer.  Easily distracted. Hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. Loves to be loved. Hates studying. in need of "that someone".  Longs for freedom. Rebellious when withheld or restricted. Lives by "no pain no gain" caring.  Always a suspect. Playful. Mysterious.  "charming" or "beautiful" to everyone. stubborn. curious. Independent.  Strong willed. A fighter. Repost in 5 mins and you will meet the love of your life sometime next month. &lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;SEPTEMBER&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional.  Stubborn.  Hasty.  Good memory. Moving, motivates oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore.  Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can understand.  If you do not repost this in the next 5 mins, someone very close to you will become mad at you in the next 8 days. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;OCTOBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" color="#999999"&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves to takes things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly.  Brave and fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions. Unpredictable.  Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them all. repost this in 5 mins or you will not meet the love of your life for 10 years. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;NOVEMBER&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;Trustworthy and loyal. Very passionate and dangerous. Wild at times.  Knows how to have fun. Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towards your inner and outer beauty and independent personality. Playful, but secretive. Very emotional and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people easily and very social in a group. Fearless and independent.  Can hold their own. Stands out in a crowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, the greatest men are born in this month. If you ever begin a relationship with someone from this month, hold on to them because their one of a kind. Repost in 5 mins &amp; you will excel in a major event coming up sometime this month. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="arial, helvetica"&gt;DECEMBER&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" face="arial, helvetica"&gt;This straight-up means you are the most good-looking person possible... Better than all of these other months! Loyal and generous. Patriotic. Competitive in everything. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious.  Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Easy to talk to, though hard to understand. Thinks far with vision, yet complicated to know. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best.  Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Has that someone always on his/her mind. Talkative. Daydreamer.  Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Abiding.  Able to show character. One guy/girl kind of person. Lovable. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves music. Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt.  Sensitive.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-5883639600562782831?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/5883639600562782831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=5883639600562782831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/5883639600562782831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/5883639600562782831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-may-stolen-from-eri.html' title='I&amp;#39;m May stolen from eri ♥'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-1366655842843598890</id><published>2008-07-19T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T14:53:44.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plurk Nao!!</title><content type='html'>Wala lang.. Jaimee invited me to join teh Plurk community... so there I am! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You guys go Plurk nao!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;http://www.plurk.com/user/sesas&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-1366655842843598890?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/1366655842843598890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=1366655842843598890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1366655842843598890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1366655842843598890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/07/plurk-nao.html' title='Plurk Nao!!'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-4340896924781404425</id><published>2008-07-16T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T16:16:55.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a geek!</title><content type='html'>I quote from wikipedia:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;geek&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slang" title="Slang"&gt;slang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; term, noting individuals as "a peculiar or otherwise odd person, especially one who is perceived to be overly obsessed with one or more things including those of intellectuality, electronics, gaming, etc."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Formerly, the term referred to a carnival performer often billed as a wild man whose act usually includes biting the head off a live chicken, bat, snake or bugs. The 1976 edition of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_Heritage_Dictionary" class="mw-redirect" title="American Heritage Dictionary"&gt;American Heritage Dictionary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; included only the definition regarding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geek_show" title="Geek show"&gt;geek shows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am a geek and very much proud of it~ Though I'm probably not the animal head biting kind.... that's just plain disgusting. Just the overly obsessed with intellectuality, electronics and gaming type of geek.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-4340896924781404425?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/4340896924781404425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=4340896924781404425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4340896924781404425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4340896924781404425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-geek.html' title='I&amp;#39;m a geek!'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-5323951488745217049</id><published>2008-07-10T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T08:32:16.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curses!!</title><content type='html'>!)*@#)$#@+)$_!*_$)!!! Damn it all!!!!! Damn ENG 10!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And so my morning was ruined because of that stupid eng 10 (Scientific Writing) which apparently hates me. Why?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1, I was late, but I thought it was okay since we still had some reporting to do.. but noooo~ latecomers had to sing upfront or get a minus 5!! (which meant I'll get negative scores since I haven't gotten any quizzes yet..) So I had to muster all my courage (I didn't even had that much time, since when I got there, I was up next.. o_O) to sing.. I sang the YuYuHakusho (GhostFighter) opening song -- Hohoemi no Bakudan.. I'm such a nerd..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2, After coming in late.. much to my horrific surprise, there was a quiz about the latest handout! And here I was checking every friggin hour last night the Eng10 nicenet account.. and there was no updated handout!! Ma'am even had this speech about how all the quizzes have already accumulated to 50 pts.. and how if your score is below 60% of that.. you're friggin doomed!! I want to cry... apparently the nicenet account was outdated, and the eng10 class moved to greener pastures called yahoo groups.. I'm so cursed by eng 10!! T__T&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3, My groupmates and I totally misunderstood the activity last meeting.. and ended up with a low score.. I'm so frustrated!!! WAAAAAAA!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Of all my subjects this sem, thesis, plant design, special topics ---- eng 10 is my greatest impediment yet! &gt;.&gt; CURSE YOU ENG 10!!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-5323951488745217049?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/5323951488745217049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=5323951488745217049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/5323951488745217049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/5323951488745217049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/07/curses.html' title='Curses!!'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-2047495102406129520</id><published>2008-06-09T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T01:19:07.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman-ish</title><content type='html'>Another topic that came across my mind as I was writing the &lt;a href="http://swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/journal/item/72/Not_Beautiful."&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I used to have this stereotype of women --- that they're ditzy, weak, stupid and dependent of men. Since I was a kid, I've always been fighting against this stereotype. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wasn't the makeup and constantly going to the CR to retouch kind of person &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(yes, there were these kinds of people even in elementary.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;I simply didn't care how I looked like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(and apparently didn't care about hygiene which was disgusting as I look back now.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;I wasn't the type to be shreak out when I was surprised or saw something disgusting. &lt;br&gt;I wasn't the type to go gaga about really handsome men.&lt;br&gt;I pretty much stood, sat and walked like a man &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(or so I think, but I definitely wasn't ladylike.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's not that I saw myself as a boy, I simply didn't see myself as a girl.&lt;br&gt;Well, apparently some schoolmates saw me as a boy and had a crush on me &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(not that I'm bragging.. but it's just weird.)&lt;/span&gt; But I suppose that's proof of how much I acted un-female like. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(I'm apparently handsome? hahahaha~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I also chose engineering as a profession because I thought it was a field dominated by men &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(which I realized was wrong because most of the people in the college of engineering are females) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;But upon entering the university, I've gotten rid of that thought and I've become more and more girly. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe it's because of being surrounded by a lot of females who aren't ditzy, and are intelligent and strong. &lt;br&gt;Maybe it's because of my exposure to males. And having crushes. And falling in love.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not sure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But even though I've become more girly as I was before, I still don't think I fit the word 'woman'. I still feel like some men think I'm one of the guys.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and yeah, I'm not sure of why I wanted to write about this.. just something I thought was interesting? Just something on my mind? Oh well. *clicks save &amp; publish*&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-2047495102406129520?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/2047495102406129520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=2047495102406129520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2047495102406129520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2047495102406129520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/06/woman-ish.html' title='Woman-ish'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-4660900451715980512</id><published>2008-06-09T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T00:32:00.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Beautiful.</title><content type='html'> I've never really thought of myself as beautiful. People often tell me I'm cute, but I'm not convinced that they're referring to my looks. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not saying this because I feel insecure (but I do feel that somewhat), but because that's what I think --- that I'm not beautiful. But I don't think I'm ugly... just not beautiful.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's not that I'm worried of what other people think, it's simply the matter of what I think of myself. It's not that the thought makes me depressed, it's just that I find it weird. I mean, I want to be beautiful -- but also I am thankful I am not.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm even surprised some guys found me attractive, and even more that I have a boyfriend who loves me and thinks I'm beautiful. Some people tell me I'm pretty. But I look at myself in the mirror and in my pictures and still think I'm not beautiful.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's like, beautiful is too feminine a word for the likes of me. I'd probably fit 'cute' because it can be ambiguous --- a lot of things can be cute. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway I'm still a bit confused, and I'm not even sure I made a post out of this..  and I'm not imploring people to convince me that I'm beautiful. I just want to pour out the thoughts in my head and the weirdness I feel. I just think that the adjective 'beautiful' isn't fit for someone like me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; But when I finally get the money to get the treatment at Marie France --- now we're talkin. :D ahhahahaahaha~ &lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-4660900451715980512?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/4660900451715980512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=4660900451715980512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4660900451715980512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4660900451715980512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-beautiful.html' title='Not Beautiful.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-4491599290564957666</id><published>2008-06-07T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T13:56:28.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skewed Meet @ ToyCon!!</title><content type='html'>To all skewed studios members: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Magmeet-up naman tayo sa toycon this coming June 14~ The event will open at 10am at megatrade hall. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss you guys naaa!! T__T&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-4491599290564957666?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/4491599290564957666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=4491599290564957666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4491599290564957666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4491599290564957666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/06/skewed-meet-toycon.html' title='Skewed Meet @ ToyCon!!'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-1954286194658732547</id><published>2008-06-05T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T23:04:10.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penguin Soup!!</title><content type='html'>ahhh.. I feel soo refreshed. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's been a long time since I had one of these mind boggling puzzle-solving bouts with my friends. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That's what the good thing about being a nerd and having nerdy friends --- nerdy past times. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's been so long since I last put my mind to the test... I remember the &lt;a href="http://www.deathball.net/notpron/"&gt;notpr0n&lt;/a&gt; days. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's very nice to put a lot of energy into a puzzle and finally solving it. Ahahaha~ I missed that feeling.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damn that Penguin Soup!!!! &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-1954286194658732547?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/1954286194658732547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=1954286194658732547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1954286194658732547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1954286194658732547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/06/penguin-soup.html' title='Penguin Soup!!'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-1615755016922257025</id><published>2008-06-01T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T20:24:32.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now in Facebook!</title><content type='html'>I'm just terribly bored trying to wait for &lt;a href="http://twewy.wikia.com/wiki/Talk:Mingle_Mode"&gt;aliens&lt;/a&gt;.. and Jaimee mentioned something about facebook.. I was curious so I made an account! :P &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Add me if you have a facebook account, okay?&lt;br&gt;Name: Seth Nova&lt;br&gt;Email Address: swarmnovacoil@yahoo.com.ph&lt;br&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1311308136"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1311308136&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm still pretty new at this so.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-1615755016922257025?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/1615755016922257025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=1615755016922257025' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1615755016922257025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1615755016922257025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/06/now-in-facebook.html' title='Now in Facebook!'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-4222662098844261277</id><published>2008-05-24T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T18:44:23.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Blurb.</title><content type='html'>Just some random updates in the life of Seth.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Just turned 22 last monday (May 19). Thanks to all who greeted, and more thanks to those who came to my small birthday celebration. Special thanks to Dianne, the only person who gave me a gift, which was a bouquet. Though I'm a bit disappointed that my first bouquet of flowers didn't come from Gelo, I still loved it. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ I had another small celebration along with Cyen, Maika and Jaimee in Makiling Onsen &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(i'll upload the pics some other time)&lt;/span&gt; and we throughly enjoyed the onsen, the room, the room service and the yukatas. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ I've finally started my trial run for my thesis, which will last a month, but I'm overly happy that I'm finally doing something thesis-related. Working in a lab feels so cool -- I think I want to buy and wear a lab gown to complete the 'scientist' feel. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ After 5 hours of running around LTO with my chaperone, Zaldy, and a fixer &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(to whom we paid 1100php reluctantly)&lt;/span&gt;, I finally got my driver's license &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(boo-ya!)&lt;/span&gt;. I honestly didn't want to cheat my way through getting a license, teh chaperone made the arrangements, and well.. it's done. It's not like I don't know anything about traffic signs &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(the exams were already answered for us)&lt;/span&gt; and it's not like I'm a criminal or something so.. I suppose it's okay.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(still trying to persuade myself out of a guilty conscience).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ I practiced driving with my dad this morning, and well, I discovered how unprepared and sooo not ready I am to go out on my own. If I did, I'd probably crash on something the minute I drive. We circled the neighborhood &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;(which is pretty small)&lt;/span&gt; a bunch of times and it was hard maneuvering around double parked vehicles.. I nearly crashed into one, and I thank my dad who never let go of the handbrake as I drove. ahahahah... I need more practice!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ After the driving thing, my dad and I went out to buy groceries. He was looking for peanut brittle to buy for his colleagues in France (he's going there tomorrow) and we looked for it in the supermarket in Landmark. I was trying to figure out what category it would fall into (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;since the supermarket has those signs saying what's on the shelves under them e.g, dairy products, canned meat, etc.&lt;/span&gt;) and dad said it was under 'nuts'. I was about to ask a worker there where and stopped myself when I realized what question I was about to ask --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;"Kuya, san po yung &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 153, 153); "&gt;'nuts'&lt;/span&gt; nyo?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-4222662098844261277?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/4222662098844261277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=4222662098844261277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4222662098844261277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4222662098844261277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-blurb.html' title='Random Blurb.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-310765110322358894</id><published>2008-05-02T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T14:07:04.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems with Embarassment</title><content type='html'>I'm not good with handling embarassment. I get embarassed very easily. I mean, I even get embarrassed everyday, for crying out loud.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel embarassed when I see an acquaintance far off while walking towards me. &lt;br&gt;I feel embarassed when I crack a joke and nobody laughs. &lt;br&gt;I feel embarassed when I say something and nobody notices.&lt;br&gt;I feel embarassed when I recite in class.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know this is pretty normal, but what's not normal about me is that I worry at the end of the day about the things I say and the things I did.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Did I do something embarassing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Was that the right thing to do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Did I say anything wrong?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Was I too aggressive?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Did I say too much?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At the end of the day, sometimes I feel like I have no face to show for the day after.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All I can do to eliminate that worry is to push it away, push it to the back of my mind. But when I remember, I still get embarassed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So here's my question: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How should one handle embarassment?  &lt;/span&gt;Because I'm pretty sure that pushing these things to the back of your head does not solve any problems. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All I know is that embarassment is the opposite of having self-confidence. That definitely implies that I totally lack self-confidence. So I suppose another good question would be, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How does one become self-confident? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sometimes I think I'm confident, but then this happens.. ack. I don't know. I'm just confused. Thus, I'm writing it down, and [kind of] asking for help from whoever wants to give it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-310765110322358894?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/310765110322358894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=310765110322358894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/310765110322358894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/310765110322358894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/05/problems-with-embarassment.html' title='Problems with Embarassment'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-4427378839161701803</id><published>2008-04-30T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:38:14.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 'three' meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE NAMES THAT FRIENDS CALL YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Seth&lt;br&gt;♣ Sesu&lt;br&gt;♣ Alex&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE MOST IMPORTANT DATES IN YOUR LIFE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ May 19, 1986&lt;br&gt;♣ March 2, 2006&lt;br&gt;♣ Sometime 2009 (When Gelo comes home from China)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU'VE DONE IN THE LAST 33 MINUTES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Walk Joan to the gate&lt;br&gt;♣ Talk with Maika&lt;br&gt;♣ Think about what to eat&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE WAYS TO BE HAPPY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Have faith. Have faith that God wants you to be happy, and that good things do happen.&lt;br&gt;♣ Trust people. Know who to trust, and when you do, do not doubt them. Doubt brings about bad things, because when you think something bad will happen, it's bound to happen.&lt;br&gt;♣ Sabi nga ni Ria sa &lt;a href="http://riabacteria.multiply.com/journal/item/275/CEAT_Testimonial_Program_Valedictory_Address_-_soft_copy_hehe"&gt;speech&lt;/a&gt; nya, Stop whining and move on. Nothing good comes out of being stuck in a rut.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AS OF NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Starcraft - Terran theme&lt;br&gt;♣ Torn (because of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=osnUB9bUm-E"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br&gt;♣ Ligaya&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND IN A GUY/GIRL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Face&lt;br&gt;♣ Hands&lt;br&gt;♣ Hair&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE PERSONS YOU MISS FROM YOUR PAST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ SI GELO!! although hindi nman sya past, I haven't been with him for 4 months now..&lt;br&gt;♣ Seth circa 2004 (kasi mas payat pa daw ako nun.)&lt;br&gt;♣ The whole skewed studios!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE GIFTS YOU WOULD LIKE TO RECEIVE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ A car!&lt;br&gt;♣ A ticket to Beijing~ (to be with Gelo)&lt;br&gt;♣ a lot of money? (wala pa kasi ako maisip e)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE HOBBIES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Hanging out with friends in my apartment&lt;br&gt;♣ Play Starcraft, WoW, my PSP, DS, basta video games..&lt;br&gt;♣ Surf the Net~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO FOR VACATION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Places in Europe&lt;br&gt;♣ 88 Spa and Resort&lt;br&gt;♣ Boracay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE FAVORITE CARTOON/ANIME CHARACTERS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Kurama - Yu Yu Hakusho (Dennis of Ghost Fighter)&lt;br&gt;♣ Simon - Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann&lt;br&gt;♣ Sephiroth - Final Fantasy 7&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE MALLS YOU USUALLY GO TO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Robinson's Town Mall, UP College, Laguna (usually daw eh.. "mall" naman daw sya)&lt;br&gt;♣ Glorietta&lt;br&gt;♣ SM Makati&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE FASTFOOD:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♠ Rai-Rai Ken (not sure nga lang kung this counts as fastfood)&lt;br&gt;♣ Teriyaki Boy&lt;br&gt;♣ Tokyo-Tokyo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE FAVORITE DRINKS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Nestea Lemon Iced Tea&lt;br&gt;♣ Fit 'n Right&lt;br&gt;♣ Ice cold water&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE THINGS FOUND IN YOUR BAG:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Wallet&lt;br&gt;♣ Cellphone&lt;br&gt;♣ ID + keys to the apartment &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;THREE FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Green&lt;br&gt;♣ Black&lt;br&gt;♣ Silver&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;TOP THREE HANGOUTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Marciala Apt. no. 6 (my apartment)&lt;br&gt;♣ ChE department (?)&lt;br&gt;♣ BIOTECH  (?)&lt;br&gt;(more like top three places where you can find me.. ^^;;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;TOP THREE ATTIRE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Shirt + maong pants&lt;br&gt;♣ Shirt + black karate-ish pants&lt;br&gt;♣ Shirt + batik pants&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;TOP THREE U LOVED SO MUCH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ God (yes, as inactive as I am, I still love Him)&lt;br&gt;♣ Gelo ♥&lt;br&gt;♣ Family + Friends&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;TOP THREE YOU REMEMBER WHEN U ARE ANSWERING THIS SURVEY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ How dizzy I'm feeling because of hunger&lt;br&gt;♣ How I'm very tired since I just came from an outing with Maika an Stephanie Marie&lt;br&gt;♣ How I need to pass my working bibliography this friday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;TOP THREE "THINGS" SPECIAL TO YOU:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ PANPAN!! ♥&lt;br&gt;♣ Accessories Gelo gave me~&lt;br&gt;♣ my thesis (?) [hey, it's very important to me!]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;TOP THREE ATTITUDES YOU LIKE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ Has my kind of humor&lt;br&gt;♣ Can join conversations of substance&lt;br&gt;♣ Good listener&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;TOP THREE REASONS WHY YOU ANSWERED THIS SURVEY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;♣ The only reason why anybody would answer surveys.. because of BOREDOM!&lt;br&gt;♣ I just took an interest on this survey&lt;br&gt;♣ I wanted to post something. &lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-4427378839161701803?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/4427378839161701803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=4427378839161701803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4427378839161701803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4427378839161701803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/04/meme.html' title='the &amp;#39;three&amp;#39; meme'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-1034669744436438971</id><published>2008-04-14T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T11:07:48.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Name 10 people meme~</title><content type='html'>Name 10 people you can think of right off the top of your head. Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 10 people. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is a lot funnier if you actually randomly list the names first.. No cheating.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Gelo&lt;br&gt; 2. Cyen&lt;br&gt; 3. Jaimee&lt;br&gt; 4. Maika&lt;br&gt; 5. Stephanie Marie&lt;br&gt; 6. Therese&lt;br&gt; 7. Mela&lt;br&gt; 8. Dianne&lt;br&gt; 9. Cherrie&lt;br&gt; 10. Louis&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;DONT LOOK AHEAD UNLESS U FILLED UP THE TOP!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1.How did you meet number 9?&lt;br&gt;&gt; Nung freshman, nung kakasali ko lang ng Skewed (RD pa sya nun)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Do you have a crush on anyone up there?&lt;br&gt;&gt; ahahahaha... opkors si no.1&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. What would you do if you hadn't met no. 1?&lt;br&gt;&gt; erm... i'm not sure.. tho i'm thankful na that's not the case&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. What would you do if 6 and 2 were going out?&lt;br&gt;&gt; omg!!! lesbians!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. How did you meet number 8?&lt;br&gt;&gt; pinakilala ni dais as kapatid nya..? waa I forgot, pero we've been friends since freshman ako :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Is 2 one of your best friends?&lt;br&gt;&gt; ahahaha~ one of my close ones :D roommate ko yan e!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Whose number 9's best friend(s)?&lt;br&gt;&gt; hmmm.. apat kasi sila e.. sina joan~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Have you ever dated number 1?&lt;br&gt;&gt; er... yes? and I still am?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Do you miss number 10?&lt;br&gt;&gt; namimiss ko ba yung ungas na yun? uu mejo :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10.what do u think of number 6?&lt;br&gt;&gt; she's my soulmate.. ehehe.. we have a lot of similarties. namimiss ko na sya...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11.what do you think of number 7?&lt;br&gt;&gt; si mela? we're close~ masarap makipagkwentuhan and stuff.. mabagal kumilos and she looks sickly, pero nagagalit pagsinabihan mo ng ganun. :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. who does number 3 like?&lt;br&gt;&gt; cosplaying, trolling, good anime, and LULZ probably :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. Have you ever been inside number 8's house?&lt;br&gt;&gt; uu! nung pumunta kami sa birthday party ni dais&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. Do you love number 4?&lt;br&gt;&gt; uu naman! gerpren ko yan e! labshu!! mwahahaha~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Ever been in the same bed as any of the numbers?&lt;br&gt;&gt; er... hmmm.. well, basta naman nakadaan sila sa apartment, the statement above is true na kasi madalas naman umupo sa kama ko yung mga bisita ko e...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. What about no. 5?&lt;br&gt;&gt; what about stephanie? labs ko din yan! kahit na lagi ako pinapapalit sa kanyang *ahem* bf's.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. Do you trust these people?&lt;br&gt;&gt; of course I do :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. would you date no. 5?&lt;br&gt;&gt;  nagdate na ba kami nyan... kung date yung mga panahon na nandito xa sa apartment at nagaaral kami.. I guess... pero yung deeto na date, well.. may utang pa yan sakin!! mwahahha~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. Love them all?&lt;br&gt;&gt; opkors I do~ &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-1034669744436438971?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/1034669744436438971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=1034669744436438971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1034669744436438971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1034669744436438971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/04/name-10-people-meme.html' title='Name 10 people meme~'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-8817584346545810823</id><published>2008-04-09T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T23:28:43.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Type from Blogthings</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ENFJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/enfj.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;The Giver&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed.&lt;br&gt;Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections.&lt;br&gt;Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down.&lt;br&gt;You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In love, you are very protective and supporting.&lt;br&gt;However, you do need to "feel special" - and it's quite easy for you to get jealous.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At work, you are a natural leader. You can help people discover their greatest potential.&lt;br&gt;You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist.&lt;br&gt;                &lt;br&gt;How you see yourself: Trusting, idealistic, and expressive&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Bossy, inappropriate, and loud&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-8817584346545810823?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/8817584346545810823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=8817584346545810823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8817584346545810823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8817584346545810823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/04/personality-type-from-blogthings.html' title='Personality Type from Blogthings'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-6352639514624615898</id><published>2008-04-04T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T01:28:34.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>105 facts on Seth.</title><content type='html'>grabbed from maikaness.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;MY 105 TRUTHS (minus two kasi may missing numbers):&lt;br&gt;1. real name – Alexandra Linchangco Nova (uu wala jan yung seth kaya wag nyo na hanapin.)&lt;br&gt;*missing number 2* &lt;--ayon kay clarice na ayon kay maika&lt;br&gt;3. hometown – Navotas&lt;br&gt;*missing number 4*&lt;--ayon uli kay clarice na ayon uli kay maika&lt;br&gt;5. male or female – bonafide biological female.. though I may not act it at times.&lt;br&gt;6. elementary – Westminister High School and Sta. Isabel College&lt;br&gt;7. middle name – Linchangco&lt;br&gt;8. high school – Sta. Isabel College&lt;br&gt;9. eye color – Dark Brown (kapareho ni maika)&lt;br&gt;10. hair color – its brown when the sun hits it&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;11. favorite number – 4&lt;br&gt;13. favorite drink – Rootbeer Float&lt;br&gt;14. favorite song – right now? LSS ko ang ending song ng Voltes V. T_T&lt;br&gt;15. are you a health freak – I'd be a lot thinner if I was, don't you think?&lt;br&gt;16. height – 5"2 since I last checked&lt;br&gt;18. do you like yourself – Of course! I'm pretty narcissistic (besides the fact I always complain about the fatness)&lt;br&gt;19. piercings – one. I used to have ear piercings, but one of em healed, so I only got one.&lt;br&gt;21. righty or lefty – righty&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FIRSTS:&lt;br&gt;22. first surgery – hmmm... wala e..&lt;br&gt;23. first piercings – ears -&gt; and it was only this freshman year of college&lt;br&gt;24. first best friend - gladys quierez? I think... elementary pa to..&lt;br&gt;25. first award - alam ko meron ako award nung nursery kasi may picture e... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br&gt;26. first sport - bowling&lt;br&gt;27. first pet - a dog named skeletor (hindi ako ang nagpangalan.. mga kapatid ko..)&lt;br&gt;28. first vacation - sa bahay ng lola ko?&lt;br&gt;29. first teacher – nanay ko?! &lt;-- ako rin..?&lt;br&gt;30. first crush – hmmm.. hmmm... yung classmate ko nung kinder? i don't remember anymore..&lt;br&gt;31. first phone number – I don't remember. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;LASTS:&lt;br&gt;36. last song you listened to – &lt;a href="http://homestarrunner.com/sbemail.htm"&gt;strong bad email&lt;/a&gt; songs&lt;br&gt;37. last out of state – nung grade 4? nagpunta kami ng HK..&lt;br&gt;38. last plane ride – uhm.. nung grade 6? nagpunta kami boracay&lt;br&gt;39. last vacation – uhmmm... uhmmm... er... I don't remember? nagsummer kasi ako last sem, then we didn't have that swimming thinger last year.. so last last year?&lt;br&gt;40. last fight – a few minutes ago&lt;br&gt;41. last message on friendster – panong message? yung last na nagmessage sakin si yannie..&lt;br&gt;43. last thing you bought – yung last thing I ate.&lt;br&gt;44 . last thing you ate – ang dakilang rice bowl meal sa KFC. (date with maikaness)&lt;br&gt;45. last thing you drank – fit and right! four seasons.&lt;br&gt;46. last on your top friends – huwaaat? hindi ko to gets..&lt;br&gt;47. last movie you saw – kakatapos ko lang panoorin --- I now pronounce you Chuck and Larry na galing kay maika.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;PRESENT:&lt;br&gt;49. eating – piknik shoestring potatoes&lt;br&gt;50. drinking – ubos na yung fit and right e&lt;br&gt;51. i'm about to – finish this then try again to find something to do.&lt;br&gt;52. listening to – the sound of my electric fan and me typing?&lt;br&gt;53. waiting for – me to feel sleepy.&lt;br&gt;54. wearing – kamiseta thinger I use for pantulog&lt;br&gt;55. want kids - yeah...but NOT anytime SOON!!! &lt;-- so very very true. :D&lt;br&gt;56. want to get married – of course, but not anytime soon din&lt;br&gt;57. where do you want to live? – dito lang. nasanay na e.&lt;br&gt;58. where do you want to go to college? – college na ako e.. UP desu.&lt;br&gt;59. no question – i have no idea... &lt;-- me too.&lt;br&gt;60. how many kids? – 2 &lt;-- oi ako din :D&lt;br&gt;61. still talk to parents? – yep. at bakit naman hinde?&lt;br&gt;62. want to be rich? – ATARIMAE DESHO!!! &lt;-- yeah! who the hell doesn't want to be rich??&lt;br&gt;63. want to be famous? – its too troublesome&lt;br&gt;64. will there be flying cars? – ewan, kung meron man, baka di ko na maabutan.&lt;br&gt;65. ‘bout underground living? – gurren lagann na ba to?&lt;br&gt;66. are these questions crazy? – relative to how I think, its very.. normal.&lt;br&gt;67. careers in mind – syempre meron na.. at chemical engineer yun! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX:&lt;br&gt;68. lips or eyes – eyes... &lt;-- me too&lt;br&gt;69. hugs or kisses – hugs desu... &lt;-- me too&lt;br&gt;70. shorter or taller – taller!!!!!!! &lt;-- me too, but gelo's just around my height.&lt;br&gt;71. tan skinned or light – either way's fine.. pero light siguro?&lt;br&gt;72. romantic or spontaneous - wala bang romantic and spontaneous?&lt;br&gt;73. dark or light hair – biased ako sa asians e. so dark...?&lt;br&gt;74. muscular or normal – ewww.. muscles.. normal lang po.&lt;br&gt;75. hook ups or relationship - relationship&lt;br&gt;76. similar to you or different – 50-50&lt;br&gt;77. trouble maker or hesitant – si gelo ay trouble maker type.. so trouble make type I guess.. parang scary yung hesitant e.. might be gay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br&gt;78. kissed a stranger – you don't do that!!! I don't do that!&lt;br&gt;79. drank alcohol – yup.still don't find it good tho..&lt;br&gt;80. broken a bone – nope. and I don't want to. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br&gt;82. broken someones heart – none that I know of.&lt;br&gt;83. turned someone down - does 'suddenly become distant' count?&lt;br&gt;84. done drugs - if its the medicine kind, yeah.. but the other one -- NO!!&lt;br&gt;85. liked a friend as more than a friend – si gelo? ehehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br&gt;86. yourself – let's just say this is an oscillatory response between no and yes. minsan oo minsan hinde.&lt;br&gt;87. miracles – &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"there can be miracles~ if you believe~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;88. Easter Bunny – er... nope. not at all. I don't even know how he's related to Jesus..&lt;br&gt;89. Santa Claus – it is nice to believe in one... &lt;-- sou desu ne...&lt;br&gt;90. Sex on the first date – NO... absolutely not! my gawd!&lt;br&gt;91. angels - yup. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br&gt;92. Is there one or more people you want to be with right now? – I'm alone in the apartment.. so definitely yes. It's pretty scary here.&lt;br&gt;93. Are you on Friendster a lot? – when I don't have stuff to do.&lt;br&gt;94. Are you cool? – well, I find myself cool, but I highly doubt that I pass off as cool to normal people..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LASTS:&lt;br&gt;95. Text message – stepanie marie &lt;-- ako din~&lt;br&gt;96. Recieved call – stepanie marie &lt;-- ako din ulet!&lt;br&gt;97. Call made – apparently si Stephanie Marie din..&lt;br&gt;98. comment on friendster – please see number 93... &lt;br&gt;99. Missed Call – unknown number.. o.o&lt;br&gt;100. Person you hung out with - Maikaness&lt;br&gt;101. You hugged – er.. hmmm.... si maika? nung natapos defense nya..&lt;br&gt;103. You talked to – Maika.. sa skype.&lt;br&gt;104. You slapped – I don't think I've ever slapped anybody.. but I could be wrong..&lt;br&gt;105. Said I love you to – gelo desu.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-6352639514624615898?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/6352639514624615898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=6352639514624615898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6352639514624615898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6352639514624615898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/04/105-facts-on-seth.html' title='105 facts on Seth.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-4935792110682185288</id><published>2008-04-02T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T03:06:04.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taga-UPLB ka kung...</title><content type='html'>Took a break from work and took a peek at my multiply then saw this in a friend's multiply account, then got the whole list in &lt;a href="http://whatsuplosbanos.com/?p=219#more-219"&gt;http://whatsuplosbanos.com/?p=219#more-219&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hindi ganun nakakatawa yung iba, but hey, when you're this stressed, a lot of things seem funny to you. :P&lt;br&gt;------&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Kilala mo si Mang Pogs.&lt;br&gt; 2. Nalilito ka kung saan nakalagay ang banga ni Mariang Banga.&lt;br&gt; 3. Tubig na lang ang tingin mo sa gin.&lt;br&gt; 4. Ginamit mong reviewer ang mga old exams para sa mga midterms, prefi at finals sa bio, math, stat, chem, physics, eco etc.&lt;br&gt; 5. Hindi ka sumasagot ng UP (yupeee) kapag tinanong ka kung saan ka graduate.hahaha! sagot mo elbi.&lt;br&gt; 6. Taga-elbi ka kapag kilala mo yung professor na nagbi-bike ng naka-barong na kupas. (Si climax! kalahating albert einstein, kalhating mang pandoy)&lt;br&gt; 7. Ok lang pumasok sa mga klase kahit naka pambahay/pantulog attire ka.&lt;br&gt; 8. Pag nagtanong si manong driver ng “may animal ba dyan?”, at may sumagot ng “meron po” ay di ka natawa.&lt;br&gt; 9. Pag nagtanong uli si manong driver ng “may mens ba dyan?”, at may sumagot uli ng “meron po” ay di ka natawa.&lt;br&gt; 10. Di ka nahihiyang magbitbit ng malaking payong.&lt;br&gt; 11. Taga-elbi ka kung pagkatapos mong magbakasakali kay Mang Pogs, diretso ka na kay Mr. Midnight&lt;br&gt; 12. Bumibili ka ng blue book sa Coop.&lt;br&gt; 13. Alam mong hindi pwedeng ibato ang Batong Malaki.&lt;br&gt; 14. Nung pinanood mo ang movie ni aga at regine na shot at elbi (sa may gaygay gowns) at nagtawag ng taxi si regine e nagtawanan kayo ng mga taga-LB at clueless ang iba.&lt;br&gt; 15. Alam mo kung nasaan ang White House.&lt;br&gt; 16. May tanline ka ng tsinelas.&lt;br&gt; 17. Alam mong mas masarap ang pancit canton na niluto sa ‘heater cup’&lt;br&gt; 18. Sanay ka maglakad.&lt;br&gt; 19. Thursday night ang gimik night mo.&lt;br&gt; 20. Alam mo na ang pinakamalaking banyo ay ang Ellen’s Fried Chicken, at Sizzler’s ang initingalang kainan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span id="more-219"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21. Kilala mo sina Saniano Boy at Saniano Girl.&lt;br&gt; 22. Alam mo kung nasaan ang “Johnson”.&lt;br&gt; 23. Alam mo ang kaibahan ng dalawang Flatrocks.&lt;br&gt; 24. Kaya mong pumasok ng hindi naliligo.&lt;br&gt; 25. Alam mong si Carasus at Pegabao ay iisa.&lt;br&gt; 26. Alam mong okey lang na pumunta sa Maahas.&lt;br&gt; 27. Tumatambay ka sa APEC para mag inom.&lt;br&gt; 28. Alam mo kung nasaan ang Fertility Tree, Kwek KwekTower, at ang Templo ni Bruce Lee.&lt;br&gt; 29. Tuloy ang klase kahit signal number 3 na.&lt;br&gt; 30. Alam mo kung saan ang pilahan ng jeep papuntang IRRI, Forestry, o kaya ay Jamboree…&lt;br&gt; 31. Hindi ka kumakain ng buko pie.&lt;br&gt; 32. Alam mo na bago pa man nauso ang unli rice sa Tokyo Tokyo, marketing strategy na ito ng Salad Country.&lt;br&gt; 33. Hinahanap-hanap mo ang chocolate cake sa Mer-Nel’s.&lt;br&gt; 34. Alam mong bawal tumawid sa UPLB Gate(main), mula Guard House papuntang harap ng Carabao Park…&lt;br&gt; 35. Alam mong may oras lang na pwede kumain sa IRRI pag di ka IRRI employee.&lt;br&gt; 36. Sanay ka maglagay ng Knorr Seasoning sa kanin.&lt;br&gt; 37. Alam mong ang hanging bridge ay di talaga naka-hang.&lt;br&gt; 38. Alam mong hindi lang dalawang pulgada ang layo ng Bayog sa Anos.&lt;br&gt; 39. Kapag nate-take mo na di magpalit ng pants hanggang ilang araw.. hehe..&lt;br&gt; 40. Alam mo kung nasaan ang tatlong Ellen’s fried chicken sa LB.&lt;br&gt; 41. Apektado ka sa pagsasara ng ic’s.&lt;br&gt; 42. Pag may sakit ka, hindi ka pupunta “infirmary” except lang pag kukuha ka ng excuse slip.&lt;br&gt; 43. Marami kang alam na ghost stories, sa ilag’s, sa men’s dorm, sa faculty village, sa may social garden etc…&lt;br&gt; 44. Pag umihi ka na sa gilid ng SU (tuwing feb fair).&lt;br&gt; 45. Alam mo na ang tunog ng pillbox. (rambol!)&lt;br&gt; 46. Taga lb ka kapag kilala mo si “Manang slow”..&lt;br&gt; 47. Hindi mo na naabutan ang Vega mall at Robinson’s.&lt;br&gt; 48. Taga elbi ka kapag mas gusto mong tumambay pag feb fair kesa manood ng kung anuman sa stage.&lt;br&gt; 49. Kaya mong i-identify ang species at subspecies ng bawat punong nadadaanan mo.&lt;br&gt; 50. Alam mo na ang shortest way sa papuntang St. Therese chapel from Humanities ay ang dirt road…&lt;br&gt; 51. Taga-elbi ka kapag alam mo kung baket maraming natatalisod sa raymundo gate.&lt;br&gt; 52. Hindi mo kailangan ng rason para uminom … hindi mo na rin keilangan ng mesa pag iinom (… hindi mo na rin minsan kailangan ng baso ).&lt;br&gt; 53. Alam mo kung nasaan ang Soils.&lt;br&gt; 54. Mas trip mo mag-redhorse kesa mag San Miguel Light.&lt;br&gt; 55. Kung di man natuloy ay binalak mong umakyat ng peak two ng Mt Makiling.&lt;br&gt; 56. Taga elbi ka pag nakakita ka ng snow pag summer (yun yung bulak na nagkalat sa campus… kapok).&lt;br&gt; 57. Taga-elbi ka rin pag handa mong gawin ang lahat pag nag-peprerog ka makakuha ka lng ng slot sa subject na yon (lalo na pag GE).&lt;br&gt; 58. Alam mo kung saan makakabili ng masarap na proven at chicken skin–&gt; dun malapit sa white house.&lt;br&gt; 59. Alam mong ang devcom ay dating under ng CA.&lt;br&gt; 60. Mas enjoy mo ang gimik sa apartment compared to bars and restos.&lt;br&gt; 61. Alam mong ang “audi” at DL Umali Hall ay iisa.&lt;br&gt; 62. Alam mong may gasolinahan sa loob ng campus (sa likod ng CEAT).&lt;br&gt; 63. Sineryoso mo na kailangan may kasama kang date pag drill night.&lt;br&gt; 63. Alam mo kung nasaan ang Ilag’s, Raymundo’s at Catalan.&lt;br&gt; 64. Dismissed ka na pero sa elbi ka pa rin nakatira.&lt;br&gt; 65. Alam mo kung nasaan ang Batcave.&lt;br&gt; 66. Gusto mong pasabugin ang PhySci building.&lt;br&gt; 67.Alam mong ang LB Square ay dating vacant lot na puro talahib.&lt;br&gt; 68. Nakapanood ka na ng sine sa Agrix.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-4935792110682185288?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/4935792110682185288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=4935792110682185288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4935792110682185288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4935792110682185288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/04/taga-uplb-ka-kung.html' title='Taga-UPLB ka kung...'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-8926517382269946872</id><published>2008-03-25T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T02:21:16.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayabangan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Kayabangan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or being boastful is a &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;defense mechanism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. It is born out of &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;insecurity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; -- out of the need to constantly convince yourself of something you think you are. Insecurity is born out of a weak foundation of one's belief in oneself. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And the solution to this insecurity? &lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Words.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Praises.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Compliments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Sweet rewards for any insecure person. If we can assure ourselves of who we want to think we are, then we let other people do it for us. We place our foundation of one's belief in other people. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What brings about praises and compliments? Doing something good. Extraordinary. Impressive. And this results in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kayabangan&lt;/span&gt;. The need to satiate our insecurity with praises and compliments.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is a double-edged sword. As much as praises and compliments comfort you, insults would hurt as much, and would easily crumble your confidence.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mayabang&lt;/span&gt;, you actually feel threatened if there's someone showing off (something you know you're good at also). I've noticed also that the most offended when someone is showing off are the people who are also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mayabang&lt;/span&gt; themselves. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think it might be because they have a need to prove to themselves that they're better. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I should know, since I, for one, is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mayabang&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm trying (and have been trying to) to remedy this by trying to be an introvert. Someone who does not have to prove to others what they are. Those who simply firmly believe in themselves and are not swayed by the opinions of others. (kaya nga meron nung last post..)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ironically, blogging is a form of extroversion. Blogging aims to layout a person's thoughts to others so that he/she can get their opinions.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gambarimasu~ T.T&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S. (for Maika) hindi nanaman ako nageemo.. kung di mo maget, kay lang yun! labs naman kita e! *hugs*&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-8926517382269946872?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/8926517382269946872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=8926517382269946872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8926517382269946872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8926517382269946872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/03/kayabangan.html' title='Kayabangan.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-6715703155085115198</id><published>2008-03-23T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T01:54:50.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being an Extrovert Sucks.</title><content type='html'>     Yep. It does. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Other people's opinions &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;shouldn't matter&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Comparing yourself to others can sometimes boost your ego but most of the time only makes you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;depressed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;sucks the fun out of life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Self-confidence embedded on other people and not yourself is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;unstable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and can be lost easily, especially when you need it the most. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Extroverts are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;user-friendly&lt;/span&gt;. As they can be easily swayed by others, they can also be easily used by others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Being an extrovert makes life complicated. They want to make everyone happy all of the time. And as we all know, that's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt;. Thus, more emoness.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Be selfish.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Love yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Don't care about others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Do what you want. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Live your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;..... I wish I could be like that. ahahaha... old habits are hard to kill, and alas, I'm still an extrovert. And it sucks. XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S. oi walang mag iimagine na naglalaslas na ako ha, hindi ako emo. I just wanted to get it out of my brain because it's impeding the acad mode. :P&lt;br&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-6715703155085115198?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/6715703155085115198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=6715703155085115198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6715703155085115198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6715703155085115198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/03/being-extrovert-sucks.html' title='Being an Extrovert Sucks.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-7121702379213801598</id><published>2008-03-23T06:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T10:42:49.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'> 17 Love Questions meme</title><content type='html'>grabbed from teh maikaness~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 12pt;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Lucida Sans';"&gt;17 Love Q's&lt;br&gt;If you opened it, you have to do it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*You must answer every question, TRUTHFULLY.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[01] Do you still have feelings for your ex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Lucida Sans';"&gt;&lt;br&gt;nope. none. nada.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[02] Have you ever been given roses?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;it's one of my frustrations. :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[03] What is your all-time favorite romance movie?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Serendipity&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[04] How many times have you honestly been in love?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Twice. yeah. twice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[05] Do you believe that everyone has a soul-mate?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yup~ :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[06] What’s your current problem/s?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;wala naman... i guess teh long distance? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[07] Have you ever had your heartbroken?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;yup, kaya nga twice yung sa [04] e.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[08] Long Distance Relationships?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;eto.. currently in one.. pero ilang months na lang.. ehehe (still more than half a year to go, pero considering nakalagpas na kami ng 2 years, sandali na lng yun!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[09] Have you ever seen a friend as more than a friend?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;well, Gelo started out as a friend, then more than a friend.. pero sya lang naman yun e.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[10] Do you believe in the statement, "Once a cheater always a cheater"?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cheating is hard to forgive.. pero depende na siguro dun sa tao kung magchecheat sya ulet. I do believe that people can change, pero it's not that we can forgive what they've done. :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[11] How many kids do you want to have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;a boy and a girl &lt;-- ako din~ parang mas gusto ko na mas matanda yung girl...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[12] What’s your favorite color?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;hmmmm.... yellow?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[14] Do you believe you truly love only once?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;well I believe that you can't love two or more at one time...  I read it in reader's digest. lol. At one time, you can only truly love one person. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Lucida Sans';"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[15] Imagine you're 79 and your spouse just died, would you get re-married?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;why would I? i'd rather die... and i'd probably wish i'd die.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: 'Lucida Sans';"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[16] At what age did you start noticing the opposite sex?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;the start of college? ahahhaha I was in an all-girls school.. yung opposite sex na alam ko lang, family and anime. :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;[17] What song do you want to hear at your wedding?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;hmmm... i'm not sure yet.. ahahhahahahahahah.. actually wala ako maisip e..&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-7121702379213801598?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/7121702379213801598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=7121702379213801598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/7121702379213801598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/7121702379213801598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/03/17-love-questions-meme.html' title=' 17 Love Questions meme'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-6824958799568843196</id><published>2008-02-08T07:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T10:43:35.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Palarong UPLB 2008</title><content type='html'>     Ngayon ko lang naramdaman ang Palarong UPLB.. parang dati kasi, it just passes without me noticing. Pero nag-enjoy naman ako this year! :D Palarong UPLB is still not done, I think it's still until tomorrow. &lt;br&gt;    Anyway, kaya lang naman ako naging active is because I'm part of the CEAT Archery team. Yeah, it sounds all cool, but it's just actually the team of the people who managed to show up. I was the one up first, and I totally sucked. THREE MISSES! ewww... I got a total score of 48 and I was the lowest in the first round. But I did enjoy.. though it was only around 30 mins coz I had to go to my lab class. &lt;br&gt;    But yeah, it feels totally cool to be a representative for your college and to be part of the palaro. I got the shirt and stuff. :D Walang pictures eh.. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-6824958799568843196?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/6824958799568843196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=6824958799568843196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6824958799568843196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6824958799568843196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/02/palarong-uplb-2008.html' title='Palarong UPLB 2008'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-6529945908363885126</id><published>2008-01-27T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T02:57:14.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UP meme snagged from mimsas</title><content type='html'>1. Student number?&lt;br&gt;03-10514&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 2. College?&lt;br&gt;CEAT&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 3. Ano ang course mo?&lt;br&gt;BS Chemical Engineering&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 4. Nag-shift ka ba o na-kickout?&lt;br&gt;... nadismiss lang naman.. nagpakadelinkwente kasi e..&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 5. Saan ka kumuha ng UPCAT?&lt;br&gt; UP Diliman... umaga ata.. may dala pa ako kendi. :P&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 6. Favorite GE subject?&lt;br&gt;.... Nasc 1? (Best Poster kami! XD) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 7. Favorite PE?&lt;br&gt;ARCHERY!!! :D:D:D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 8. Saan ka nag-aabang ng hot guy sa UP?&lt;br&gt;hindi ako nag-aabang e.. pero marami sila... though most of them are *ahem* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;questionable&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 9. Favorite prof(s)&lt;br&gt; Sir Alf - oh my gulay! :D wala lang.. kahit na mejo boring yung class nya, naaliw naman ako sa kanya e.. mabait kapag sinasabi ni 'little voice' na icancel the lowest exam :P&lt;br&gt;Sir Rex - kahit na mataas ang expectations, nakakadala ang passion nya for chemical engineering.. though mejo natatakot parin ako sa kanya :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; 10. Pinaka-ayaw na GE subject.&lt;br&gt;Nasc 8...? ahh hinde.. ENG 1... sobrang boring.. kasi HS english lang eh.. lagi ako lumalabas in the middle of the class to buy some iced tea to wake me up. :P&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 11. Kumuha ka ba ng Wed or Sat classes?&lt;br&gt;Walang Sat classes sa elbi.. kapag summer lang (and madalas hindi natutuloy kasi pati yung instructor tinatamad.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 12. Nakapag-field trip ka ba?&lt;br&gt;Uu.. sa mga power plant :P&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 13. Naging CS ka na ba or US sa UP?&lt;br&gt;HINDE~ isang malaking pangarap lang yan...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 14. Ano ang Org/Frat/Soro mo?&lt;br&gt;hmmm... would Skewed Studios count? hinde.. barbarian ako e. *imagines a muscly self* ewww...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 15. Saan ka tumatambay palagi?&lt;br&gt;ngaun mostly sa apartment ko na lang... pero dati whitehaus-H5, SU, abode&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 16. Dorm, Boarding house, o Bahay?&lt;br&gt;Nung first sem first year, taga New Dorm ako.. tas lumipat na ako dito sa La Ville sa aking maliit na apartment. :P&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 17. Kung walang UPCAT at malaya kang nakapili ng kurso mo sa UP, ano yun? &lt;br&gt;Initally ang gusto ko sana kunin ay ECE eh.. pero inlab na ako sa course ko ngaun eh, so ChemEng parin ♥&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 18. Sino ang pinaka-una mong nakilala sa UP?&lt;br&gt;sino ba... roommates ko sa room 203 sa new dorm cguro.. ehhe.. pero kung classmates, sina maika yun :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 19. First play na napanood mo sa UP?&lt;br&gt;HINDI KO NA NAAALALA!! *tries to squeeze it out of her memory* ..................... the vagina monologues ata? XD&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 20. Name the 5 most conyo orgs in UP&lt;br&gt;wala ganu ganyan saamin e.. meron lang mga bading at bordering on bading.. iba yun sa conyo e.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 21. Name 5 of the coolest orgs/frats/soro in UP.&lt;br&gt; Skewed, Lulz. &lt;--- ditto.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; 22. May frat/soro bang nag-recruit sa yo?&lt;br&gt;Painters ata.. tas SOMA at Japanology..&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 23. Saan ka madalas mag-lunch?&lt;br&gt;dati sa Mernel's at sa SU... tas Komeshi.. tas ngaun it's either KFC, McDo or Ellen's Fried Chicken [yung sa raymundo]. :P&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 24. Masaya ba sa UP?&lt;br&gt; best years of my life so far. &lt;-- I agree with ya there! :D:D&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 25. Nakasama ka na ba sa rally?&lt;br&gt;ahahaha nakakita lang.. libre food at transpo daw pero.. ayoko e..&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 26. Ilang beses ka bumoto sa Student Council&lt;br&gt;wala. ignorante kasi ako sa mga ganyang bagay e..&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 27. Name at least 5 leftist groups in UP&lt;br&gt;let us again point out na ignorante si sesu. yes.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 28. Pinangarap mo rin bang mag-laude nung freshman ka?&lt;br&gt;syempre naman! :D:D pero hanggang pangarap lang pala talaga yun... T.T&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt; 29. Kanino ka pinaka-patay sa UP?&lt;br&gt;dun sa that guy na nakita ko sa SU tas nagpaturo sakin ng Math 17 nung freshman ako :P&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 30. Kung di ka UP, anong school ka?&lt;br&gt; Mapua. dun kasi dapat talaga ako e.. yun lang naman inaplayan ko ng exam e.. UP at Mapua (then pinakuha ako ng Dad ko sa UST just in case)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-6529945908363885126?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/6529945908363885126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=6529945908363885126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6529945908363885126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6529945908363885126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/01/up-meme-snagged-from-mimsas.html' title='UP meme snagged from mimsas'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-8596361161928593539</id><published>2008-01-22T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T01:06:08.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so the dream ends..</title><content type='html'>    We said our farewells just hours ago, and it already feels like a dream. I look at the pictures I've taken the past few days and it feels like they never happened. It's like he was never here, but I'm definitely much happier than before he visited. More in love with him too. ♥&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    It's like some sort of recharge to let us get through another year of not being able to be with each other (again, physically coz we talk online 24/7 when he's in Beijing). &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    .... but it's only for one more year, one last stretch. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gambare, Sesu! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-8596361161928593539?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/8596361161928593539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=8596361161928593539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8596361161928593539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8596361161928593539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/01/and-so-dream-ends.html' title='And so the dream ends..'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-4326626160864719090</id><published>2008-01-06T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T02:26:30.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meme from Vane :D</title><content type='html'>THE KWENTO MEME&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.   Kwento ng name mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Apparently, my dad gave me my name and its either from the land Alexandria or some english queen. I like it tho :D&lt;br&gt;Yung nickname ko na Seth ay online name ko dati sa Hogwarts online na actually galing sa City of Angels --- Seth Plate. Seth just sounded Slytherin-ish [I was in Slytherin house. :p]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.  Anong kwento ng last birthday mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anu nga ba? I honestly don't remember.. pero I was here in elbi probably kasi nagsusummer ako eh.. probably went out with the family to eat. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" class="ljcut" text="More stories.  Read on."&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.  Anong kwento ng 1st lovelife mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;1st lovelife? kasama ba yung onesided na meron may crush sakin na girl? lol. kasi all girl school eh.. I'm apparently handsome. *shiny smile* :D:D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.  Anong kwento ng lovelife mo ngayon?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Eto, long distance relationship for two years.. pero nandito na sya ngaun sa pinas, tho for three weeks lang... I'm uber happy now since it's been a year since we were together last (well, physically since lagi naman kami online :P)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.  Anong kwento ng buhok mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm trying to grow it to the length before I got my haircut. Symbolic kasi yun eh, letting go and regrowing a new set. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.  Anong kwento ng computer mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Teloyblade 2.0~ si Teloyblade 1.0 kasi pinaayos ko sa pcexpress tas sabi nila sobrang luma na nung model kaya mahihirapan and partly sayang lang kung aayusin pa.. so they suggested I just buy a new one. Nagpacanvas ako ng standard-ish quality na CPU --- new motherboard, 1GB DDR2 ram, dual core processor, GeForce 7700 video card, a new casing... all for 12k. Syempre swerto ako pasko nun so oks lang sa parents ko.. ngaun bad-ass na compy ko! Mwahahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.  Anong kwento ng kwarto mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Kung sa bahay namin sa Makati, wala akong sariling kwarto dun.. dito sa elbi I'm sharing an apartment with Cyen. :D Been here for 4 years now, and parang gusto ko pag nagwork ako dito pa rin. So many memories, naging official tambayan kasi to ng skewed dati. :D&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8.  Anong kwento mo last Christmas?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayun, kahapon lang dumating yung pasko ko. Nung nagkita na kami sa wakas.. :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.  Anung kwento mo last Valentine's?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;well, it passed. lol. It's hard to celebrate when your partner is in another country.. I suppose nagdaydream na lang ako ng flowers, chocolates and a candlelight dinner for two. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.  Anong kwento ng chinelas na suot mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;I bought it in pure gold more than a year ago.. and it's still okay! Hindi sya girly tho.. iz manly.. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;11.  Anong kwento nung una mong nakita yung crush mo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the sunlight was pouring into the room blinding me for a moment, then I saw... I saw him.... &lt;/span&gt;na nakaupo sa SU nag-aaral ng Math 17.. nagpatulong pa nga sakin eh! &lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;12.  Anong kwento sayo ng parents mo tungkol kay Santa Claus?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;it's a bit sad that kahit nung bata pa ako, hindi ako naniwala na may santa claus ever... though I did believe in the tooth fairy. ^^;;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;13.  Anong kwento nung best book na nabasa mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not much of a reader.. it'll be harry potter, I guess, kasi dun lang naman ako talaga na-hook eh. ^^;;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;14.  Anong kuwento ng course mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, it wasn't supposed to go this way, kasi ECE ang first choice ko.. pero I'm really really really grateful na napunta pa rin ako sa chemical engineering.. I've developed a passion for it :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;**** IMMA TAG ALL YUU PIPZ! (Meaning, lahat ng magbasa nito, you go make this meme. :D)&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-4326626160864719090?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/4326626160864719090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=4326626160864719090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4326626160864719090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4326626160864719090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/01/meme-from-vane-d.html' title='meme from Vane :D'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-1583598494420523980</id><published>2008-01-05T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T02:06:40.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheer Happiness. ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING!: CONTAINS MUSH AND LOVEYDOVEY STUFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.... and so I fell in love with him again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a year since the last time I was with Gelo, well physically (since we're always together online). He just got home from Beijing two days ago. It's a bit weird meeting someone after a year.. it takes  a few minutes to take in that 'he's actually here!' . I was actually a bit mad at him before he got here, since he didn't text at all the day before, but the moment I saw him, I just suddenly forgot (and hugged him for the first time in 12 months). The anger just disappeared. That's love for ya! &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't really talk much, we just gave each other the accumulated gifts we had for each other, shared a plate of andok's and watched abit of comedy while lounging around. I guess all the hugs, the kisses, and touching of our hands spoke for us the whole time. All I can say is --- No amount of words, spoken or typed, can compare to just one hug, moreso a hug you had a year to wait for. &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;He bought me the jacket he told me he couldn't buy (coz he didn't have money, but he saved up to still buy it for me.. so sweet!!!!). He gave me a wallet (he bought himself a similar one too) to replace the one I lost. He gave me a necklace and a bracelet...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......... ARGGGHH!! I totally suck at giving gifts.. my gifts are totally embarrassing compared to that! T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can no longer think of any other way of describing why I fell in love with him again, so I guess I'll just stop here. Ehehe.. plus it's late and I should be getting my sleep. I'll just say that I'm still all smiles. &lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait 'till I see him again. I hope it's soon.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Exam ng ChE 172 kanina, and let's just say I'll try doing better next time. Ehehehe~ Sacrifices HAD to be made! ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-1583598494420523980?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/1583598494420523980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=1583598494420523980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1583598494420523980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1583598494420523980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2008/01/sheer-happiness.html' title='Sheer Happiness. ♥'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-1243591074844077092</id><published>2007-12-31T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:56:07.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>It's finally 2008, meaning only a year to go 'til Gelo comes back permanently~ :D:D Also, it means I should be working on my thesis research more.. but what the heck. :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, I just wanted to say~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.anikaos.com/0003-panda/kaos-panda28.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-1243591074844077092?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/1243591074844077092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=1243591074844077092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1243591074844077092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1243591074844077092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-year.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-4126245485305394214</id><published>2007-12-24T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T02:59:24.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting My Blessings.</title><content type='html'>Every year, the Linchangco family (family at my mother's side) gathers to celebrate christmas eve together. We have a small service, to thank God for this year's blessings, and for the chance to celebrate the holidays with people important to us. There's a sermon part in that service, and it was my mom's turn to hold the sermon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year's christmas message was to be thankful for all our blessings.. that blessings given to us are sometimes neglected and taken for granted, since we're always asking for more. That we should be thankful for what we have, not be bitter for what we don't have. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We were all given a card to write our things we are thankful for on. Then we were asked to tell everyone what we wrote, and hang the card on the christmas tree. (I'll upload the pics later.. my cuz, ope took some pics. :D)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wrote:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    - family&lt;br&gt;    - friends&lt;br&gt;    - love&lt;br&gt;    - life&lt;br&gt;    - school&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;FAMILY.&lt;/span&gt; I'm thankful that God gave me a very wonderful family.. which may be unusual sometimes, which may not be picture perfect, but because this was my family, that I am who I am --- happy, content, free to make my own choice, supported, fulfilled.. I know that I have a home to go to. &lt;br style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;FRIENDS.&lt;/span&gt; I say this mostly because of recent events, since this semester, I had the blessing of new friends, and better bonding with some. I'm also thankful for all the friends I've had, since elementary, since highschool (Tropang Awtkast peeps, thanks! :D) ...but most especially in this college life. I've made so many friends in Los Banos.. considering that I didn't know a soul when I first stepped there. There's the Skewed, and there's my ChE family.. I'm really very lucky.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Love pretty much covers both the aspect of family and friends, but here I mean... well you know what I mean, or rather, you know who I'm talking about -- Gelo. I'm very very very thankful that despite the distance, we're still together. I mean, I'm very very very very thankful just for the fact that I have Gelo. To talk to, to laugh with, to spend idle time with, to encourage me when I'm working hard, to give me a purpose in life, to give me something to look forward to, to surprise me, to make me smile without any effort.. among so many other things. When I'm in his company, I'm constanly reminded that I'm lucky, and definitely blessed. Thank You, Lord.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;LIFE.&lt;/span&gt; When I was a kid, I've always thought that I could die at any moment, and not regret anything. I may not be able to say the same thing now, but I still do feel the same contentment. My life's been smooth sailing ever since I was born.. there might have been bumps in the ride, but I know that other people had rougher rides. I know that I'm really lucky. As Tito Jojo said: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Having more that what you need is definitely better that needing more that what you have. Consider yourselves very lucky and never take that for granted."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt; I never expected to pass in UP. I never really planned to be a chemical engineer. But these unforeseen circumstances were blessings for me. I'm proud to be a UP student, to have one of the best education this country can offer. Though accidental at first, I've gained a passion for being a chemical engineer.&lt;br&gt;I'm thankful that now I'm coping with getting dismissed. I managed to fit in all the courses I needed to finish.. and if God permits, I would probably be graduating next semester. My grades are somehow improving (but still pretty lame compared to some people I know) but I'm still happy with the small improvement. I'm working really hard this semester, with my thesis and full load. Gambare sesu~ :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No, I didn't get to explain everything this detailed when it was my turn to tell. I only managed to tell a minute part of this.. as I was already crying while telling them. I'm such a crybaby.. I get moved to easily.. and it sucks cuz I wanted to give a good speech! All I managed was to make a complete fool of myself. :P Oh well. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Since I'm a little frustrated, I just poured it all out here for people who actually try to read my long posts, and for me, who likes to read her blogposts after sometime has passed. Ehehe..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JUST REMEMBER: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;BE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKFUL &lt;/span&gt;FOR WHAT YOU HAVE. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS,&lt;/span&gt; NOT YOUR MISFORTUNES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-4126245485305394214?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/4126245485305394214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=4126245485305394214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4126245485305394214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4126245485305394214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/12/counting-my-blessings.html' title='Counting My Blessings.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-2453821235332419424</id><published>2007-12-22T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T11:02:27.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being of the Female Variety.</title><content type='html'>Why is it that when a girl gets a haircut to impress a boy, the boy never notices?&lt;br&gt;Or when she purposely primps herself for hours?&lt;br&gt;Why is it that men rarely remember anniversaries?&lt;br&gt;Why is it that men never seem to pick up subtle hints?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is it because only women hunger for romance? Why do we need romance anyway? Why do we crave for the butterflies in our stomach? That magical blissful feeling? For something to make us blush?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Are women too demanding? Or is it that men simply don't comprehend romance?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;................*sigh*&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-2453821235332419424?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/2453821235332419424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=2453821235332419424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2453821235332419424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2453821235332419424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/12/being-of-female-variety.html' title='Being of the Female Variety.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-5679444466935181102</id><published>2007-12-20T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T01:45:45.708+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ChE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>My Christmas Ups and Downs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The season of Christmas is finally here.. and well.. honestly, I'm still a bit in limbo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really feeling the Christmas spirit this year, you see.. you know that warm feeling you get when you hear christmas songs? I'm not really feeling that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't mean I'm not happy, I mean, I'm in oodles of happiness, especially since a lot of special things happened to me this month:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DotA Sessions in the apartment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="padding: 0pt 5px 5px; float: left;" src="http://images.swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R2qkZwoKCD0AAFKj2Vk1/images.jpg?et=A9z8IkDjlYvC%2BW4kwu1m%2Bg&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...and so we got a bit tired of WoW (since the server we were on became a funserver). I was bored so I installed me some WC3, and decided to try out DotA again. I ended up getting hooked again (kahit na AI lang yun) and I also got Dianne hooked. :D&lt;br /&gt;So we just play DotA in the apartment whenever we're free.. me on my computer, and Dianne on my laptop. I can't describe how fun it is, the fragging, the getting pwned, the relearning process.. all I can say is, it totally rocks. I can't wait till I get back to elbi and play again.. maybe I can make Cyen hooked into it, too. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Dinner Out in Glorietta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 0pt 5px 5px; float: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R2qktwoKCD0AAG3wH1A1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 122px; height: 163px;" src="http://images.swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R2qktwoKCD0AAG3wH1A1/IMAGE_00017.jpg?et=V9Wdbluf0dGsBYFSZdQL%2BA&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R2qktwoKCD0AAG3wH1A1"&gt;   &lt;img style="width: 123px; height: 163px;" src="http://images.swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R2qknAoKCD0AAG3zIio1/IMAGE_00016.jpg?et=dvOiduy%2BfgObIyP3Ig2WhQ&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carla invited me some time ago to go to dinner with some of the Skewed people working in Makati. I met up with Joey, Carla and Yannie and had dinner in North Park. It wasn't a big celebration, but it really is nice to see friends after a long time.. we talked about a random stuff and enjoyed delicious chinese food. Wish we could do it again some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChEsmas Party:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/20/9"&gt;&lt;img style="padding: 0pt 5px 5px; width: 156px; height: 116px; float: left;" src="http://images.swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/image/5/photos/20/300x300/9/IMAGE_00055.jpg?et=nQMFmmiFLYFjD18VEgR3rw&amp;amp;nmid=73503191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; It's been awhile since the most of the Skewed moved out of elbi, so these past few months I've been reunited with my ChE family. I've made myself a few close friends in the department and enough acquaintances for me the have enough courage to actually attend the xmas party. I figured I should at least attend this year since it might be my last chance to attend.. and most of my batchmates will be there since it would be their last, too.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I almost didn't go to the party, but a certain Maika called me up and awoke me from my nap to make me go. I'm really grateful, since I would've regretted missing the fun (and the bonus points for ChE 165 for attending).&lt;br /&gt;Though it was a short event comprising of only batch presentations and bingo, I really had fun. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ChE Batch 2003 Christmas Party:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As was my attendance in the ChEsmas party, here was also a first. I wasn't really close to my batchmates, but I had Maika and Steph to keep me company, so I went along.&lt;br /&gt;It was dinner at Lola Linda's. The food wasn't all that great, but the program was awesome. There were games and a weird exchange gift system. There was even a dance presentation! I was part of the calamansi relay (and I'm totally grateful that I'm not in any other game.. cuz they'd require &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"male contact"&lt;/span&gt;** and Gelo would go totally nuts.) and we won against the men! Haha! I got Sally as exchange gift. :D&lt;br /&gt;We were promised some free karaoke, but due to some unforeseen problems, we weren't able to claim them... frustrated and wanting to sing badly, the peeps went to sizzlers for karaoke! We sang our lungs out, some even danced while someone was singing.. we all danced "Stop" by Spice Girls! Ahahaha~ it was totally fun.. too fun to be described to words.&lt;br /&gt;And we took pictures. A LOT of pictures. People just couldn't get enough. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll grab the pictures when someone uploads them.. suxxor ang camera ko eh.. &gt;.&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="padding: 0pt 5px 5px; float: left;" class="alignleft" src="http://www.anikaos.com/0003-panda/kaos-panda05.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So why am I still not feeling the christmas spirit? It's probably since Gelo's return was postponed. I mean, the supposed highlight of my Christmas.. moreso my year didn't come.. I suppose I'm distraught by this.. but I'm not too depressed.. I mean what else can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm happy, but at the same time depressed.. thus the limbo state. &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-5679444466935181102?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/5679444466935181102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=5679444466935181102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/5679444466935181102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/5679444466935181102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-christmas-ups-and-downs.html' title='My Christmas Ups and Downs.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-3070044502745096994</id><published>2007-11-22T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:18:28.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Wonderful Daaay~</title><content type='html'>Today is such a wonderful daaay~ where a lot of wonderful things happened~ :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Wonderful Thing # 1 :: First Day of Archery Lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R0VZbwoKCrgAABTJfxs1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 5px; width: 171px; height: 128px; float: left;" src="http://images.swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R0VZbwoKCrgAABTJfxs1/IMG_0017.JPG?et=ghqxNfex%2Blv11aY4N%2CMhMA" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     I should say it hurt, but it's all worth it. Archery was one of the main reasons why I was ecstatic at my admission to UPLB, second to being able to pass the UPCAT without really meaning to.&lt;br /&gt;Took me five friggin' years to get this PE course.. and you know what they say.. "Hunger is the best spice." They've definitely kept me hungry enough.. I actually did three rounds of shooting three arrows in the first day. I actually managed to escape unscathed on the first two, and well the third I got what you see in the picture to the left. People got scared when one or two of us got this from getting hit with the bowstring, but it feels totally cool to shoot an arrow.. even if the target was only a measly 2 meters away.. (Hey, it was only the first day.. we just needed to work on our form..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Wonderful Thing # 2 :: Lunch with Some of the Skewed Peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R0VcnwoKCrgAAEro0TU1"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 5px; width: 190px; height: 142px; float: left;" src="http://images.swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R0VcnwoKCrgAAEro0TU1/IMG_0014.JPG?et=VsuHG6KHQmmcApkoapl2Mg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    Namely Kyan, Alex, Louis, Cherrie, Joan and Dianne. It's been awhile since I spent some time in their company and oh so I missed it. The hiritan and the jokes are in a totally different level than that of most people I encounter nowadays. It's been awhile since I laughed so hard. :D I really missed you guys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful Thing #3 :: I finally have an Official Thesis Topic.. (kindof)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 5px; float: left; width: 169px; height: 177px;" class="alignleft" src="http://www.goldstockbull.com/wp-content/uploads/biodiesel.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't have a specific topic yet, since I need to do some research and go through refining by discussing it with my adviser, but it beats having no adviser and no direction at all.. And it was actually fortunate that Sir Rex accepted us into the Biodiesel group because it actually feels as if you're contributing to the whole of the biodiesel research (even though mine is simply a study of what we can do with the byproducts).&lt;br /&gt;To have a definite thesis topic (kind of..) makes me feel like graduation is actually within my reach (just another semester :D ).. and also makes me feel more like a chemical engineer. The way you have to weave all the knowledge you've gained through the years into one single thing.. it's a good feeling. There was really no conviction when I first took this course, but now, in my five years of studying in this field, I can really say that I'm lucky to have gotten this course, and I'm definitely loving it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang masyado ata madrama yung last part. lol. Parang may nagawa na ako sa thesis ko eh no. :D Anyhoo, I'm tired.. I'm going to rest while watching Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge. Ciao~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-3070044502745096994?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/3070044502745096994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=3070044502745096994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/3070044502745096994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/3070044502745096994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-wonderful-daaay.html' title='What a Wonderful Daaay~'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-2308858234695909008</id><published>2007-11-11T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T05:38:16.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cravings.</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I was craving for Lechon Manok. The last four hours, it was buttered bread, a couple of hours later, it became pancit canton.. a minute ago it was Mernel's chocolate cake...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;just ramblin'. ehehehe~ &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm playing Tales of the Abyss now, and I'm tryin to finish it today cuz I'll be returning tonight to elbi.. classes are starting again.. ^^;;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so... um... I'd better get back to it. xD&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-2308858234695909008?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/2308858234695909008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=2308858234695909008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2308858234695909008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2308858234695909008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/11/cravings.html' title='Cravings.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-7410142500147828413</id><published>2007-11-06T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T09:24:19.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming the Panda.</title><content type='html'> &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WARNING: MUSHINESS AHEAD! :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br&gt;A panda was once a symbol I once associated with my ex-boyfriend. I drew lotsa panda characters that were supposed to sort of symbolize him in my &lt;a href="http://darksadako.deviantart.com/"&gt;now abandoned old dA account&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We broke up, and well, the panda then only meant bad memories.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When Gelo and I finally got together, one of the first things he did was create this blog post (when we still had this joint blog),  his first ever blog post, that he will be become my panda. That instead of leaving it as a sign of bad memories, he will be the one to don the panda, and redefine what the panda is to me. He even made me a drawing of a Mangix-Magina (DotA chars) hybrid. He looks silly, but it's the thought that counts.. I was very touched. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/50/130693413_24de084f9f_m.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;While he was in China (and he still is, sadly), he bought me a panda doll, and gave it to me when he came home for christmas last year. Panpan (the panda's name) has rarely left my side since. (these are old pics.. ehehe.. i don't have a decent camera to take a pic of me and panpan now ^^;;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto" &gt;=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/181/422810971_48e65c3b2e_m.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto" &gt;=""&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/135/420793463_63f669c005_m.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We talk through panpan all the time, while we talk online. (Skype = win) Panpan gained his own personality, it was like Gelo breathed life into this panda. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I always talk to Panpan even when he's gone. I hug him when I feel stressed, then I feel relieved. I hug him when I go to sleep. It's hard to sleep when he's not there. I've never been like that to any other stuffed animal... I've never loved a doll this much. He's like a mini-Gelo. I've fallen in love with him, too. ^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The panda I know now has completely been rebuilt from what it originally was, no more than that... the panda as I know it now has become a very important existence to me, someone who can always make me smile, and it's all thanks to Gelo. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He was true to his word. He really became the panda... or more like, He made the panda into a Gelo. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-7410142500147828413?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/7410142500147828413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=7410142500147828413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/7410142500147828413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/7410142500147828413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/11/becoming-panda.html' title='Becoming the Panda.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/50/130693413_24de084f9f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-2000636208797915899</id><published>2007-11-03T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T04:43:48.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the Skewed.</title><content type='html'>    I miss em. Miss 'em very very much.. (well if you're reading this, chances are you're one of them :D) It's been a couple of years since the DotA days, since the trips to Flatrocks, since the 'dinner table, and heck, I miss them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    All I do in the apartment these days is bum around, play games, draw sometimes, and of course acad mode. I mean, I do love Cyen's and Gelo's company, but I still miss those days when I'd receive a 'tara fud' text and we'd all get together for lunch.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- I miss the days where the 'dinner table' would get together and just chat about random stuff for hours and never get tired of it. &lt;br&gt;- I miss the days where we planned to get together a girl DotA group and plotted the pwnage of every compu shop in elbi. &lt;br&gt;- I miss the days where we went to the 'Shire' just to hang out and get free food. &lt;br&gt;- I miss the bike ride we had in san pablo.&lt;br&gt;- I miss those times we still met at SU to draw and stuff. I miss those times&lt;br&gt;- I miss those times we hung out at ken's place, at H5, and apartment 6.&lt;br&gt;- I miss the trash talk during the DotA bouts.&lt;br&gt;- I miss when we eat at 'Kellen's (Ellen's fried chicken) and the proben.&lt;br&gt;- I miss Komeshi's all you can eat sushi. (Well, I miss Komeshi too, it's gone now.. T.T)&lt;br&gt;- I miss the photoshopped pics gelo made of everyone.&lt;br&gt;- I miss the hugzzz.&lt;br&gt;- I miss the hiritan.&lt;br&gt;- I miss all y'all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and I miss tons more.. XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Reminiscing all of these is a bit sad, but at the same time happy, since I realize that I've experienced such a fun college life with these people. A college life that's definetely irreplaceable. I've learned a lot from them.. I grew because of them. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To the Skewed Studios people: THANK YOU. THANK YOU FOR ALL THE GOOD TIMES. THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING. (I sound like I'm leavin y'all.. well, I'm not.. I just thought I'd say it.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and I hope there would still be more good times to come! XD so you bastards get bring your asses to the outing, okay? Miss you guys. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-2000636208797915899?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/2000636208797915899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=2000636208797915899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2000636208797915899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2000636208797915899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/11/missing-skewed.html' title='Missing the Skewed.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-3217486001753178860</id><published>2007-10-28T06:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T10:29:00.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Teh Skewed Peeps:</title><content type='html'>GUYS!!! It's once again this time of year! Pagbalik ni Gelo sa Pinas~ So syempre outing nanaman.. kung walang magsusuggest, we'll go to the default swimming place, I'll get it booked early.. Tas tara Flatrocks!! :D:D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gelo is also suggesting a 5v5 DotA tourney sa Skewed! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hope more people would be able to come this time ^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;go &lt;a href="http://z13.invisionfree.com/SkewedStudios/index.php?showtopic=716&amp;st=0&amp;#entry1352618"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to find out more.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-3217486001753178860?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/3217486001753178860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=3217486001753178860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/3217486001753178860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/3217486001753178860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-teh-skewed-peeps.html' title='For Teh Skewed Peeps:'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-7319690064043452571</id><published>2007-10-24T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T04:28:31.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem break, finally.</title><content type='html'>It's finally the end of 1st sem 07-08. No more exams, no more worrying about 'kung na-excessive absences na ba ako', no more assignments, staying up all night, eating so much, and procrastinating. Well, for the next couple of weeks, at least.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I must say this sem went smoother than expected. I was exempted from taking the finals in four out of six subjects (not including ChE199 which is a seminar class thingy). I actually reviewed my ass off to get there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(being the procrastinating bastard that I am, that took a LOT of effort to do... but it was all worth it.)  &lt;/span&gt;My seminar thing went better than I expected. Got to know a few more coursemates this sem. I'm pretty satisfied with myself :D:D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So.....  what to do now? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll probably just take my computer home and play &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_of_Warcraft"&gt;WoW&lt;/a&gt; for the rest of the sem break. If I have the guts, maybe I'll go through with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;driving lessons&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(to be honest, I'm very scared of driving on my own..).  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe I'll find time to do some &lt;a href="http://swarmnovacoil.deviantart.com/"&gt;art.&lt;/a&gt; Or learn that flash thinger. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh wait, maybe I should start that design thing I need for my thesis. OMFG. I'm starting my thesis soon.. I starting to feel like graduation isn't so far away now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(unlike my batchmates who will be graduating next sem.. I'll be graduating next year.. unfortunately. &gt;.&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So anyway, I just felt like blogging. Just wanted to keep tabs on myself coz I enjoy reading my own posts &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(evidence of narcissism)&lt;/span&gt; especially if it's been months. XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-7319690064043452571?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/7319690064043452571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=7319690064043452571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/7319690064043452571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/7319690064043452571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/10/sem-break-finally.html' title='Sem break, finally.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-5016544160669682608</id><published>2007-10-20T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T13:22:12.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seth'/><title type='text'>My Daemon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="320" width="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=315098"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=315098" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" height="320" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Golden Compass' concept of a Daemon.. that its some sort of materialized form of your soul and it takes a form of an animal with the same personalities as yourself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a LION~ RAWR~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely watching this movie. ^^  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-5016544160669682608?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/5016544160669682608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=5016544160669682608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/5016544160669682608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/5016544160669682608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-daemon.html' title='My Daemon.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-2107161731032979625</id><published>2007-10-11T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T13:23:08.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seth'/><title type='text'>Hell Weeks.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I was feelin a bit fuzzy in the head mainly due to loss of sleep, stress and being tired. Yep. Hell week has come.  Lemme show you what I look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g302/swarmnovacoil/sesu1010copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let me emphasize: HELL WEEK&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;. with an S. (As you can see in my sched below.. note that I didn't include last week, but it was one hell week too.) lol. I haven't had any decent sleep lately, with all the work and the exams.. I've been eating a lot too (seems I eat a lot when I'm stressed.) Today just happens to be free (no, I'm still not done with the final paper, but I'm nearly finished) so I thought I'd blog about it. about the murderous schedule that I have.. (which, if I may add, is the most bloody schedule I've had in my five years here in UP.) X___x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rw2YLgoKCrgAACRB6sI1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rw2Y0goKCrgAACsOEu41"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Rw2Y0goKCrgAACsOEu41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Rw2Y0goKCrgAACsOEu41/sched.jpg?et=QPqJ%2B%2CBj6%2CejjxIt39P8EA" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YES, we have exams on WEEKENDS! You see how OVERKILL people here really are??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So anyway, I'm going back to work! I'm gonna study for tomorrow's exam in awhile as well! Wish me luck! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-2107161731032979625?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/2107161731032979625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=2107161731032979625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2107161731032979625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2107161731032979625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/10/hell-weeks.html' title='Hell Weeks.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-6041092040596357332</id><published>2007-10-09T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T13:23:32.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seth'/><title type='text'>Johari Window.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=sesu"&gt; Click here to go to my JOHARI WINDOW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just digging old online stuff and found this. It's a get to know yourself better through learning what other people think of you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yung mga hindi pa nagcocontribute sa johari window ko, just click on the link above.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gawa na din kayo~ :D:D&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-6041092040596357332?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/6041092040596357332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=6041092040596357332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6041092040596357332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6041092040596357332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/10/johari-window.html' title='Johari Window.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-7200678746943397879</id><published>2007-10-08T06:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T14:04:25.838+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teh internetz'/><title type='text'>FINALLY!! </title><content type='html'>After hours of tinkering with every single thing that could've caused the dcness I could possibly think of..&lt;br&gt;After going back and forth the internet shops for the nth time.. &lt;br&gt;After spending my P100 load just to call SmartBro Tech Support to no avail (They didn't help me one bit. I'm pretty pissed at the f******* tech support.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I'M FINALLY ONLINE. FINALLY. FINALLY. FINAAAAALLLYYYYYYYYYYYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I couldn't do anything last night besides think about how I could get back online.... &lt;br&gt;.... and I had a freakin' take home exam to boot. (Which I didn't friggin' finish. Which answers are probably so riduculous, sir is probably laughing his ass off looking at my paper. nah, that's a bit extreme.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All it had to take to bring me back online was a small program called 'WinSockFix'. I highly doubt the friggin' smartbro tech support could've helped me there.. they took a hundred f**** pesos just to tell me what I already know. Damnit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, I'll stop with the hate, and start reviewin' for my exam tonight! I need to compensate for my stupid take home exam. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-7200678746943397879?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/7200678746943397879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=7200678746943397879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/7200678746943397879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/7200678746943397879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally.html' title='FINALLY!! '/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-3056961898746923288</id><published>2007-10-07T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T14:04:15.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teh internetz'/><title type='text'>Teh Day of No Internetz.</title><content type='html'>    Since June 2006, when apartment #6 finally got wired.. I've been online 24/7. It's very frustrating for me to NOT have internet.. it's like some sort of lifeblood for me already.. and well, today I am not blessed with teh internets, sadly.&lt;br&gt;    So here I am, in an internet cafe, which I haven't set a foot in for a little more than a year, trying to download my online take home exam, and a program that will, hopefully, restore my internet connection.&lt;br&gt;    Please please please please oh please sana magkanet na sa apartment!!!! &gt;.&lt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-3056961898746923288?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/3056961898746923288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=3056961898746923288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/3056961898746923288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/3056961898746923288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/10/teh-day-of-no-internetz.html' title='Teh Day of No Internetz.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-4064817747772864379</id><published>2007-10-07T06:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T14:04:52.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seth'/><title type='text'>About the Future.</title><content type='html'>I'm finally at my fifth year in college (and apparently will be staying another semester at the least, and another semester to review for the board exams), and I feel the urge to plan for the future. In around a year's time, I'll be out of school and looking for work. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm contemplating on becoming an instructor (a teacher in college).. but only after I've worked in the industry, &lt;font size="1"&gt;and *ahem* have children (just two would be fine). &lt;/font&gt;I'm seriously considering it, because when I finally have a family &lt;font size="1"&gt;(with Gelo, hopefully &gt;:D)&lt;/font&gt;, I need a type of job that doesn't take up too much time, or at least, the type where I can take it home. It's not only that, I'm not really one to do something that I don't enjoy.. sometimes I do imagine how it'd be like if I were a teacher, planning lessons, writing exams.. I think I'd enjoy it. Besides, it's perfect for someone like me who likes to show off. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Of course it'd be in college, (the teaching I mean.) because I definitely can't handle high school students (children in their rebellious phase), and well, it's not that I can't handle elementary students, I've had experience in that already.. but they're a bit tiring to handle.. and their attention spans are so short. College students on the other hand (well the ones here in UPLB) hold responsibilities for themselves, so the teacher's not at fault when they're absent or failing your course.. all you need to worry about is teaching. XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But that's be in around a decade's time. ahahaha.. thinking too far ahead.. &gt;.&gt; My mind just keeps drifting from time to time.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-4064817747772864379?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/4064817747772864379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=4064817747772864379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4064817747772864379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4064817747772864379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/10/about-future.html' title='About the Future.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-2280923880383726134</id><published>2007-10-05T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T01:15:03.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging about blogging.</title><content type='html'>It's hard to keep my eyes off my blog when I have a new layout up (nilalasap-lasap ko pa yung final product of my hard work).. so in the process I managed to read all my previous posts (only from March 2007, coz that's the only parts that stayed intact.)&lt;br&gt;It's rather interesting for me to read my previous posts.. as if I'm reliving the past somewhat. It's totally different from simply remembering something.. like from memory. Reading what was happening in my own words is rather a fun experience. Though it's kinda depressing that I don't update my blog a lot...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, I have an exam tomorrow, and I haven't even touched a page of the handouts that I need to review. Plus, I'm really sleepy since I started finalizing my slides for this morning's presentation (which, as I mentioned in an earlier post, was a bit of a success). It's just that it's hard to stop when you're doing something you enjoy, and for me this 'something' was making my layouts. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SUNFLOWERS~ hehehe~ I've been attracted to flowers lately, and being more feminine as a matter of fact. I dunno, it just feels like I want to look and act more feminine.. (sounds impossible) but I have started to care more about how I look.. (a bit too late, huh.. oh well)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ANYWAYY!! INAANTOK NA TALAGA AKO~ uber sidetracking na tooo~ *falls asleep*&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-2280923880383726134?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/2280923880383726134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=2280923880383726134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2280923880383726134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/2280923880383726134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/10/blogging-about-blogging.html' title='Blogging about blogging.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-6466878940960478400</id><published>2007-10-05T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T00:06:08.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Now to Celebrate...</title><content type='html'>I'm finally done with my seminar thinger! YEY~ It put a lot of pressure on me, coz I'm just too nervous that my presentation wouldn't go well.. and, well, it went better than I expected. (Though I did see Ma'am fall asleep as I was doing my report. ): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to celebrate, I revamped both my &lt;a href="http://swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/"&gt;multiply&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/"&gt;blogger&lt;/a&gt; layouts! (Neat, huh.) Anyway, my blogger layout is just a remake of&lt;a href="http://www.isnaini.com/blogger-templates/another-sun-flower"&gt; this&lt;/a&gt;. I just added a banner and some images on the navibar. My multiply layout on the other hand is made totally by me, though the images were gotten from google images and &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/"&gt; stock xchng&lt;/a&gt;. I haven't gotten the hang of this multiply layout thing, but I suppose this is fine for now.. :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The layouts are called "Sunny Days Revisited" coz I already did a &lt;a href="http://darksadako.deviantart.com/art/Sunny-Days-Blog-Layout-21163440"&gt;"Sunny Days"&lt;/a&gt; Layout long before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose making layouts is just my way of relaxing.....  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-6466878940960478400?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/6466878940960478400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=6466878940960478400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6466878940960478400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6466878940960478400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-now-to-celebrate.html' title='And Now to Celebrate...'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-161582601218826916</id><published>2007-09-30T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T04:57:07.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud to be an Iska! Support teh schoolness!! :D</title><content type='html'> &lt;font size="1"&gt;*Iska = is apparently the female version of isko.. kasi ang tawag sa peeps dito sa UP ay mga isko't iska. hindi daw UP-ian or whatever eh..&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah~ GO UPLB~ :D:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This statistics is a result of the study conducted by the Professional Regulations Commission (PRC) and the Commission on Higher Education (CHED), based on the average passing in the&lt;br&gt;BOARD EXAMINATIONS OF ALL COURSES of all universities and colleges in the Philippines. This study is concluded every 10 years.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eleven schools come from Luzon, two from the Visayas and seven from Mindanao .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. University of the Philippines&lt;br&gt;(Diliman Campus / Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. University of the Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Los Banos Campus/ Luzon )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. University of the Philippines&lt;br&gt;(Manila Campus / Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Silliman University ( Dumaguete&lt;br&gt;City / Visayas)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. Ateneo deDavao University ( Davao /&lt;br&gt;Mindanao )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Ateneo de Manila University&lt;br&gt;( Manila / Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. University of Sto . Tomas ( Manila /&lt;br&gt;Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Mindanao State University (Iligan&lt;br&gt;Institute ofTech/ Mindanao )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Pamantasan ng Lungsod ng Maynila&lt;br&gt;(Manila/Luzon)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Saint Louis University ( Baguio&lt;br&gt;City / Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. University of San Carlos ( Cebu&lt;br&gt;City / Visayas)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. Xavier University (Cagayan de Oro /&lt;br&gt;Mindanao )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. Mindanao State University (Main /&lt;br&gt;Mindanao )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. Urios College ( Butuan City /&lt;br&gt;Mindanao )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Polytechnic University of&lt;br&gt;the Philippines ( Manila / Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. De La Salle University ( Manila /&lt;br&gt;Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. Mapua Institute of Technology&lt;br&gt;( Manila / Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. Adamson University ( Manila /&lt;br&gt;Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. Central Mindanao University&lt;br&gt;(Bukidnon/Mindanao)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. University of Southern Philippines&lt;br&gt;( Davao / Mindanao )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If your school is one of the listed top performing schools in the Philippines listed above, please&lt;br&gt;repost this and be proud!    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-161582601218826916?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/161582601218826916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=161582601218826916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/161582601218826916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/161582601218826916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/09/proud-to-be-iska-support-teh-schoolness.html' title='Proud to be an Iska! Support teh schoolness!! :D'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-8543891857840684227</id><published>2007-09-30T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T04:40:11.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fleeting Regret -- Insanity Ensues.</title><content type='html'>Two weeks left till the end of classes.&lt;br&gt;The apartment is a disaster zone. Dishes piling up, trash everywhere.&lt;br&gt;No decent sleep. Been skipping meals. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SOBRANG DAMI KONG KELANGAN GAWIIIIIIIIIIIN~~ research para sa seminar at gumawa ng slides (che199), research tungkol daw sa evaporators (che 153), assignments! (che 143, 145) at... EXAAAAAMSSSSSSSSS NAAAA!! T____T&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway tungkol dun sa title.. parang kanina napantingin ako sa pictures ng evaporators (care of google pictures) tas naisip ko kung bakit nga ba ako ng Chemical Engineering.. parang ngaun ko lang naisip na ang hirap ng course ko and felt a bit of regret. LOL. PERO! Naamaaaaan~.. astig naman maging chem eng no. COOLNESS TAYOOO~~ *insert sesu signature MMHMM! here* note: hindi ko naman signature yun eh, si maika lang nagiinsist. lol o.oV peaaaace~ *faints then falls asleep*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(pagpasensyahan nyo na, kulang ako sa tulog, dami ko pa gagawin.. naglalabas lang ako ng stress...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-8543891857840684227?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/8543891857840684227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=8543891857840684227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8543891857840684227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8543891857840684227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/09/fleeting-regret-insanity-ensues.html' title='Fleeting Regret -- Insanity Ensues.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-611562664011810935</id><published>2007-09-02T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T07:37:04.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The big D.</title><content type='html'>   Written on my xda yesterday, just got to posting this today =P&lt;br&gt;----------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The first time someone close to me died was when I was around 3 or 4.. That was my grandfather.. I never got to know him nor did I have a clear idea of what it meant to die. I didn't understand the loss. The sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Around 15 years later, it was my greatgrandmother, I never knew her that well so I didn't feel much loss.. Though when the burial came.. I cried a bit.. all the distraught people got to me. It's like I somehow understood their loss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, one of my most favorite teachers, Sir Vivi, died. The news was so shocking that its still hard to believe.. it was like the weather was sympathizing with us too.. by the time we heard the news, the sky shed tears. And now as I'm typing this post on the way home from our fieldtrip, it is unusually dark, starless night. Like trying to add to the gloomy atmosphere. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Though it might be disappointing to some to say that I didn't cry.. But I really think that that's really not what sir vivi would want, as he was always trying to make us laugh. He was such a happy go lucky person, always cracking jokes and doing weird things so uncharacteristic of a professor. But that's why we, his students, loved him. I used to go to his classes simply because his classes were fun. [mind you, the act going to class means a lot of effortfor a lazy procrastinating bastard like me.] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His wake is going to be held on St. Therese tonight, 11pm (or so I overheard from Ma'am Movi). I might not be able to go.. I am torn between wanting to go and not going because I want to go because I greatly respect and like Sir Vivi, but I might not be able to handle looking at him at this state. I think it might be better if my memory of him would always be the happy go lucky teacher with the weird british accent that's always cracking jokes in class, whom we all know and love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I pray that he may rest in peace, and that he would be in a better place. May he know that he will always be remembered&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-611562664011810935?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/611562664011810935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=611562664011810935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/611562664011810935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/611562664011810935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/09/big-d.html' title='The big D.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-8618647381593203236</id><published>2007-08-30T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T14:04:52.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seth'/><title type='text'>I am the Defender of Mankind!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="contentstart"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;You entered: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alexandra Nova&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;There are 13 letters in your name.&lt;br&gt;Those 13 letters total to 51&lt;br&gt;There are  6 vowels and 7 consonants in your name.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;What your first name means:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Swedish&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Female&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Defender of man.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Italian&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Female&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Defender of man.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Hungarian&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Female&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Defender of man.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Greek&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Female&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;A feminine form of Alexander meaning defender of men, used in Britain since early 13th century; it became popular after the marriage of the 1863 marriage of future King Edward VII to Princess Alexandra of Denmark.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;English&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Female&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Feminine of Alexander. Defender of mankind.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your number is:&lt;/b&gt; 6&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The characteristics of #6 are: &lt;/b&gt;Responsibility, protection, nurturing, community, balance, sympathy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The expression or destiny for #6:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;The number 6 Expression provides you a truly outstanding sense of responsibility, love, and balance. The 6 is helpful and ever conscientious, making you quite capable of rectifying and balancing any sort of inharmonious situation. You are a person very much inclined to give help and comfort to those in need. You have a natural penchant for working with the old, the young, the sick, or the underprivileged. Although you may have considerable creative and artistic talents, the chances are that you will devote yourself to an occupation that shows concern for the betterment of the community.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;The positive side of the number 6 suggests that you are very loving, friendly, and appreciative of others. You have a depth of understanding that produces much sympathetic, kindness, and generosity. The qualities of the 6 make the finest and most concerned parent and one often deeply involved in domestic activities. Openness and honesty is apparent in your approach to all relationships.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;If there is an excess of the number 6 in your makeup, you may exhibit some of the negative traits associated with this number. There may be a tendency for you to be too exacting and demanding of yourself. In this regard, you may at times sacrifice yourself (or your loved ones) for the welfare of others. In some cases, the over zealous 6 has difficulty distinguishing helping from interfering. You may have difficulty expressing your own individuality, because of involvement with responsibilities and causes. Like all with the Expression of the number 6, it's quite likely that you worry much too much.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Soul Urge number is:&lt;/b&gt; 6&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Soul Urge number of 6 means: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;With a number 6 Soul Urge, you would like to be appreciated for your ability to handle responsibility. Your home and family are likely to be a strong focus for you, perhaps the strongest focus of your life. Friendship, love, and affection are high on your list of priorities for a happy life. You have a lot of diplomatic tendencies in your makeup, as you a able to rectify and balance situations with an innate skill. You like working with people rather than by yourself. It is extremely important for you to have harmony in your environment at all times. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;The positive side of the 6 Soul Urge produces a huge capacity for responsibility; you are always there and ready to assume more than your share of the load. If you possess positive 6 Soul Urges and express them, you are known for your generosity, understanding and deep sympathetic attitude. Strong 6 energy is very giving of love, affection, and emotional support. You may have the inclination to teach or serve your community in other idealistic ways. You have natural abilities to help people. You are also likely to have artistic and creative leanings. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;If you have an over-supply of 6 energy in your makeup, you may express some of the negative traits common to this number. With such a strong sympathetic attitude, it is easy to become too emotional. Sometimes the desires to render help can be over done, and it can become interfering and an attitude that is too protective, rather than helpful. The person with too much 6 energy often finds that people tend to take advantage of this very giving spirit. You may tend to repress your own needs so that you can cater to the demands from others. At times, there may be a tendency in this, for becoming over-loaded with such demands, and as a result become resentful.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner Dream number is:&lt;/b&gt; 9&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;An Inner Dream number of 9 means: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;You dream of being creative, intellectual, and universal; the selfless humanitarian. You understand the needy and what to help them. You would love to be a person people count on for support and advice.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-8618647381593203236?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/8618647381593203236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=8618647381593203236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8618647381593203236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8618647381593203236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-defender-of-mankind-d.html' title='I am the Defender of Mankind!! :D'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-4789753421994700084</id><published>2007-08-21T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T04:45:43.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGNESS~ by maikasas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hindi rin ako sumasagot nito mainly because wala naman akong ibang mata-tag (parang sa deviantart... &gt;.&lt;) Pero since meron akong mata-tag, mainly:&lt;br&gt;- PAM&lt;br&gt;- NAJI&lt;br&gt;- ZENY&lt;br&gt;- CYEN&lt;br&gt;- DAYAN&lt;br&gt;- JAIMEE&lt;br&gt;- CLEMEN&lt;br&gt;- EULA (coz you recently stopped by :D)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the 8 facts about you, you share 8 things that your readers don’t know about you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then at the end you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;– Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;br&gt;– Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br&gt;– Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their 8 things and post these rules.&lt;br&gt;– At the end of your blog, you need to choose 8 people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br&gt;– Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;____________________________________________________________________________&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;--- weird item #1 ---&lt;br&gt;- anyone who knows me well enough would know that I don't eat anything with tomato sauce. Pizza, spaghetti.. you name it. Everyone keeps telling me I miss out a lot.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br&gt;--- weird item #2 ---&lt;br&gt;- I suck at socializing. Well, I'm a little bit of a deviant.. I suck at small talk (not being able to know anything about what's on local telly..) I get nervous when making eye contact with anybody (except one) I always think that people don't really like me (paranoia).. &lt;br&gt;That's why I only have a few friends. &lt;br&gt;--- weird item #3 ---&lt;br&gt;- I have a pillow which is wearing my bf's shirt. Since he's all the way in China... &lt;br&gt;--- weird item #4 ---&lt;br&gt;- I used to have a couple of girl admirers (being in an all girl school and all..) Am I manly or something? One of them told me I was handsome (gwapo).. &gt;.&lt; I suppose I was trying to be.. didn't want to be your average vain and flirty kind of girl.. (and there were a lot of them there.. o.o)&lt;br&gt;And I think my name was vandalized in the school CR or something? I'm not really sure, but I did get dragged in the CR and was told that something in there was 'my fault'.. never really got to see it tho...&lt;br&gt;--- weird item #5 ----&lt;br&gt;- I used to be scared of mushrooms... (yes, it's silly.. &gt;.&lt;) When I was a kid, I used to sleep on a double decker, on the top bunk. One time, mushrooms sprouted from the cealing, and well, I didn't know what they were at the time.. my sis told me it was um.. I'm not really sure what she told me, but after that I got friggin scared of em.. &lt;br&gt;--- weird item #6 ---&lt;br&gt;- I actually wanted to be a teacher when I was in elementary... just because I couldn't think of anything.. (and I wouldn't have a problem with finding a 'costume' for that one for the school parade) but.. now that I think about it.. I'm actually thinking about giving teaching a shot. =P&lt;br&gt;--- weird item #7 ---&lt;br&gt;- I'm actually a bit of a feminist. That's why I'm proud to be a gamer and an engineer.. coz those two are fields taken up mostly by men (that's what I thought.. there are really a lot of girls in the engineering dept.. o.o)&lt;br&gt;--- weird item #8 ---&lt;br&gt;when I was a bit younger.. when asked about my 'gender preference' I actually answered that I was bi, not knowing what it fully meant.. (mga elementary ata?) I just thought since I got along with both... well.. ehehe... &gt;.&lt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-4789753421994700084?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/4789753421994700084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=4789753421994700084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4789753421994700084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4789753421994700084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/08/tagness-by-maikasas.html' title='TAGNESS~ by maikasas'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-1503385572678883162</id><published>2007-07-28T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T06:20:19.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Limbo.</title><content type='html'>And so here I am, half-asleep half-awake, not being able to sleep because.....................&lt;br&gt;.................................... natatakot ako na pag natulog ako, MAMISS KO UNG EXAM. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br&gt;Namiss ko yung class ko sa 199 kanina kasi nagoversleep ako, and you can't count on me to wake up from an alarm kapag kulang ako sa tulog. Once a friend of mine actually saw me turn the alarm off myself... and no, I wasn't awake. Anu yun, sleep-"turn off alarm"? lol.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And so I decided to keep myself awake till 10am and just sleep afterwards. Sleep my whole saturday off. Tho may exam pa ako ulet sa monday... and sa tuesday.. T.T&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Good Luck me! XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-1503385572678883162?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/1503385572678883162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=1503385572678883162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1503385572678883162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1503385572678883162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/07/limbo.html' title='Limbo.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-8163412502002688912</id><published>2007-06-08T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T02:38:50.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MULTIPLY!!!</title><content type='html'>Um... to the very few people who do read this blog... I implore you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE A MULTIPLY ACCOUNT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've uploaded so many pics, done a couple of posts.. but it's hella more convenient there.. so please.. go make a multiply account now! and go to swarmnovacoil.multiply.com and add me. I'll add you as long as we're friends. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-8163412502002688912?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/8163412502002688912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=8163412502002688912' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8163412502002688912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8163412502002688912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/06/multiply.html' title='MULTIPLY!!!'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-4289169630785174910</id><published>2007-06-07T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T14:03:29.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milove'/><title type='text'>1337ness redefines long distance relationships. :D</title><content type='html'> &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/RmejIAoKCrgAAGE4hws1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.swarmnovacoil.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/RmejIAoKCrgAAGE4hws1/bleh.gif?et=AcQosNh%2Ci7%2ClIQ5aJo94Nw" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So what have I been up to lately? I've been having lots of quality time with Gelo in a virtual world called World of Warcraft. Wahaha~ It's tons of fun, so badass coz it's friggin warcraft (we saw Thrall in the flesh! so cool. :D) and all the more cool since we get to play it together. I'm in love with games, I'm in love with Gelo, what else could go wrong? Hahaha~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;These are our blood elf characters Alexia and Arcturius trying to get cozy near the campfire.. and that thing behind them is Arcturius' minion (he's a warlock, I'm a mage) We've been playing in a really nice &lt;a href="http://futurama.servebeer.com"&gt;private server&lt;/a&gt; where people are really nice and fun to talk with. We've been doing quests, killing monsters, raking up gold, raiding dungeons and stuff like that (and these things actually count as "quality time" for me. I'm so l33t. =P) all day. Along with &lt;a href="http://skype.com"&gt;Skype&lt;/a&gt; which we use to talk while playing (there's also teamspeak, but that's for public use.) it's just like he's here with me. Wahaha~ that's why I haven't been updating or checking up on the people lately. Sorry guys. =P &lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-4289169630785174910?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/4289169630785174910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=4289169630785174910' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4289169630785174910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/4289169630785174910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/06/1337ness-redefines-long-distance.html' title='1337ness redefines long distance relationships. :D'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-3360702916941073749</id><published>2007-05-08T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T16:36:29.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Classes~</title><content type='html'>Well, since somebody asked (here you go, dayan.)... my summer is going well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'm taking up ChE 149 (Transport Phenomena) and Math 1 (er.. Logic? I forgot the course title).&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'm currently alone in the apartment though Cyen visits from time to time to check up on her readmission.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'm kinda planning to lose some weight.. but.. well.. x.X.&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'm trying to learn how to bake.. with a small toaster oven (small apple tarts.. small egg tarts.. yum.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what's up with me today:&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'm currently in netopia at robinson's because I'm trying to get my celphone fixed. My celphone went.. er.. swimming.. with me when I was in the bath tub. Damnit. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I have an exam later today and I haven't reviewed yet.. (I feel so doomed. T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&gt; I'm actually broke. I just have nothing better to do with my time  (because I can't go home yet, they're still fixing my phone) so I wen't online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh please please wish me all the luck for my exam later.. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-3360702916941073749?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/3360702916941073749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=3360702916941073749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/3360702916941073749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/3360702916941073749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/05/summer-classes.html' title='Summer Classes~'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-3088206094753526622</id><published>2007-04-18T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T20:01:18.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancit Disaster</title><content type='html'>Summer classes have finally started (although I haven't fully enrolled yet..) and I'm back in LB. I figured with all the free time, I could sharpen my cooking skills... then this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RiYFSaq_2EI/AAAAAAAAABc/oj9mxQj8WIs/s1600-h/Image%28747%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RiYFSaq_2EI/AAAAAAAAABc/oj9mxQj8WIs/s320/Image%28747%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054733445725411394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I suppose it looks normal enough, but I seem to lack the ability to pull off a decent tasting pancit dish. This is already my third time trying (it's been a couple of months since the last though) and its inedible. I rarely throw food away, so it felt a bit bad when I did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.... they do say that "&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/51491663/?qo=3&amp;q=by%3Ajohnsu&amp;amp;qh=sort%3Atime+-in%3Ascraps"&gt;The road to success is paved with failures.&lt;/a&gt;" Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NEWS: I passed all my subjects last semester! All friggin' 21 units! Hell Yeah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-3088206094753526622?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/3088206094753526622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=3088206094753526622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/3088206094753526622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/3088206094753526622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/04/pancit-disaster.html' title='Pancit Disaster'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RiYFSaq_2EI/AAAAAAAAABc/oj9mxQj8WIs/s72-c/Image%28747%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-8747103299665798534</id><published>2007-04-03T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T03:31:30.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Treat for the Eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cssmania.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://zeniltuo.com/photo/tumb/cssmania.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.screenalicious.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://zeniltuo.com/photo/tumb/screenalicio.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cssimport.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://zeniltuo.com/photo/tumb/cssimport.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for inspiration for my new layout design, and here are some sites I bumped into while on the search. A lot of gorgeous designs, so colorful, so vibrant.. too bad I'm too tired right now to start making my own layout. Oh well... I just wanted to share these links.. so go visit em!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-8747103299665798534?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/8747103299665798534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=8747103299665798534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8747103299665798534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/8747103299665798534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/04/treat-for-eyes.html' title='A Treat for the Eyes.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-722052450842230947</id><published>2007-03-31T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T01:14:40.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Tis be the end of 2nd Sem 06-07.</title><content type='html'>YEY! It feels kinda weird not having to think about coming exams and deadlines of papers.. All I need to do now is wait for the grades to be released. I got EXEMPTED IN THREE FINAL EXAMS!! ChE 152, Nasc1 and... ES21! I couldn't believe it! ahaha~ The exemption in ES21 was a fluke though, I got exempted even though I had one exam below 60 points (59 yung grade ko. Grabe sa sabit.). I think I'm gonna pass all my courses this semester, but I still can't be 100% sure, I might still have to take removals exams for a couple of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, here I am left with two weeks before Summer Classes start.. here are some things I've thought of doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Practice drawing.&lt;/span&gt; It's been awhile since I last picked up a pencil and paper to sketch. I'm planning to learn how to do proper human anatomy and how to draw backgrounds. My mom promised to buy me a scanner, but I'm hoping to change it to a tablet, so that I can study proper photoshop coloring too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Learn the piano.&lt;/span&gt; This is pretty far-off, since I'll probably stay here, front my computer, most of the time.. but it doesn't hurt to plan, right? Since I'll be at home, I guess I can find the time to practice some. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Play PS2 games. &lt;/span&gt;It's been so long since I've played PS2 games.. I still get to play PS1 games here in my computer using an emulator, but there are some PS2 games I wanna play.. like KH2: FM+ which has a 3d version of Chain of Memories! And the KH2 game itself has some extras like more Roxas goodness. (I like Roxas better than Sora! :p)  Sometimes I wish I had a PS2 console here in the apartment... xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make my own layout.&lt;/span&gt; I only got this one in bloggerskins.. and I don't usually use premade ones.. I rather like it when I make it myself. I need to make a layout that integrates both me and Gelo in it, coz this is a joint blog! (Although I'm still figuring out how to put Gelo's profile in there.) I think I'm gonna try to decipher blogger's new layout system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reread Harry Potter 1-6. &lt;/span&gt;Since HP7 is coming this upcoming July! I've already read till book 3 on my cellphone (ebook). I read whenever I'm waiting for class to start, trying to sleep, or when there's no electricity. (There have been frequent blackouts recently.. &gt;.&lt; CYEN! Thanks for having an emergency light thinger! It's a life saver! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. That's actually too much for just two weeks, but what the heck. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-722052450842230947?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/722052450842230947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=722052450842230947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/722052450842230947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/722052450842230947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/03/tis-be-end-of-2nd-sem-06-07.html' title='&apos;Tis be the end of 2nd Sem 06-07.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-1898910125100428987</id><published>2007-03-29T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T14:03:29.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milove'/><title type='text'>Missing Gelo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="artist"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="title"&gt;Beyond The Sea (from Finding Nemo) &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" id="artist"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robbie Williams&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="lyrics"&gt;Somewhere beyond the sea&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere waitin' for me&lt;br /&gt;My  lover stands on golden sands&lt;br /&gt;And watches the ships that go sailin' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere beyond the sea&lt;br /&gt;She's there watching for me&lt;br /&gt;If I could  fly like birds on high&lt;br /&gt;Then straight to her arms I'd go sailin'&lt;br /&gt;It's far  beyond a star, it's near beyond the moon&lt;br /&gt;I know beyond a doubt&lt;br /&gt;My heart  will lead me there soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet beyond the shore&lt;br /&gt;We'll kiss just  like before&lt;br /&gt;Happy we'll be beyond the sea&lt;br /&gt;And never again I'll go  sailin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know beyond a doubt&lt;br /&gt;My heart will lead  me there soon&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet(I know we'll meet beyond the shore&lt;br /&gt;We'll kiss  just as before&lt;br /&gt;Happy we will be beyond the sea&lt;br /&gt;And never again I'll go  sailin'&lt;br /&gt;No more sailin'&lt;br /&gt;Solong Sailin', Sailin', No more  sailin'&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, Farewell my friend&lt;br /&gt;No more sailin'&lt;br /&gt;Solong  Sailin'&lt;br /&gt;No more sailin'&lt;br /&gt;No more&lt;br /&gt;Farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more sailin'&lt;br /&gt;No  more&lt;br /&gt;No more sailin'&lt;br /&gt;No more, No more&lt;br /&gt;No more Sailin'&lt;br /&gt;No more&lt;br /&gt;One  more time&lt;br /&gt;No more sailin' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-1898910125100428987?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/1898910125100428987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=1898910125100428987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1898910125100428987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1898910125100428987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/03/missing-gelo.html' title='Missing Gelo.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-5163666658102806183</id><published>2007-03-25T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T14:04:52.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teh internetz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seth'/><title type='text'>The Origin of Seth, Part 1</title><content type='html'>Why change my name? It's not like I think my real name is ugly or anything, I actually like it. I actually think a name like &lt;i&gt;Alexandra Nova&lt;/i&gt; is cool enough to be a name of a random student in Hogwarts. So why Seth? Why a guy's name of all things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when I got into Harry Potter. It became an obsession then. It wasn't as popular as it was now &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I really don't like it when things I like go mainstream.. I feel so elitist. &gt;.&lt;) &lt;/span&gt;so it's hard to get by anything Harry Potter at that time. So I scoured the net and found &lt;a href="http://hol.org.uk/"&gt;Hogwarts On-Line&lt;/a&gt; and immediately (me and my sister) registered. Then a problem presented itself --- What should be my HOL name? Yep, you guessed it, it was Seth. I was watching &lt;i&gt;City of Angels&lt;/i&gt; that same day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(cool movie. xD)&lt;/span&gt;.. and well, if you haven't watched it, the lead's name is Seth Plate. And there's the origin of Seth. Lol. Then I became Seth. My HS friends started calling me Seth, then when I stepped into college, I introduced myself as Seth, then the name kind of stuck. I mean, even my boyfriend, Gelo, calls me Seth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole HOL name was Seth Riot, Riot coming from Vagrant Story's hero, Ashley Riot. I was a Slytherin student &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(It was a goth phase I was going through.)&lt;/span&gt; but I never made it through first year, coz I never attended my classes. :P Anyways, that's all I have to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be weird for a girl to have a boy's name (not like Alex was any different), but I DO thrive on weird. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-5163666658102806183?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/5163666658102806183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=5163666658102806183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/5163666658102806183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/5163666658102806183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/03/origin-of-seth-part-1.html' title='The Origin of Seth, Part 1'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-6332062037898153590</id><published>2007-03-23T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T23:11:06.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucid Dreaming.</title><content type='html'>Well, Hell week has finally started, and I'm in the middle of reviewing for my exam&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt; tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Yep. Tomorrow. Saturday. The bastards. lolx.) &lt;/span&gt;I just wanted to take a break for awhile to let the information settle in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucid Dreaming. Gelo introduced me to this just a little while ago when I was ranting about not getting enough sleep lately.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and I do love my sleep. hehe.)&lt;/span&gt; Lucid dreaming is simply being able to control your dreams. Sounds cool, huh~ But it's not as easy as it seems. It requires a lot of training, and a lot of sleep (which I don't have at the moment) because you can only do lucid dreaming when you go to your REM stage of sleep and it takes around 5 hours of sleep to get there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and that's about all sleep I have most of the time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think I've done this before, but only once.. but it would be awfully cool if you can do this everytime you dream.. I mean, think of the possibilities! I even read somewhere you can study while you're sleeping! (sobrang karir na. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just sleep deprived. :p I hafta go back to teh studying now I guess. Need to get some exemptions! ehehehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-6332062037898153590?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/6332062037898153590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=6332062037898153590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6332062037898153590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6332062037898153590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/03/lucid-dreaming.html' title='Lucid Dreaming.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-6488071369640794621</id><published>2007-03-20T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:17:12.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milove'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Gelo!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to the one I love the most, Gelo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you have more birthdays to come, and may we be together celebrating it always~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This calls for a post about gelo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfPohQScntI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tZs8GO9Njfw/s1600-h/skewed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" title="not photogenic...?" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfPohQScntI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tZs8GO9Njfw/s320/skewed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040628065963384530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gelo Ang. I've had a crush on this guy ever since I noticed him in SU. &lt;i&gt;(I didn't notice him at first we met it seems, it was hard for me to remember everyone the first time.)&lt;/i&gt; He's really cute.. but photos don't seem to show it since he's always so stiff at photos. Anyways, I was actually pursuing this guy the first semester I stepped in UPLB.. I got all giddy when he sent me text messages, I always went out of the way so that I could tail him, I wanted to hug him so badly, but he didn't seem like they type you could just give a friendly hug. That time, I liked giving friendly hugs.. mostly so that I could give one to Gelo some day. Anyway, the pursuing somewhat ended after that semester. I concluded that I wasn't his type. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I'm not feminine at all!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circumstances changed, but we still became quite good friends. I was always awed by the way he seems to have confidence in anything. I liked his sense of humor... I even got into the &lt;i&gt;hiritan&lt;/i&gt;s coz of him. That's a big deal for me, because in the past, I could never handle being teased &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I was such a crybaby)&lt;/span&gt;. But he pulled me along, and I was able to get the courage I needed. I always thought he was cool &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and I still do.)&lt;/span&gt; I always imagined that whoever Gelo gets as girlfriend in the future.. she's gonna be one lucky girl. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and I really never thought it was me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;a href="http://darksadako.deviantart.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; happened. That's when I didn't see Gelo all too often. Even under those circumstances, I still missed Gelo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(guiltily)&lt;/span&gt;. I was always just happy to see this guy during this time. I even got to hug him one time in Komeshi when I didn't see him in quite a while~ I even had dreams about him, too.. hehe. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; ended, it seemed like a reunion with friends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(with teh dinner table especially)&lt;/span&gt;. I WAS FREEEE~ ahahahaha! I just wanted to say that, anyway... that's when we got to be close friends again! But, at this time.. it was only a few months before he was about to leave the country. I thought to myself "It'll be depressing to see Gelo go.... I'll surely miss him." This was also the time I decided to play DotA since Gelo asked me to. hehe. We got to spend a lot of time together.. I found myself falling for him again. X3 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yes, I'm blushing as I type this.)&lt;/span&gt; and those few weeks before he left for China were the best days I've ever had in my life. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(besides those two weeks he went back to visit. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfPrQAScnuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_qs8_8hpseY/s1600-h/yihi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfPrQAScnuI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_qs8_8hpseY/s320/yihi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040631068145524450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well he's in China now, but we still get to be with each other everyday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(for more than a year now)&lt;/span&gt;.. through the miracle called Skype! Even so I STILL MISS YOU SO MUCH GELO! I still wish you were here every passing day. I love you, and I always will. Thank you for being mine, my Silly bear. :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-6488071369640794621?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/6488071369640794621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=6488071369640794621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6488071369640794621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6488071369640794621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-birthday-gelo.html' title='Happy Birthday, Gelo!'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfPohQScntI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tZs8GO9Njfw/s72-c/skewed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-6821163717410127615</id><published>2007-03-17T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T23:42:44.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>300 the movie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfwMVWiWIjI/AAAAAAAAABM/-UGBEsk6vxM/s1600-h/300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfwMVWiWIjI/AAAAAAAAABM/-UGBEsk6vxM/s320/300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042919243714535986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went out with teh family today to watch 300. I've only heard of it recently, nor have I seen the trailer, but I've heard it was awesome. And it WAS. &lt;b&gt;TOTALLY AWESOME. &lt;/b&gt;Cinematography and music are all top notch. The movie was beautiful, and I'd like to watch it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shots in this movie were totally gorgeous. Every second was like a work of art, like any snapshot was like a painting. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story was simple, you can read ahead almost everything in the first few scenes, but I really liked the ACTION. The fights were awesome. So much blood, fluid fighting movements.. those Spartans are so teh coolness. More so awesome because of the background music. It was so beautiful, you can feel their Spartan passion burning in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that bothered me was the ending wasn't a complete ending, and the movie was a little short. (baka kasi nabitin lang ako.) But it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think it was this good when I first heard of it, and I was wrong. This is definitely going to be one of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics of teh trip: (since matagal na ako hindi nakakalabas:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/164/424086802_c52d169a73.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/164/424086802_c52d169a73.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/424082837_a074b453f3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/169/424082837_a074b453f3.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/424086791_90e2d35b21.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/424086791_90e2d35b21.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/424086772_4fccec27f6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/424086772_4fccec27f6.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me and my sister. We both haven't gone home for awhile now, so my parents took the time to take the family out to the movies. It was really nice of them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But going to the movies just makes me miss Gelo more.. coz that's something people typically do in dates, and well.. ehehe. I miss him so much. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-6821163717410127615?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/6821163717410127615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=6821163717410127615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6821163717410127615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6821163717410127615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/03/300-movie.html' title='300 the movie.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfwMVWiWIjI/AAAAAAAAABM/-UGBEsk6vxM/s72-c/300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-5887292169230345079</id><published>2007-03-16T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T14:33:50.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biking Fantasies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.a-bike.org/A-bike-farbig-Logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.a-bike.org/A-bike-farbig-Logo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a klutz, yes. I'm accident prone, yes. BUT I WANT A BIKE! T.T Especially this coming summer, because it's gonna take half my HP bar to walk through that heat. Damage over time! Waaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just recently realized that I wanted a bike. For the past few days I found myself staring at bikers here in the campus and discovered that I wanted one. Wouldn't it be convenient to go to class without having to walk so much? &lt;i&gt;(well, it's a problem for me since there's no jeep bound for CEAT passing by the apartment.)&lt;/i&gt; I'm always late, so having a bike would've cut my travel time in more than half! And it would be nice when I suddenly want to buy food outside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my parents were against it knowing what a klutz I am... T.T Oh well.. guess walking's the only exercise I have anyway. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-5887292169230345079?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/5887292169230345079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=5887292169230345079' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/5887292169230345079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/5887292169230345079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/03/biking-fantasies.html' title='Biking Fantasies.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-1812352705669892266</id><published>2007-03-13T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T22:38:07.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Sem 06-07 is about to end...</title><content type='html'>and that means EXAMS, EXAMS, EXAMS!! For the next few weeks, I'm gonna have an exam almost everyday of the week &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(including even Saturday)&lt;/span&gt;.. but it's not like this hasn't happened before. But, this time, I've developed a studying 'set-up' every before exam. Click the thumbnail to view larger image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/Rfa2LQScnxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XtK9mmh_MHc/s1600-h/exam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/Rfa2LQScnxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XtK9mmh_MHc/s320/exam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041417137355005714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go through the steps of my pre-exam ritual. First and foremost, I need to be sitting down in a chair, in front of my desk. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfayJgScnwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dA9t5aYSD9Q/s1600-h/calcu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfayJgScnwI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dA9t5aYSD9Q/s320/calcu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041412709243723522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I specify 'chair' because I've tried sitting on my bed to study, but it never works. I'm bound to fall asleep when I'm on my bed. Next, I need to tie my hair up. It helps me focus and stay awake. I fix myself something to drink, iced tea usually, then, I take out my notes and books &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(if any)&lt;/span&gt;,  a few scratch papers &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(from a pile I've been keeping)&lt;/span&gt;, a good pen, and my trusty calculator &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(an engineer's best friend)&lt;/span&gt;. There's a drawing of Gelo on the back of my calcu to alleviate the stress when reviewing or taking exams. ^^  After all that, I put on my headset, launch winamp, then it's on with the sample problems!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just wanted to take a break from studying and blog for awhile. I guess my break's over then. Back to reviewing for me! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-1812352705669892266?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/1812352705669892266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=1812352705669892266' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1812352705669892266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/1812352705669892266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/03/2nd-sem-06-07-is-about-to-end.html' title='2nd Sem 06-07 is about to end...'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/Rfa2LQScnxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/XtK9mmh_MHc/s72-c/exam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-704264969873083112</id><published>2007-03-12T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T08:45:04.181+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acads'/><title type='text'>UPLB Online Registration = gg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfShEAScnvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jiTVRuy7VYw/s1600-h/reg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfShEAScnvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jiTVRuy7VYw/s320/reg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040830973103349490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing I got up early this mornin' and apartment 6 is online... coz I got to register as soon as I woke up! YEEEAH! It seems I'm the first one to reg in all my chosen summer courses too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Systemone is uber SLOOOOW.. and it keeps timing out. It can get frustrating, but its hella better than standing in line for hours only to find out that you have 5 out of 21 units. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nice to have internet.. :3 1337-ness FTW!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-704264969873083112?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/704264969873083112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=704264969873083112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/704264969873083112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/704264969873083112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/03/uplb-online-registration-gg.html' title='UPLB Online Registration = gg.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfShEAScnvI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jiTVRuy7VYw/s72-c/reg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-3692590954051310132</id><published>2007-03-11T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T19:49:58.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teh scribe'/><title type='text'>Food Addict.</title><content type='html'>Would be nice to be sexah, huh? No flabs and fat down your thighs and arms... I actually tried to before --- went to the gym, went on a diet... and it's not like I've given up trying. But there's something that's stopping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfOaZwScnrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xrstx5T7-Gw/s1600-h/sushi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfOaZwScnrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xrstx5T7-Gw/s320/sushi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040542175207399090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep. Those bastards. Damn friggin' temptations. I've never developed any self-control over food (well, over most things actually) and it's a hard habit to break. I can't even comprehend why some girls can settle with eating a couple of crackers for lunch. (BLASPHEMY!!) I just love to eat.. must go with being a Taurus. I quote from &lt;i&gt;Born on a Rotten day&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"--Food is an emotional pleasure. She (female Taurus) will eat when she's happy, depressed, angry, or just plain hungry, which is most of the time."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ROFL-ed when I read that. Seriously. It's so true. Sometimes when things go idle and I have nothing to do for the next hour, I'll try lookin' around for a snack, or try to remember how many hours it has been since my last meal. Sometimes I even still feel hungry even after I just ate! That's when I'm not satisfied with the food (when it's not what I want at the moment). I always rant about how fat I'm getting, but I'm not really doing much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Though I DO want to be thinner, cause when you're thin what to wear is never a problem, and I like playing dress-up. The world of cute blouses, skirts, pants, shorts, shirts, dresses.. and even undies.. is actually very appealing to me, believe it or not, it's just that I'm too lazy to shop for new clothes. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-b-b-but.. eating is just.. so satisfiying! When you have a need of it, it's readily available, and you feel instant relief! It is certainly life's cheapest luxury! (next to er.. 'physical satisfaction', I guess.. ) And when you're full, you're happy --- and when you're happy.. then life's good! It kinda sounds like drugs.. lol.. I guess you could say I'm 'addicted' to food.. or to eating.. but at least it's healthy~ (if not too much.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma end this entry now.. for the sake of FOOD~ .... I HUNGER~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfOcPgScnsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OkB56TnW94o/s1600-h/ADOBO%7E+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfOcPgScnsI/AAAAAAAAAAU/OkB56TnW94o/s320/ADOBO%7E+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040544198136995522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. While on the search of food pics.. I stumbled upon this... ADOBOOOO!!! hehehe~ Mahilig pa naman ako sa Adobo.. maybe I should get one? lolx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-3692590954051310132?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/3692590954051310132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=3692590954051310132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/3692590954051310132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/3692590954051310132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/03/food-addict.html' title='Food Addict.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT89RPQhNOw/RfOaZwScnrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Xrstx5T7-Gw/s72-c/sushi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-6794432255893739518</id><published>2007-03-11T05:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T05:53:18.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teh blog'/><title type='text'>Back to Blogging.</title><content type='html'>So I'm suddenly back here.. blogging. There was just this point in time that I had absolutely nothing to do.. I was done with replaying FF8 and rereading Hikago. I even tried my hand at making a deviation again (and it's hard work even with something as simple as &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/50339890/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; since I don't have a scanner nor a tablet.. T.T)  yet it didn't kill enough time.. so here I am, blogging at 6AM in the morning.. a little hungry.. but then maybe that's just the boredom, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've never been in blogspot before, and I did have trouble making the layout work.. this new blogger system is screwing with how I usually make my layouts.. a lot of new tags and stuff.. so I decided to just get one so its overwith. I'm really satisfied with this one, as it fits the name I've christened this blog. I mean, I'm not one to use premade layouts, but this one is just such a beaut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So um.. I'll just post some more next time. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-6794432255893739518?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/6794432255893739518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=6794432255893739518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6794432255893739518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/6794432255893739518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/03/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to Blogging.'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1441945701243081852.post-7029074652722331423</id><published>2007-03-10T19:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T19:44:36.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>testing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1441945701243081852-7029074652722331423?l=swapsunder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/feeds/7029074652722331423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1441945701243081852&amp;postID=7029074652722331423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/7029074652722331423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1441945701243081852/posts/default/7029074652722331423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swapsunder.blogspot.com/2007/03/testing.html' title='testing'/><author><name>Shandelseth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12244353529704148475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
