<?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-13434758</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:24:13.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13434758.post-112264704789949956</id><published>2005-07-29T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T23:58:23.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging time again.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I feel depressed for no reason at all. I don't know why, really, since I have a happy - well, satisfying, er.. fine, er.. normal - life. Is this stress-induced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost a few hours of sleep today. Yesterday, I had PE which is from 7AM-9AM, every - yup - Thursday. I had a few hours free (9AM-1PM) so I studied for PGC. Scratch that, I did not study. I read. I got home around 9PM or so and fell asleep around 11. Around 6AM - yay - Shayne woke me up, just to remind me that we were supposed to meet somewhere 9AM. Actually, all she said was, "Kxia! Krring! Krring! Alarm! Alarm! Wake up!" (You know how Shayne is, well, the people in 1JRN1 know.) I couldn't sleep after that. So much for catching up on sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finished the Math homework and took a shower and went to UST. I arrived around... 9:20. Good thing Angie was there, because Shayne arrived - tenenenen - 10:30! Yay! Anyway, Angie and I went ahead, we went to the Mini Stop at P.Noval, saw Johan and Paolo. Our History prof had a meeting so our class didn't start until... 12! Yay! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was crap. My body ached so much. Our professor in PE was pissed yesterday because a few of our classmates didn't pin on their fracking numbers (I pinned mine on!) and started the drills without letting us do warm-ups. Plus, he made us go through the monkey bars, one by one. And then we had to do dig passes and tosses and spikes and everything. I felt like a piece of meat being tenderized. Plus, when we were paired up for the drills, my partner threw the ball at me the wrong way and the ball hit my thumb! Ouch! So my arms ache, my back aches and the my right thumb aches. After this semester, I will never ever touch a volleyball ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pixpond.com/07/patlarge.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pixpond.com/07/pat.jpg" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I talked to Patrick a while ago. Patrick has been my friend since God-knows-when. He has always been a brother figure to me. Anyway, Patrick and I haven't talked in ages [a year and half, to be specific]. He transferred before senior year [I'd rather not talk about what happened. It's sort of connected with something that happened with some girl and his grades and everything] and we didn't talk much after that. Anyway, I got his number from his neighbor who is a good friend of my older brother's and we're back on track again. Yay. I missed you, &lt;i&gt;kapatid.&lt;/i&gt; Haha, &lt;i&gt;cute ba si kapatid?&lt;/i&gt; That guy is the best, he's always there, &lt;i&gt;kahit anong mangyari. Masyado nga lang pa-cute. Oo, ikaw, Pat!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karla: Hindi ako magaling kumanta! Haha! Umasa ka nalang kay ate Imee pagdating diyan! Haha! Pag gusto mo bumagyo, hanapin moko!&lt;br /&gt;ate Imee: Ay, mukhang gago. :D Hayaan mo sila, pag inulit nung guards, sabihin mo na, na kasya lang sa bag mo eh pako, tsaka anong silbi nun sayo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I finally have a grade in PGC. Sa recitation. I got called on yesterday. &lt;i&gt;Hindi pala siya ganun ka nakakatakot pag natawag ka na.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imana sleep. :) After I watch this Coldplay thing on RPN. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT 07.30.05&lt;/b&gt;: I've finally fixed the comments. &lt;a href="http://kxia.desonika.net" target="_blank"&gt;HTTP://KXIA.DESONIKA.NET&lt;/a&gt; is up and running! &lt;b&gt;/EDIT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-112264704789949956?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/112264704789949956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=112264704789949956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112264704789949956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112264704789949956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/07/blogging-time-again.html' title='Blogging time again.'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-112226864138491420</id><published>2005-07-24T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T22:32:31.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun is fun! Haha!</title><content type='html'>Ya, no classes today! I have nothing to do so Imana blog. :) Anyway, my mom and I went to Market! Market! at Fort Bonifacio yesterday to buy some clothes (for me) and to buy a present (for my little brother). We bought my little brother's gift first. I went to the Gift Factory where I chose between a life-size Spongebob stuffed toy or Mr. Bean's teddy bear. We ended up choosing the teddy bear because my little brother just totally loves Mr. Bean. I don't. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, afterwards, my mom and I went shopping and I bought two skirts and a pair of jeans. Then we went to Gateway Mall to watch my dad's gig. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinoys out there, please please please grab a copy of &lt;a href="http://www.philmusic.com/pr/affinity/" target="_blank"&gt;Affinity's&lt;/a&gt; CD. You can get it at Odyssey, Tower Records, Music One, etc. My dad, Tots Tolentino, plays alto saxophone. Go check it out! Please? And... see them at Gateway Mall sometimes. &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/jazz/jalegre/images/affinity.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Affinity&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;i&gt;ha?&lt;/i&gt; They usually play every Sunday at Cafe Havana, Gateway Mall, with Cooky Chua on vocals - sometimes. :D Also listen to &lt;i&gt;Buhay&lt;/i&gt;, my dad's other band, with my mom on vocals.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm not yet done endorsing my dad. This is the last part, please listen to my dad at Crossover 105.1 (is that right?) every Friday and Sunday 9PM. I'm not sure if the Sunday episodes are on 7PM or 9PM. I'll check with my dad. :) Please check him out, it'll be worth it. I was browsing through a few forums this afternoon when I saw &lt;a href="http://photos.philmusic.com/displayimage.php?album=64&amp;pos=8"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; from someone regarding my dad, " He is the best sax jazz player in Asia not only in the Philippines." Yay, I'm so proud of my dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my to do list:&lt;br /&gt;Write the PGC paper on THE REPUBLIC, due on August 4.&lt;br /&gt;Study for PGC quiz&lt;br /&gt;Study for PGC recitation on Article 1&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;b&gt;Story of an Hour&lt;/b&gt; for Lit&lt;br /&gt;Do Math homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I just had too much fun slacking off during the weekend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Call &amp; Text unlimited expired today. I don't use the call unlimited crap that much anyway. They call me. I usually text. Anyway, sorry to Paolo, I'm not going to be able to reply if you text later. It's a routine, around 7PM at night, Paolo (1JRN1's Mr. Journ. He and Kim ate ice cream for the talent segment. Haha!) texts, &lt;i&gt;"Hoy!"&lt;/i&gt; and then when I reply, &lt;i&gt;"Oi."&lt;/i&gt;, he calls and we talk... about our classmates! Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The comments page still isn't fixed. I don't know what to do!&lt;br /&gt;To Chau: I'm using Wordpress. &lt;br /&gt;Imee: SM San Lazaro is fine, hindi gaanong okay, kasi di pa open yung mga ibang shops. Tsaka forever na akong galit sa Photoline, kasi bano sila. Lintek kasi, walang Kodak. Siguro walang film yung camera, kunwari lang na na-expose? Para di sila lalo magmukhang gago? About the mandurukot... hindi ko alam, pero, well, nasa Manila eh. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-112226864138491420?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/112226864138491420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=112226864138491420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112226864138491420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112226864138491420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/07/sun-is-fun-haha.html' title='Sun is fun! Haha!'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-112210950418235745</id><published>2005-07-23T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T03:58:58.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saburday?</title><content type='html'>I had so much fun today. We went to SM San Lazaro after the advanced class. Me, Joyce, Joshua, Ian, Angie, Nica, Louise, Paula, Shayne, Carla, Parpie, Mayi, Allan, Rainier, Szusza, Szusza's friend.. Cheska, I think? We ate at the food court. Afterwards, we went to Photoline to.. well, have our pictures taken. While we were there, we saw Johann (Castro) and JC (Magpantay). They joined us, we had the photos taken and went to Quantum to pass up the time. There, Paula went to the Dance Maniax machine, Mayi and the others waited for a videoke room to be available and we all went in. Anyway, I have tons of photos and a video of us singing. I'll post it in my FOTOPIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Photoline to claim the photos after singing our lungs out at the videoke area at Quantum. The songs were &lt;i&gt;Ang Awit ng Kabataan&lt;/i&gt;, Torn, Crazy For You. Anyway, at Photoline. I was so pissed off. The girl at the counter said we had to have the pictures reshot because the film got &lt;b&gt;exposed&lt;/b&gt;! We're going to have the photos retaken on Wednesday. Afterwards, Ian and I went to Lighters Galore and bought matching lighters just for kicks. I wanted the green flame one, but it was too expensive. I don't smoke, guys. After buying the lighters, we rode a jeepney to Lardizabal. We went down at Lacson and walked up to the Main Building where we parted ways. Parpie, Mayi and Nica I think are going back to Pampanga this afternoon. We faked hugs and tears and said goodbye. JC and Johann went to God-knows-where, and Ian, Joshua, Joyce and I went to Dapitan to look for a Quiapo Ilalim jeep. End of story. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've moved in Emily's domain, but I'm having a bit of trouble with the comments page. What the hell is wrong? The comment fields and stuff are already there, but when I click on the comment link on the index page, the page loads, but the comments won't show! The form and the comments won't show. Help, anybody? IM me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, no classes on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the Mandarin Hotel yesterday, watching Mitch Valdes, a stand-up comedian. My mom's a back-up singer for her. She's really funny, go check her out, tickets are P800. It's sponsored by Kuh Ledesma. I think tonight's the last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the video. &lt;a href="http://kxia.multiply.com" target="_blank"&gt;CLICK&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://kxia.fotopic.net" target="_blank"&gt;PHOTOS&lt;/a&gt;. The other photos are blurry, well, because we were all so hyper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-112210950418235745?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/112210950418235745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=112210950418235745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112210950418235745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112210950418235745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/07/saburday.html' title='Saburday?'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-112149975192992697</id><published>2005-07-16T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T00:42:31.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bleaurgh.</title><content type='html'>Hey, guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no more updates on that Freshmen vs. Sophomores thing. A few things have happened but I don't really want to talk about it. I just want this issue to end and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, regarding &lt;a href="http://www.imeerocks.net" target="_blank"&gt;Imee&lt;/a&gt;'s comment a few posts back. I don't want to go back to Track52.org because, there's something wrong with the server or something, because everytime I blog, something wrong happens - that thing happened around four times or so. That's partly the reason why I left. So, now, &lt;a href="http://www.desonika.net" target="_blank"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt; has agreed to host me, and I'll be moving in soon. My account's set up and everything, I just have to finish the content and install b2 and everything. I'll be done in a few days, when Emily sets up the MySQL DB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought another Sun Cellular sim card. Haha. It just bugs me that I don't have anyone to text when I have questions regarding assignments because I'm a Smart subscriber. Everytime I text a Sun user, they don't reply. Haha. So, yeah, I bought a Sun Cel sim. What happened to the other one I had? Don't ask. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do list&lt;br /&gt;Read PREAMBLE for PGC&lt;br /&gt;Read that... thing for JRN201&lt;br /&gt;Finish Math homework&lt;br /&gt;Study for History quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;UAAP UPDATE&lt;/b&gt;: UP beat DLSU! What's happening to the world?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-112149975192992697?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/112149975192992697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=112149975192992697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112149975192992697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112149975192992697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/07/bleaurgh.html' title='bleaurgh.'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-112117873886654217</id><published>2005-07-12T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T07:51:53.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;h2&gt;_____ SUCKS!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the first thing I saw when I entered the classroom this afternoon. It was written on the lower part of one of the desks, the black area. It was already dry. As in totally dry. I was pretty sure it wasn't there yesterday. The first thing that crossed my mind when I saw it was, &lt;i&gt;This has got to stop.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Paolo and JC for erasing what should be erased, hiding that bit with your bags during class. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, crap, crap. The PGC quiz was postponed. Crap. I studied like crazy. I was even rifling through the readings while I was having lunch with Ian at Chow King. I was ready to take the test when the prof went in and said, "We'll have the quiz on Thursday instead." I was half relieved, half annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky texted me last night around 11:30PM before she boarded the plane. It was, like, &lt;i&gt;"Bye Kxia. Mamimiss kita, dapat magkita tayo pagbalik ko. God bless and thanks for everything."&lt;/i&gt; Robin texted me Sunday and said, "I just want to say thank you for being a good friend. &lt;i&gt;Walang kalimutan, ah?&lt;/i&gt; I'm leaving na tomorrow. Take care and God bless. Keep in touch, okay? Miss you." I was, like, "Aww."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hafta finish this History paper. &lt;i&gt;Tinatamad na ako!&lt;/i&gt; Anyone wanna write it for me? ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-112117873886654217?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/112117873886654217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=112117873886654217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112117873886654217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112117873886654217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/07/hay.html' title='Hay.'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-112090609867259052</id><published>2005-07-09T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T04:57:29.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap.</title><content type='html'>UST lost to UP. Drat. Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of getting hosted again. I don't know. I guess I'll look for a host next weekend or something. I kind of miss having subpages and crap. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My To-Do List:&lt;br /&gt;Study for PGC quiz&lt;br /&gt;Study for a recitation in JRN201&lt;br /&gt;Write History paper&lt;br /&gt;Gospel reflection for Theology (Crap, I hate this subject.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oo na, makapal nga mukha namin, maingay kami, makulit kami, anong masama dun? Mayabang na ba tawag dun?&lt;/i&gt; - The sophomores hate us. I don't know why, but they have a problem with us, 1JRN1 students. I'm not referring to &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; of the sophomores. Just one section. We found a bit of vandalism on one of the chairs - IT WAS SO BIG! I won't say what was written, that's somebody else's business, since it wasn't against me. At first, we thought it was from one of our other classmates. Paolo and JC erased it when they saw it during Lit, our first period class. Paula sat next to that chair during Philosophy, our last subject, and we were the last to leave the room. When we entered the classroom the next day, 11AM (rather 11:10 or so), after the sophomores used the room (&lt;i&gt;Nag-sipa muna ng pinto, nang-irap, tapos labas. Overtime na nga sila, sila pa nag-aalboroto diyan. Ang galing naman talaga.&lt;/i&gt;), JC checked the table, and saw a reply there, saying, "&lt;i&gt;Bakit niyo binura? *insert more stuff here*&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;i&gt;Ka-cheapan talaga&lt;/i&gt;. We got more alcohol and rubbed the area until it was a lighter shade of brown and definitely germ-free and... sweet-smelling? You'd expect those people, being sophomores, to be more mature. (No offense meant to ate &lt;a href="http://www.imeerocks.net" target="_blank"&gt;Imee&lt;/a&gt; and ate &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~blackpitik" target="_blank"&gt;Amie&lt;/a&gt;. I'm only referring to the people who wrote on that chair, spouting out stuff against one of my friends for no reason at all.) We told ate Peaches, about the vandalism thingy and she said we should just ignore the verbal stuff and then when they go physical, we should just report them to the SWDB (or whatever)... thingy. But I'm going to school early on Monday, along with Xavier, and we're going to peek into the room to find out who's sitting on that chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go to church tomorrow. After months of not attending, not even cracking open a Bible, I'm going back. Why? I want to have a try in this religion stuff again. I'm going to my old church, Victory Christian Fellowship and I'm going to meet with Zoe and Han. I attended the Youth Fellowship yesterday night, and it was fun. The Word was delivered by LA Mumar, a former actor, son of Coney Reyes. I saw a lot of former friends I haven't seen for years (like Glenn, Joni, Han, Mark, Jared), since I transferred to the Robinson's Galleria church (still VCF) years ago, and then transferred to Crossroad 77 (Bread of Life), and then attended at CCF and then suddenly stopped going to church. Anyway, Imana give it a try. And if Becky and Robin attend tomorrow, it's going to be my chance to say goodbye to them, since they're leaving for Canada on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT 11July2005; 8:04PM:&lt;/b&gt; I am frackin' sick! I woke up this morning, my eyes felt heavy, I had colds, and when I got home - yay! - fever! I can't can't can't be absent tomorrow! There's a quiz in PGC! I absolutely cannot miss that! *dies* &lt;b&gt;/EDIT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-112090609867259052?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/112090609867259052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=112090609867259052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112090609867259052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112090609867259052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/07/crap.html' title='Crap.'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-112074862841942633</id><published>2005-07-07T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T08:07:39.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whee. *thunk* *snore*</title><content type='html'>So....... I met Aladin Bacolodan today. He signed my notebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.ripway.com/2005-4/296957/notebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.ripway.com/2005-4/296957/thumb.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He misspelled my name. :D Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got home. 10:06PM. Yay. I feel fracking tired. But I wanna blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shivers* After class, around, say, 7:30PM, Rainier, Mushroom and I were walking past the Botanical Garden. We were headed to P.Noval to eat dinner. When we were near the chapel, Rainier suddenly said, "Let's walk fast." So, we did. And then after a while, he said, "They're gone." WHA?! Talk about creepy. Anyway, after that, we went past the chapel, saw the ABS-CBN van and then went there, saw Aladin Bacolodan, then harassed him after he made his report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Arce, our vice president, brought his guitar today. &lt;i&gt;Naglalaway ako sa tunog&lt;/i&gt;. Imana buy a new guitar. Yayayay. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grah. Sleepy. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-112074862841942633?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/112074862841942633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=112074862841942633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112074862841942633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112074862841942633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/07/whee-thunk-snore.html' title='Whee. *thunk* *snore*'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-112057557313641640</id><published>2005-07-05T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T07:59:33.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tralalalalala.</title><content type='html'>Just a normal day. :D I was supposed to meet Xavier 9:00 at the AB Pav, and as usual, I was an hour late. It was raining so hard and my dad was sort of, like, "don't go to school &lt;i&gt;muna&lt;/i&gt;." I was, like, "Whatever happens, there &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; be classes today, you know UST."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met someone new today at the LRT. She's a third year Pol Sci student. We were both going to the Commerce Building and she didn't have an umbrella, so we shared mine. &lt;i&gt;Naks, bumabait si Kxia&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lit prof is bizarre. She made us write our own epitaphs. It's truly creepy. Graaah. We submitted it today, she was like, &lt;i&gt;"Ipasa niyo na ang inyong mga LAPIDA!"&lt;/i&gt; (Pass your gravestones) I was, like, "oh frack." Frack is a new word I made up. I was at 7-11 yesterday, my stuff fell out of my bag and I tried saying "fuck" and "crap" at the same time and "frack" just slipped out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met our guidance counselor today. Whatever. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.... we have a new Philo prof. From the college of Nursing. He seems nice, and he dismissed us thirty minutes before the actual dismissal time. Astig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, it's so cold nowadays. I actually borrowed Rainier's Cheongsam. I wore it until we got to Gilmore station. &lt;i&gt;Ang lamig kasi.&lt;/i&gt; People were looking at me. &lt;i&gt;Siguro akala nila Intsik ako, tapos pinagtangkahan akong kidnapin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richmond was teasing me earlier today. I lent him Mushroom's correction tape, and he asked me how it was used, etc. I was like, &lt;i&gt;"San ka ba lumaki? Sa bundok Tralala?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ewan. Sleeeep. Hafta meet Rainier at Pureza tomorrow.............. *snores*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't called in PGC. Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-112057557313641640?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/112057557313641640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=112057557313641640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112057557313641640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112057557313641640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/07/tralalalalala.html' title='Tralalalalala.'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-112029368834649074</id><published>2005-07-02T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T01:47:23.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graaaah</title><content type='html'>I have nothing to do today. Today, I'm going to rest. Tomorrow, I'm going to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to DPS yesterday. But first, we went to St. Thomas Square to get Dhanliza's stuff from her dorm. Afterwards, we went to Commonwealth. (I don't want to explain how we got there. I so hate riding FXs.) So, yeah, I was supposed to meet Blas at DPS. I arrived an hour late. (Sorry, Blas!) Anyway, we made &lt;i&gt;libot&lt;/i&gt; around the school for a while and then I went to talk to some friends. Jed, Nicolo, Adam, Sarah, Leane, Katz and someone else. You can read about it in my LJ, for those I've added up in my friends list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to McDonalds afterwards. There I saw Don Chubasco, Chino, Jorel, Kristel and Nicolo, once again. Nicolo left for a while to go to the church nearby, St. Peter's Parish, I think. (&lt;i&gt;Banal raw&lt;/i&gt;) He came back after a while and we started catching up on the news in DPS. Chino ate most of the time. We sat there from 5-7, just talking. And then it started getting dark, around 7PM (&lt;i&gt;malamang&lt;/i&gt;). To go home from DPS, I have to ride a jeep up to Tandang Sora, cross the highway (the overpass isn't done yet), ride a tricycle to MWSS and board a jeep to Katipunan. Yay. I hate crossing that highway. &lt;i&gt;Delikado.&lt;/i&gt; So Jorel (&lt;i&gt;ang baet talaga&lt;/i&gt;) offered to take me to Tandang Sora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was already looking for me around that time. Why? He called me around six o'clock and I said I was on the way home. But I got home an hour later. :D Gah, whatever. He didn't get angry anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grah, I have nothing to blog about. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/~kryptonite17" target="_blank"&gt;PLUG&lt;/a&gt; ulit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-112029368834649074?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/112029368834649074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=112029368834649074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112029368834649074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112029368834649074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/07/graaaah.html' title='Graaaah'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-112013597288477406</id><published>2005-06-30T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T05:52:52.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoo.</title><content type='html'>Tch. My arms ache. We had PE this morning, 7-9AM. Volleyball. My arms ache and I have bruises all over it. I'm not very athletic. I'm the...wall-climbing type of person. But today's PE class was fun. My prof is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have sooo much assigned readings for PGC. Three articles and we have to finish reading all of them by Tuesday! GRAAAAHHHH!!!! And then we have to read Plato's, &lt;i&gt;The Republic&lt;/i&gt; for the same subject, too. Crap, crap, crap. And I was so busy talking to Shayne about.... stuff (hehehe, secret.) during Philo (our prof didn't show up) that I didn't get a copy of the first article. Anyway, I already texted Nica and she's reserved a copy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I've already created my own LJ! Hahaha, it's friends only, though, so tell me if you want me to add you up. Because I will. Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~kryptonite17" target="_blank"&gt;http://livejournal.com/~kryptonite17&lt;/a&gt;. Haha, the name's pathetic, but Kryptonite is one of my favorite songs by Three Doors Down. &lt;i&gt;Alangan naman&lt;/i&gt; The Day You Said Goodnight? Hello? (I have nothing against Hale, okay?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to type up this paper for Theology. I hate Theology, not because it bores me, but, well, the prof is &lt;i&gt;walang kwenta&lt;/i&gt;. I'm not learning anything. I think the prof is a wanna-be priest. &lt;i&gt;Lagi nalang&lt;/i&gt; sermon. &lt;i&gt;Nakakairita, magsisimba nalang ako kung gusto ko ng sermon, no.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother downloaded a video clip of a flying lawnmower. It doesn't have any special effects whatsoever. Seriously, the lawnmower really was flying in that video clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am dreading tomorrow. We're going to have the dullest subjects tomorrow. The dullest profs, with the exception of the History and Math prof. They're cool. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an unannounced quiz in Lit this afternoon about the Myth of Sisyphus. I didn't read the selection and I don't know anything about Albert Camus. My prediction: I flunked it. I guess I did fine on the literary genre crap, but I don't know anything anything anything about Albert Camus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my blockmates is so annoying. Mushroom, Rainier, Ian, Angie and the others know about it. A lot of our other blockmates don't like her too. Basta. I mean, basta. There are some things that are just so annoying about her. &lt;i&gt;Basta mas maganda ako sa kanya.&lt;/i&gt; Hahaha!!! &lt;i&gt;Kapal!&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;i&gt;Sa mga nakakaintindi, joke lang yun ah.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. visit my LJ! Hahaha, but you won't be seeing anything except the FRIENDS ONLY banner. I suck, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graaaaaaah. I'm not going to have a great weekend. No more War of the Worlds. No more SM hopping. No more Pancake House. I'm going to spend the weekend reading the articles for PGC. Yay. What an interesting weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Today's&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;u&gt;Tonight's&lt;/u&gt; To-Do List:&lt;br /&gt;Do the Math homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Look for copy of Plato's The Republic in the dusty shelves of my granddad's library.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type up Theology essay.&lt;br /&gt;Put ice on bruises on arms. (My arms look like bruised bananas. And they hurt.)&lt;br /&gt;Prepare stuff for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Shine my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Clean my room.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep. (Impossible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. Clean my room. That seems impossible. My room is a pigsty. I just dump my stuff on the floor after school and collapse on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grah. I have nothing useful to say anymore (like I even mention anything useful in this blog). I shall leave you now. But before that....... Tenenenen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lick-shots.com/dd" target="_blank"&gt;DAILY DIRT!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oh, forget it, I feel too lazy. Besides, they haven't updated the site yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna cry. Haha, wala lang. Seriously, I feel like crying. I'm actually on the verge of crying na. I guess I'm just tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-112013597288477406?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/112013597288477406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=112013597288477406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112013597288477406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/112013597288477406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/06/whoo.html' title='Whoo.'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-111986514433747691</id><published>2005-06-27T02:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T02:49:14.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I doubt that you want to read about a bad day. :D</title><content type='html'>Just got home. I went to Burger King with Irene, Paula, Xavier, Ian and Angie. I'm tired and I didn't have a very good day. We were supposed to have an orientation of some sort today, but it got cancelled. Rainier and I didn't know, so we took our time eating at the Mini Stop outside the Pureza LRT station. And then Szusza texted us while we were at the jeep, saying that our History prof already arrived. Panic time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we arrived before the fifteen minute allowance expired (thankfully), but there's more bad news. We had homework in math. We were told to answer the problems on page 13 and 21. We didn't know that we still had to answer the ones in page 35 and 36. Oh, crap. Math period, I took out my book. And then I found out that we were supposed to answer Activity 1.8 and 1.9. Yay. If only I'd known, I could have gotten a decent score. Yeah, I won't mention my score here, because it's totally.. bad. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Math was Theology. I'm not a Catholic and I don't know anything about yesterday's gospel. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope tomorrow's going to be better than today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me that Prof. Coronacion was assigned as 1JRN1's adviser. Shouldn't he be assigned to one of the Pol Sci sections? Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to visit DPS on Friday. Yay. And Xavier's going to come with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few pictures I took using my phone have been printed. Yay. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I missed this sooo much: &lt;a href="http://lick-shots.com/dd" target="_blank"&gt;DAILY DIRT&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1. Fire broke out at your workplace, what are the 3 things you will grab before evacuation?&lt;br /&gt;Workplace? House nalang? I'll grab my dog, a book and my cell phone&lt;br /&gt;2. What happened if it broke out at home?&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;3. Imagine you're trapped and surrounded by ferocious flames, what will you do?&lt;br /&gt;Sit down. There's nothing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;4. Will you save your mom or your grandma first?&lt;br /&gt;Grandma. My grandma has arthritis and she's going to have trouble walking.&lt;br /&gt;5. Are you prepared in any case of fire?&lt;br /&gt;No. Haha! I'm never going to be prepared. Whatever I've said up there, it's not true. The only thing I'm really going to do is SCREAM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-111986514433747691?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/111986514433747691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=111986514433747691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111986514433747691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111986514433747691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-doubt-that-you-want-to-read-about_27.html' title='I doubt that you want to read about a bad day. :D'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-111967145435531087</id><published>2005-06-25T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T04:37:29.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I suck.</title><content type='html'>I did not get called during the PGC recitation on Thursday. I was sorta pissed and.. relieved. I wanted to get it over with. At least I'd get a grade. But, no, I didn't get called on. I was relieved, well, who wouldn't be. I was holding my breath the whole time until the prof said, "Let's have a discussion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~blackpitik" target="_blank"&gt;Ate Amie&lt;/a&gt; was right. Mabait pala si Prof. Coronacion. Haha, pero it hasn't stopped me from being dead scared during recitations. I was surprised when he started cracking jokes, telling us to shift to Political Science. He said we would only die if we became journalists. Kulit. Tapos in the middle of the class all the lights went out! We thought we had a black out but the airconditioning was working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. Big Blue (Xavier) was absent because he was sick. Haha, I talked to him last night on the phone for four hours (8-12). Half the time he was coughing. &lt;i&gt;Yan kasi&lt;/i&gt;, that's what happens when you go to school during the rainy season without an umbrella. Manila &lt;i&gt;pa man din ang&lt;/i&gt; school. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom bought me this cute silver pendant shaped like a dachshund. Yes, the dog. And my dog is a dachshund. Hehe, it's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I'm becoming addicted to the &lt;i&gt;Sakto&lt;/i&gt;. The Coke? You Pinoys know about that, maybe. The Cokes that cost only P5? Haha, they're so cute and small. Haha. (Baliw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hafta go. Am talking to Robin on YM.  But I hafta eat lunch na :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT:&lt;/b&gt; NEW LAYOUT! It's just, well, something I whipped up quickly. Because I had nothing to do. I just got tired of the Jessica layout. &lt;b&gt;/EDIT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-111967145435531087?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/111967145435531087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=111967145435531087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111967145435531087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111967145435531087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-suck.html' title='I suck.'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-111943727715687844</id><published>2005-06-22T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T03:47:57.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graaaaah. The UST bag is cool.</title><content type='html'>Whoo. Haha. Anyway, yeah, I have a few hours of spare time then I have to study for PGC. Haha, a recitation every meeting during the first thirty minutes of the class. Whoo. Actually, last meeting, the recitation lasted for almost the whole meeting (1&amp;1/2 hours). I didn't get called on. *whew!* But I'm not going to risk having nothing to say tomorrow if I ever get called on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The workload has lessened (THANK GOD!). Anyway, we had the orientation and the walking tour today. So you could guess how my feet feel today. They hurt! Pero it was fun, actually. Haha, especially since I was walking with the my newfound friends (Irene, Kim, Rainier, Xavier, Ian, Mushroom, Paula, Angie). Ate Peaches called us the most "bibbo" group in 1JRN1, because while we were walking, we were singing the most jologs songs ever. Including the song of Qpids. And the male guide (forgot his name) called us 1JRN1-Annex because we were separated from the rest of the section during the walking tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ayun, we finally elected the class officers. I, thankfully, am not an officer. Hahaha. But &lt;a href="http://mushroom.misanthropos.net" target="_blank"&gt;Mushroom&lt;/a&gt; is president! Whoo-hoo, hooray for Miss P!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is still fun. Hahaha! Graaah. I'm tired. Haha, walking is exhausting. Grah, wanna sleep, wanna sleep. I think I'm coming down with something. The consequences of walking around Katipunan with a broken umbrella in the pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta study. Fuck. I am turning into a nerd. HEEEELLLPPP!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-111943727715687844?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/111943727715687844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=111943727715687844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111943727715687844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111943727715687844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/06/graaaaah-ust-bag-is-cool.html' title='Graaaaah. The UST bag is cool.'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-111909715259871619</id><published>2005-06-18T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T05:19:12.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An almost perfect day turned bad.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I couldn't help blogging today. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graaah! I lost the bracelet my friend, Nicolo gave me before the school year ended last year! Crap. I know it's somewhere here at home but I can't find it! :( Aww, crap. Where could it be?? Crap, crap, crap. And I thought this day was going great. This had to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished all my reports and papers. The only thing left to do is to read the introduction in my PGC textbook and read up on the first revolution. Yay. &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/jangymillan" target="_blank"&gt;Jang&lt;/a&gt;, Blas, and Cecille went to my former school yesterday. I didn't know they were going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking about that bracelet. Grah. My wrist looks lonely. Where oh where is that bracelet? :( Crap, crap, crap. Okay, I'll make a wish. I wish that when I wake up tomorrow, the bracelet will be on my bedside table. Pfft. *is starting to get irritated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap, crap, crap. Sorry, Nicolo! I hope I find it! Sorry sorry sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway new layout. Jessica Harp. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me? Nowadays my posts are either too short. Or too short and full of nonsense. Gah. I still suck. I'm starting to hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;Graaaaahhhh. Help me find the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mahiwagang&lt;/span&gt; bracelet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-111909715259871619?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/111909715259871619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=111909715259871619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111909715259871619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111909715259871619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/06/almost-perfect-day-turned-bad.html' title='An almost perfect day turned bad.'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-111900335542797578</id><published>2005-06-17T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T03:15:55.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>College is fun but exhausting. And my PGC prof terrifies me. Well, okay. he scares me. The other profs are great, the English prof and the Lit prof are both really funny. I miss high school, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun. Yesterday my classmates were too quiet and boring. Today, it was fun. We were all [finally!] laughing and talking and everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally met Mushroom. Haha. And a few other people. Grah. Why can't I blog properly today? I suck. I totally suck. Anyway, &lt;i&gt;basta&lt;/i&gt; college is fun. And... I need to finish this report on the second revolution of mass communication. And read on the first and second revo again. I have a quiz on Monday on both topics! Gah. Plus there's this paper for Theology, I need to read the introduction on my PGC textbook, I need to do the Literature assignment. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will blog, if ever when I go back to the university library or on Saturday. It depends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-111900335542797578?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/111900335542797578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=111900335542797578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111900335542797578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111900335542797578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/06/college-is-fun-but-exhausting.html' title=''/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-111897517326602744</id><published>2005-06-16T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T02:19:41.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing time.</title><content type='html'>I've decided to close Insatiable Extremist. From now on, I'm going to blog here. Yeah, here, in my Blogger. Domain purchasing is going to be postponed because, well, I'm totally swamped with work and maintaining a Xanga, a Blogger and a hosted blog is gonna be hard. Those I linked back when I had Track52.org/Kxia, I'll update this template and link you guys here again. Just, well, update your links, okay? Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently here at the UST Central Library with Mushroom. Reading about the Prehistoric Era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway, blog on Saturday. :) See ya, guys. Will return comments from the other site, okay? I have a class in approximately... 36 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-111897517326602744?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/111897517326602744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=111897517326602744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111897517326602744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111897517326602744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/06/closing-time.html' title='Closing time.'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-111842561959895133</id><published>2005-06-10T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T10:46:59.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This blog will be updated when it's updated. So, yeah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.track52.org/kxia" target="_blank"&gt;GO HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is teh fix. *dances around and trips* Don't comment here, comment &lt;a href="http://www.track52.org/kxia" target="_blank"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-111842561959895133?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/111842561959895133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=111842561959895133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111842561959895133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111842561959895133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-blog-will-be-updated-when-its.html' title='This blog will be updated when it&apos;s updated. So, yeah.'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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-13434758.post-111798558943127151</id><published>2005-06-05T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T04:14:22.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is where I'll be, for the time being</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EDIT:&lt;/span&gt; It's fixed! &lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.track52.org/kxia" target="_blank"&gt;GIVE ME SOME LOVE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; Hehe! I'll still be using this one, though. Take care, everyone! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/EDIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.track52.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Track52.org&lt;/a&gt; is having server problems. My folders there are almost totally bare. I was trying to upload some stuff this afternoon when I saw something on the Log area of WS FTP LE. It goes: &lt;i&gt;Error: Disk Quota Exceeded&lt;/i&gt;. I can't upload, I've deleted a bunch of stuff, it still won't work. Greymatter's malfunctioning, too. I never did anything. Everything was fine when I last posted, and then, BAM. I'm going to wait probably a few days. If nothing happens, then I guess I'll look for a new host. Anybody willing to host me? Hehe. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maica (a.k.a Miiru) and I are planning to get a domain. Anyway, I've already decided. If Maica decides not to share a domain with me, I'm still going to get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I still have a list of the people who commented on the last entry back at the other blog. So, I'm going to return them today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so messed up. My sleep cycle is totally messed up. I slept around 5AM today and then woke up 6AM. No sleep at all. I need to get over this. Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little brother's classes start tomorrow. I think he's excited because I won't be there anymore and he can do what crap he wants to do. Good for him. Just don't let me catch him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, off to return comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13434758-111798558943127151?l=kxiakxia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/feeds/111798558943127151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13434758&amp;postID=111798558943127151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111798558943127151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13434758/posts/default/111798558943127151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kxiakxia.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-is-where-ill-be-for-time-being.html' title='This is where I&apos;ll be, for the time being'/><author><name>kxia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08654484874011149070</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>
