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The Chronicles of Mr. Macchiatotriquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.comBlogger178125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-75763701735981096832011-02-27T01:01:00.005+08:002011-02-27T01:08:38.461+08:00El NidoI'm getting addicted to traveling thanks to Cebu Pacific. In a few hours, I'll be flying to Puerto Princesa then to El Nido! Yay!<div><br /></div><div>So goodbye to my sun-damaged skin (courtesy of Coron). I'll be staying there 6 days - my longest out of town vacation to date - with my friends and of course, Mark. Oohh I can already smell the beach. </div><div><br /></div><div>Excited. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552003944416840285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-73649390203796863822011-02-24T21:01:00.002+08:002011-02-24T22:42:26.398+08:00Let's try this once more.After being MIA for a year, I'm reviving my old blog... again. <div><br /></div><div>As I'm not teaching this term, I think blogging will be a perfect past time for me. A lot of things are happening in my life right now and I want to share some of them to you. I assure you to have no more love related emo-entries because I'm currently enjoying my life with my partner. </div><div><br /></div><div>Yes. </div><div><br /></div><div>I'm happy, satisfied, in love. :)</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02552003944416840285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-82869415288484887222010-01-02T19:35:00.001+08:002010-01-02T19:35:59.469+08:00formspring.meAsk me anything <a href="http://formspring.me/mrmacchiato" target="_blank">http://formspring.me/mrmacchiato</a>triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-63880952655288938492010-01-01T03:58:00.000+08:002010-01-02T16:00:52.538+08:00Happy 2010!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT4W_GmCVf69bGvsL_GPgt6xvoZpwkxItcxASKjYEz_T045tKmLwIdIqoYETV8Ut1jg2TCb_JKcdvlUvUzIYpr52HMRPffQ8Has8MpkeAq_y7vxYCJA4vjya20DYctsWdXswvu9uZUsXXL/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT4W_GmCVf69bGvsL_GPgt6xvoZpwkxItcxASKjYEz_T045tKmLwIdIqoYETV8Ut1jg2TCb_JKcdvlUvUzIYpr52HMRPffQ8Has8MpkeAq_y7vxYCJA4vjya20DYctsWdXswvu9uZUsXXL/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422049197408587666" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >Happy New Year!</span><br /></div>triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-71205910506680885932009-12-16T17:22:00.001+08:002009-12-16T17:23:21.838+08:00Tik Tok Pilipinas » 10 Quick and Painless Things You Can Do To Help Save the Climate<a href="http://tiktokpilipinas.com/tok/2009/12/10-quick-and-painless-things-you-can-do-to-help-save-the-climate/">Tik Tok Pilipinas » 10 Quick and Painless Things You Can Do To Help Save the Climate</a><br /><br />It’s common knowledge that the world is a ticking carbon dioxide bound time bomb, and every moment we spend ignoring the state of our climate hammers down the nails on the earth’s tomb. Rather than lamenting our impending doom, however, why not do something about it?<br /><br />If you’re scared of jumping into commitment, however, or if the thought of making major life changes freak you out, here are ten climate-saving tips that literally seem like a piece of cake, or a walk in the park – whichever you prefer:<br /><br />1. Disengage.<br />This also applies to transformers and voltage regulators. When left plugged or on standby, your home appliances are still using energy – and that’s energy you pay for that benefits no one. Hitting that power button and unplugging your appliances when not in use saves you roughly P2300 a year.<br /><br />2. Whip out the clothesline.<br />Forego the clothes dryer and hang your laundry out in the sun to dry instead. Clothes dryers average 1,600 watts of energy per hour, so if you wash and dry your clothes every two weeks, that computes to around P120 slashed off your monthly electric bill.<br /><br />3. Eat everything on your plate.<br />Or at least just take, cook or buy only as much food as you can finish. Uneaten food that goes straight to the garbage adds to the trash you produce, and when you reduce food waste you automatically decrease your carbon emissions.<br /><br />4. Check your tire pressure constantly.<br />Optimal tire pressure helps your car burn fuel more efficiently. If you own a car and are looking to get more mileage from your vehicle, keeping your tires inflated right hits two birds with one stone – it reduces your carbon emissions while giving you more value for money.<br /><br />5. Keep a close watch on your air filter.<br />Score another one for the motorists: replacing or cleaning out your air filters also helps your use your fuel more efficiently. You can have this done along with your tire pressure adjustments whenever you have your oil changed.<br /><br />6. Better yet, travel on two wheels, or on your own two feet.<br />Walking or biking beats a fuel efficient vehicle every time. Because neither mode of transport requires the burning of fossil fuels, choosing the heel over the steering wheel is the best way to cut back on carbon while still getting to your destination.<br /><br />7. The matter of meat.<br />Most Pinoys love eating meat so much that it’s a non-negotiable, even when it comes to climate advocacy. However, the slightest reduction in meat consumption can still impact your total carbon emission, so for every week, make at least 3 to 5 meals meat-less. Remember, a little effort goes a long way!<br /><br />8. Spare the pulp.<br />Rainforests are Mother Nature’s very own carbon dioxide regulating systems. Without their gallant stewardship, we wouldn’t be here today! We need to keep them alive and flourishing if we want to stay in the game. So be it tissue, a note pad, office documents, paper coffee cups, or store paper bags, think twice – there is always an alternative to paper!<br /><br />9. Lighten up.<br />You’ve probably deduced by now that the more fuel or energy efficient you are, the less carbon dioxide emissions you make. The same rule stands for lighting – fluorescent bulbs trump incandescent bulbs every time, which is win-win for everyone since it’s both carbon and cost efficient.<br /><br />10. Shop wisely.<br />On your grocery or mall run, bring a sizable canvas tote and stash everything you buy inside. This saves you and the businesses you support on plastic bags. This habit not only reduces your waste but also lessens the need for production of problematic plastic.<br /><br />So really, you don’t need to make any grand gestures of environmental activism – climate action can be as simple as making more responsible choices in your daily life.<br /><br /><br />http://tiktokpilipinas.com/tok/2009/12/10-quick-and-painless-things-you-can-do-to-help-save-the-climate/triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-22408003109426484152009-12-15T01:32:00.003+08:002009-12-15T01:37:24.811+08:00The Fame Monster<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn9Gn1a_v9RvrCJdRWlUigDsfKA-nqf9_fudQF4J4KKkAeVfHEay-Fu8JU1yxhigtely6qQPEiBBBmAFvdCqTpo936VtjWpKauN1SwsZTnrOzj1d_irOLyAeHZowww0f6tAvvPDR9eVnDY/s1600-h/The_Fame_Monster.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 296px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn9Gn1a_v9RvrCJdRWlUigDsfKA-nqf9_fudQF4J4KKkAeVfHEay-Fu8JU1yxhigtely6qQPEiBBBmAFvdCqTpo936VtjWpKauN1SwsZTnrOzj1d_irOLyAeHZowww0f6tAvvPDR9eVnDY/s320/The_Fame_Monster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415147318336426242" border="0" /></a><br />Album for the month of December:<br />"The Fame Monster"<br />by Lady Gaga<br /><br />Uh huh. She's back with a repackaged album plus eight new songs.<br />1. Bad Romance<br />2. Alejandro<br />3. Monster<br />4. Speechless<br />5. Dance in the Dark<br />6. So Happy I Could Die<br />7. Teeth<br />8. Retro Dance Freaktriquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-65011315084007802162009-11-21T00:25:00.001+08:002009-11-21T00:25:00.250+08:00What is LOVE?<h2>What is Love ... ?</h2> <p><b><br /></b></p> <ul><li>Love is a slow kiss goodnight. It’s anticipation.</li><li>Love is flirting outrageously and still remembering that the person at your side is not obligated to do anything. It’s respect.</li><li>Love is an imperfection in yourself not bothering you. It’s acceptance.</li><li>Love is passing up an opportunity because the time isn’t right yet. It’s patience.</li><li>Love is a back massage that starts above the hairline and ends around the insoles. It’s exploration.</li><li>Love is not having to say “Let’s make love,” because you know what the other person wants. It’s understanding.</li><li>Love is being given an honest chance to say no when you thought you were committed. It’s consideration.</li><li>Love is both of you remembering protection. It’s responsibility.</li><li>Love is saying the perfect phrase to make a solemn embrace dissolve into giggles. It’s humor.</li><li>Love is being told “Stop and I’ll kill you”. It’s desire.</li><li>Love is reviewing the damage to your living room and realizing personal effects are strewn in a clockwise pattern from the front door to the bedroom. It’s abandonment.</li><li>Love is seeing what your lover really looks like for the first time. It’s truth.</li><li>Love is knowing what time it is and not caring. It’s joy.</li><li>Love is the arms around you tightening their embrace. It’s ecstasy.</li><li>Love is seeing a new side of a person you thought you knew. It’s renewal.</li><li>Love is telling a person if you have to leave, you will let them sleep, and being told they would rather be woken. It’s tenderness.</li><li>Love is waking up to find the subject of the dream you were having asleep on your shoulder. It’s where fantasy meets reality.</li><li>Love is being there to wake your lover. Slowly. It’s sensuousness.</li><li>Love is belatedly knowing why you bothered to buy a queen-sized bed three years ago. It’s practicality.</li><li>Love is two people only taking up a third of a queen-sized bed. It’s closeness.</li><li>Love is knowing you gave the extra set of keys to your apartment to the right person. It’s trust.</li><li>Love is saying good-bye and knowing you will be back by mutual consent. It’s faith.</li><li>Love is stretching your arms and discovering the real meaning of the word “sore”. It’s a lesson in human frailty.</li><li>Love is opening your medicine cabinet and finding your tube of toothpaste turned into a pretzel. It’s adaptation.</li><li>Love is sitting at the window, looking out and remembering who you were with the night before. It’s reflection.</li><li>Love is hearing the weather forecast for a winter storm and wishing you could spend it in bed with your lover. It’s loneliness.</li><li>Love is stories that will never be told. It’s personal. </li></ul> <p><b> Heather Powers</b></p><p><br /></p><p><a href="http://nowherewithoutyou.tumblr.com/post/222516555/what-is-love"><span style="font-weight: bold;">source</span></a><b><br /></b></p>triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-17315210779800377512009-11-12T01:12:00.001+08:002009-11-12T01:14:51.851+08:00Spelling.<span class="posttitle"></span><h3 style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://lindtdale.tumblr.com/post/225973253/if-yuo-can-raed-tihs-you-hvae-a-sgtrane-mnid-too-can"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" >if yuo can raed tihs, you hvae a sgtrane mnid, too. Can you raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can. i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! </span></span><br /></a></h3><br /><br />Hahaha. Forget spelling.triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-24087268348476053492009-11-10T22:40:00.002+08:002009-11-10T22:42:41.901+08:00TypographySince I'm still gathering ideas for my blog, I'm gonna let you visit this awesome typography site. You might find yourself thinking about stuff in life after <a href="http://www.wordboner.com">going there</a>. Haha<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoqetnQHYXzLHcvZp0LXK2lKzveIRer_1N24djEjVW1iZfnH1mi07BhAZ1hGC-GaloLJOBCdj2veiTTlxFHq3EgyBTPsD9SfhWsKm7tb3G9p0iyalPdcBt3eBxzYKL7xkUGeOu_oEOuABU/s1600-h/kf9vBxISYr0g3higoUMVmllVo1_500.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoqetnQHYXzLHcvZp0LXK2lKzveIRer_1N24djEjVW1iZfnH1mi07BhAZ1hGC-GaloLJOBCdj2veiTTlxFHq3EgyBTPsD9SfhWsKm7tb3G9p0iyalPdcBt3eBxzYKL7xkUGeOu_oEOuABU/s320/kf9vBxISYr0g3higoUMVmllVo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402485189025207970" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.wordboner.com"><br />http://www.wordboner.com</a>triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-61528520831709659112009-11-09T20:59:00.000+08:002009-11-09T21:05:35.161+08:00Better Today<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c80dcXivsfs&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c80dcXivsfs&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />You see it all in my smile<br />You hear it all in my laugh<br />The way I walk you hear me talkin,<br />No, I'm no longer sad<br />I've got more reason to smile<br />More now than I've ever had<br />Open my eyes and realized<br />That nothing's quite that bad<br /><br />I've got a different approach<br />To dealin' with emotion<br />Keeping control of my boat<br />While drifting on this ocean<br />Keepin my head to the sky<br />Keepin tears outta my eyes<br />Unless happiness be the reason<br />That I decide to cry<br /><br />And lifes too short to dwell on all that's wrong<br />Stand up now<br />Stand up now and I promise not before long<br /><br />Chorus<br />You'll be feelin better today<br />Much better today, much better today<br />So much better<br />Feelin' better today<br />Much better today, much better today<br />Much better today<br />(repeat)<br /><br />Feelin so much better<br /><br />I know about down and out<br />I know about when it gets tough<br />Losing the fight, you see the light,<br />And you just want to give up<br />I know about being depressed<br />About leaving someone you love<br />I also know about standing up<br />And saying enough is enough<br /><br />I've got a different approach<br />To dealin' with emotion<br />Keeping control of my boat<br />While drifting on this ocean<br />Keeping my head to the sky<br />Keeping tears outta my eyes<br />Unless happiness be the reason<br />That I decide to cry<br />And lifes too short to dwell on all that's wrong<br /><br />Stand up now<br />Stand up now, and I promise not before long<br /><br />Chorus<br />You'll be feelin better today<br />Much better today, much better today<br />So much better<br />Feelin' better today<br />Much better today, much better today<br />Much better today<br />(repeat)<br /><br />Feeling so much better<br /><br />Ahhh aaaahhh aaaahh<br /><br />Oooooooooo<br />what will I give I tried<br />I could fly away right now<br />Hold me cause I finally found my smile<br /><br />Chorus<br />You'll be feelin better today<br />Much better today, much better today<br />So much better<br />Feelin' better today<br />Much better today, much better today<br />Much better todaytriquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-90269601695153207332009-10-22T20:05:00.012+08:002009-10-24T12:43:51.345+08:00Study Habits<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://quangkhoi.net/learningcenter/category/notetaking/"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirVtpZL_1eRjtrftf0yprv5xqALR1KYBrPwitLWTUqxoFqFjp8t3hONwwOIdPUNmcEc7IoInnWAxE9uPyJM_qbQs1n2lH6O7F1qRFCPs5j23qA5oJo_h9iL8v1uKXVSZGaegkrqr7cAK6n/s200/studying1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396022200223148786" border="0" /></a>When I was still in college, my usual online status was "StuDying = Student Dying" because I really am serious when it comes to studying and reviewing my notes.<br /><br />Being a teacher, I have the privilege to observe my students' study habits. I think that they have a lot of spare time in their hand to spend time with friends, shop, eat, or just hand out. BUT... most of them are still having problems coping with schoolwork. <br /><br />Let's see why.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Study Habits </span><br />by Mr. Macchiato<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1. Cramming is never new. </span><br />You will see a lot of students reviewing during the last minute or even second before an exam. Why is this so? Continue reading.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2. Procrastination is the culprit.<br /></span> Whenever a student has a scheduled quiz or major exam most of them are:<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">a. at home</span> - watching television, playing video games, sleeping<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">b. a friend's house</span> - playing video games, chatting, inuman!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">c. a bar /resto</span> - inuman!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">d. a coffee shop</span> - tumatambay with or studying with a friend, leeching off free wifi.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">e. the library</span> - with a book / notebook on one hand and a computer mouse on the other. After 15 minutes of reading, you'll hear the sound of the keyboard and see www.facebook.com in the address bar. Haha! Then the "studious" student will spend 30-60 minutes in front of the computer depending on the game he/she is playing or if a lot of buddies are online.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3. Preparing the reviewer.</span><br />After reading the notes and speding more than an hour highlighting important terms and paragraphs on the poor textbook, the student now prepares his/her reviewer on a long bond paper folded in half.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">4. Whine / B*tch / Complain time.</span><br />The student then realizes that he/she is missing a lot of gimmicks and night-outs because of the schoolwork and starts logging-in at YM, sends pm's to his/her friends and complain how busy this week is. If not, the student starts blogging or twitting about how hard this subject is, and curses the books, the professors, and whoever wrote these f*cking theories. <span style="font-style: italic;">"Hindi ko naman yan magagamit pag-graduate ko!"</span> lines will surely be seen. This usually last for about 45 mins to one hour.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">5. The idle moments.</span><br />After releasing some of the anger, the student will get bored or sleepy so he/she will go out for a walk, grab a bite, make coffee OR, go to www.facebook.com. Lasts for about 30 minutes for facebooking or an hour for sleeping / eating.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">6. Study time.</span><br />The student then realizes that it's 12 midnight and his/her class will start at 8am. Time to read the reviewer! If the subject is full of terms, he/she will spend 2-4 hours memorizing important dates, persons, jargon and whatnot. And that is interrupted by text messages, calls, facebooking and sometimes the student will just find him/herself sleeping on top of the book or the keyboard.<br />If the student is still awake, he/she will just decide to sleep and wake up earlier than usual to study. But only 2 out of 10 students can actually do this.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">7. Post exam events.</span><br />After taking the exam, the student rushes out of the classroom and takes out the notes or reviewers to check if his/her answers were correct. Then you'll hear <span style="font-style: italic;">"Nasagutan mo ba ung number 2?", "Aaa! Sabi na nga ba yun yung sagot eh! Bakit pinalitan ko pa?!", "Hahaha. Mali yung spelling ko!", "Parang hindi naman tinuro sa atin to ah!"</span><br /><br /><br />There.<br /><br />-----<br />Kaya nakakainis pag nakakakita ka ng mga students mo na nagfafacebook lang kahit na may mga exam kinabukasan!<br /><br />*Image taken from <a href="http://quangkhoi.net/learningcenter/category/notetaking/">here</a>.triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-38315075700302029932009-10-18T18:06:00.004+08:002009-11-19T20:55:47.116+08:00Fireworks and Music<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFi-h04gtf373CZM3Oc9cJoLl-L6N3ZoSLIa-VoBFHZF9A3bWumnrGeJdagS5yU6qbNejwBmjdH_nVWF36PDdEjBIdlrNur_Y2yVkvpf3EVN2rN0nNhImjOIAMAGf4969a5790LfnQEUot/s1600/Picture+6.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 50px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFi-h04gtf373CZM3Oc9cJoLl-L6N3ZoSLIa-VoBFHZF9A3bWumnrGeJdagS5yU6qbNejwBmjdH_nVWF36PDdEjBIdlrNur_Y2yVkvpf3EVN2rN0nNhImjOIAMAGf4969a5790LfnQEUot/s320/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405797549325345314" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQlfDjHDqUBLcr6vkB5YVyuO1ihQS9q_Qwdz-rvQ5XMlzBPEizQfTi8FtrSWL3xEQ2pnv5LezMdrKZx8yMr1xixV0h5KlrdyFVPdGJ8eKQu5rVWLXkwGoUFdfSaATbdgy1DESLn5E-dis1/s1600/Picture+5.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 189px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQlfDjHDqUBLcr6vkB5YVyuO1ihQS9q_Qwdz-rvQ5XMlzBPEizQfTi8FtrSWL3xEQ2pnv5LezMdrKZx8yMr1xixV0h5KlrdyFVPdGJ8eKQu5rVWLXkwGoUFdfSaATbdgy1DESLn5E-dis1/s320/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405797541824345154" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The World Pyro Olympics 2009 is here! And it got better! This year, each presentation will be synchronized with heart-pumping music that will surely make your jaw drop.<br /><br />Prepare for a more explosive, more spectacular experience! Witness the country's first pyromusical competition at the Bonifacio Global City, Taguig.<br /><br />The world's best teams will showcase their artistry and technical skill by shooting dazzling fireworks synchronized with musical scores. The competition's new venue, a departure from the past years' water-based firing, will allow for more creativity and versatility in the use of ground level and special effects.<br /><br />This will be located at The Fort Open Grounds behind High Street, near MC Home Depot.<br /><br /><b>Event dates will be on five consecutive Saturdays, featuring</b><br /><br />November 21 - Germany, China<br />November 28 - Canada, Australia<br />December 5- Japan, Italy<br />December 12 - South Korea, USA<br />December 19 - Fellowship of Fire (All competing countries in one show), Philippines<br /><br />TICKET PRICES<br /><br />Regular Pass:<br />VIP - P1,500 with dinner<br />Special viewing areas - P500<br />General viewing areas - P200<br /><br />Season Pass:<br />VIP - P6,000<br />Special viewing areas - P 2,000<br />General viewing areas - P 800<br /><a href="http://worldpyroolympics.com/"><br />http://worldpyroolympics.com/</a><br /><br />Bring your family and friends! Oh and your cameras too! Haha.<br /><br />See you there!triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-3373827678062226742009-10-08T17:13:00.003+08:002009-10-08T17:29:10.588+08:00One of the Boys<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTl4Ota88ioxUA76mtv2ojiidfAJGNi6MIIpCbu__vJapObvGlVzR-KHm3rK3t3qshyEXRt3zAW7PrAl_qAlD-XiGSiza8kCM7KxtsJydNnkSPNN55CGqH1aSkwGo9qYV_W2zc_v4q55Ub/s1600-h/618Onv1jgRL._SS500_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTl4Ota88ioxUA76mtv2ojiidfAJGNi6MIIpCbu__vJapObvGlVzR-KHm3rK3t3qshyEXRt3zAW7PrAl_qAlD-XiGSiza8kCM7KxtsJydNnkSPNN55CGqH1aSkwGo9qYV_W2zc_v4q55Ub/s400/618Onv1jgRL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390158531492926722" border="0" /></a><br />Album of the month is:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"One of the Boys"</span><br />by Katy Perry<br /><br />My top picks:<br />1. Thinking of You - Can I just say that this song suits me really really well right now? Haha<br />2. Waking Up in Vegas<br />3. Hot n Cold<br />4. One of The Boys<br />5. Ur So Gay<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Thinking Of You</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Comparisons are easily done</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Once you've had a taste of perfection</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Like an apple hanging from a tree</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I picked the ripest one, I still got the seed</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You said move on, where do I go?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I guess second best is all I will know</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Thinking of you, thinking of you)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Thinking of you, what you would do</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">If you were the one who was spending the night</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Spending the night, spending the night)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Oh, I wish that I was looking into your eyes</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You're like an Indian summer in the middle of winter</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Like a hard candy with a surprise center</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">How do I get better once I've had the best?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You said there's tons of fish in the water, so the waters I will test</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">He kissed my lips, I taste your mouth, oh!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Taste your mouth)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">He pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Thinking of you, thinking of you)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Thinking of you, what you would do</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">If you were the one who was spending the night</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Spending the night, spending the night)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Oh, I wish that I was looking into</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">You're the best, and yes, I do regret</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">How I could let myself let you go</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Now, now the lesson's learned</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I touched it, I was burned</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Oh, I think you should know!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Cause when I'm with him I am thinking of you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Thinking of you, thinking of you)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Thinking of you, what you would do</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">If you were the one who was spending the night</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">(Spending the night, spending the night)</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Oh, I wish that I was looking into your, your eyes</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Looking into your eyes, looking into your eyes</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Oh, won't you walk through?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And bust in the door and take me away?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Oh, no more mistakes</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">'Cause in your eyes I'd like to stay, stay</span><br /><br /></div>triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-55749554194958860402009-10-05T20:08:00.007+08:002011-02-21T10:53:09.045+08:00House Arrest.I'm now on day 9 of my house arrest and I'd like to keep that on a single digit. Damn.<br /><br />Some of you might be asking why the hell am I punishing myself but lord knows that I didn't ask for this. Haha.<br /><br />Two Saturdays ago, Ondoy (Ketsana), a tropical storm entered the Philippines and showered us with a month's worth of rain. The rain started pouring around one in the morning (yea I know cause I was out till around 5am) and it didn't stop till noon. So the result? FLOOD. And I mean massive flood allover NCR.<br /><br />This was the first time that the water reached the first step of our stairs going to the second floor. The flood was about waist-deep outside and knee-deep inside the office.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi14hyphenhyphenP7o4kTlL4uLEdSegfvaDTNd-8MchbmZJbVJWCUs0YHMFqEizp2XdaAvkgxr-NIlgLkNLwN9qiLbqloJr5bs_YoGuF4UalxHz0jGq-aWsAy9QsgODoGyLRHzTtGuvSJDNbS33OQc-L/s1600-h/IMG_1655.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi14hyphenhyphenP7o4kTlL4uLEdSegfvaDTNd-8MchbmZJbVJWCUs0YHMFqEizp2XdaAvkgxr-NIlgLkNLwN9qiLbqloJr5bs_YoGuF4UalxHz0jGq-aWsAy9QsgODoGyLRHzTtGuvSJDNbS33OQc-L/s400/IMG_1655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389093368464125842" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi85cOVK8gUdtaH6HxRxGP7iDLa4rgIYOZVwaJzB9FTc1ypQJknLNHaCtW0CTPycFS2UmhFHsZa2puRRDwNBm0FzWTCWyP9osJABoTiBamYcRQLNEeHATfMW3auhd76qyCAtbwpkrqYS9mK/s1600-h/IMG_1657.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi85cOVK8gUdtaH6HxRxGP7iDLa4rgIYOZVwaJzB9FTc1ypQJknLNHaCtW0CTPycFS2UmhFHsZa2puRRDwNBm0FzWTCWyP9osJABoTiBamYcRQLNEeHATfMW3auhd76qyCAtbwpkrqYS9mK/s400/IMG_1657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389093359021730658" border="0" /></a><br />School was canceled for a week allover the metro and in some provinces. The flood remained there until Thursday night. Next morning, everybody rejoiced at the sight of dry land. Haha. But hold that thought, another typhoon is making it's way to the Philippines.<br /><br />Typhoon Pepeng (Parma) was predicted to hit land around the next day. Ookkkaaay. Friday night, it started raining really hard and low and behold, the water came rushing back... FLOOD.<br /><br />Until this moment, there is still flood outside our house. About more or less a foot deep. It's gradually subsiding now and we are all praying that it won't rain again for about a week.<br /><br />Thank goodness, our house is really on the second floor and the first floor is solely the office. We have food, water, and other basic necessities needed for survival.<br /><br />So that's about it. I'm really hoping that I get to leave this house tomorrow cause I badly need a haircut. Haha.<br /><br />(^_^)triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-30525295997059063892009-09-24T21:47:00.003+08:002009-09-24T21:58:08.913+08:00No One Like You.This song gets me EVERY TIME.<br /><br />Just read the lyrics, listen to the song, and watch the movie clip of "Powder".<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">No One Like You<br /><br />And we too will it not be soft and kind<br />That rest from life<br />from patience and from pain<br />That rest from bliss<br />we know not when we find<br />How can I have enough of life and love<br /><br />In your eyes are my secrets<br />that I've never shown you<br />In my heart I feel<br />I've always known you<br />In your arms there's a comfort<br />that I never knew<br />You're what I've been waiting for<br />there's no one like you<br /><br />Sure as the sunrise<br />pure as a prayer<br />You fashioned hope<br />right out of thin air<br />Every dream I abandoned<br />seems it could come true<br />I believe in miracles<br />there's no one like you<br /><br />Innocent as a newborn<br />in a world so frightening<br />It's as if my world's<br />been struck by lightning<br />Every dream I abandoned,<br />seems it could come true<br />I believe in miracles,<br />there's no one like you.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Owo_6T-dvic&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Owo_6T-dvic&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /></div><br /><br /><br />(;_;)triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-71481783889889275542009-09-10T19:18:00.005+08:002009-09-10T22:22:55.322+08:00It's Too LateNakakainis ang mga estudyanteng nagpapadagdag ng grade lalung-lalo na ang mga naturingang "iskolar".<br /><br />Kung ikaw ay iskolar, alam mo na dapat alagaan ang mga grades mo. Dapat pala walang bababa sa 80 o sa 85 e bakit ka nagpabaya?<br /><br />Tuwing pagkatapos ng exam ay pinapakita ko sa aking mga estudyante kung ano ang nakuha nilang grade para naman magkaroon sila ng ideya kung ano ang katayuan nila sa aking klase. Kaya kung napapansin mo na mabababa pala ang marka mo, dapat gawin mo na ang lahat para ito ay tumaas pa.<br /><br />Wala namang imposible. Nagbibigay ako ng 100 kung ikaw ay karapat-dapat pero nagbabagsak din naman ako ng mga ilan. Wag mo na akong lapitan pagkatapos ng term para magmakaawa at humingi ng karagdagang puntos. Dapat noon palang ay nag-aral ka na ng mabuti at ginalingan sa aking klase.<br /><br />Nalulungkot ako sa mga batang bumabagsak o kaya naman ay mabababa ang nakukuhang grade sa akin. Pero kung ipapasa naman kita kasi, ikaw din ang mahihirapan sa mga susunod mong klase. Wag ka namang umasa nalang sa iyong katabi tuwing may pagsusulit. Hindi ka ba nakokonsensya na pumapasa ka lang dahil nag-aral ng mabuti ang ka-"cheatmate" mo? Haay nako.<br /><br />Ang lalakas pa ng loob ng iba na magpa-late sa klase at alam naman na may pagsusulit.<span style="font-style: italic;"> "Sir sorry na-late ako ng gising."</span> At ang iba naman ay hindi pa papasok sa tinakdang araw ng test. Ano nanaman ang dahilan mo? Naging estudyante din kaming mga teachers niyo kaya alam na namin kung nagpapalusot lang kayo. Oo parte yan ng buhay kolehiyo pero alam niyo ba ang salitang <span style="font-weight: bold;">ABUSADO?</span><br /><br />At eto pa, kung alam mo na hindi ka pa nakakakuha ng test, aba ay ikaw na ang magkusang lumapit. Hindi na ako magaantay sa mga nagpapa-importante lang. Hindi nga nag-exam pero nakikita ko lang sa facebook at nag-party pala nung isang araw? Grabe naman yan.<br /><br />Naipasa ko na lahat ng mga grades at wala na akong balak baguhin pa iyon. Kaya kung ako sa inyo e seryosohin naman ang pagaaral. Maiintindihan niyo din ito pagkatapos niyo tumuntong sa entablado para kunin ang diploma at mag-pose para sa picture niyo.<br /><br />Nakupo talaga o.triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-12625339804014106962009-09-09T23:08:00.000+08:002009-09-10T19:41:42.299+08:00Learn Something Every DayHey it's 09/09/09 today! haha. Anyways...<br /><br />I came across this interesting website the other day. It's called <a href="http://www.learnsomethingeveryday.co.uk/">http://www.learnsomethingeveryday.co.uk/</a> .<br /><br />The site is pretty cool. Everyday, you'll see new facts about anything and everything. I love how they illustrate each fact which makes it more eye catching.<br /><br />Here are some of the posts:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXmejkRRCpOaVeRo3dC_4n2o977IXbYTX968LjZ5CkbaYIKmy2Wf0SRkHmrB2N1xCEJBJZeVq7zN9z8TZ5QfGU9yt7RbyzVPNt9pE2snWfvZilLcoAZNVUYQRRWZzFTkEAzfQN9WeDeBc6/s1600-h/aug23_640.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXmejkRRCpOaVeRo3dC_4n2o977IXbYTX968LjZ5CkbaYIKmy2Wf0SRkHmrB2N1xCEJBJZeVq7zN9z8TZ5QfGU9yt7RbyzVPNt9pE2snWfvZilLcoAZNVUYQRRWZzFTkEAzfQN9WeDeBc6/s400/aug23_640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379795871572084146" border="0" /></a>Free Willy!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVkZ_aYmOPE6aifdifzzj_I2ooHBc1PdQI9V04me0souoQP9pd5DLscgZdihcJvcrVwjtFSI7Df7D2Jr56s9QkQgDNGIDksPM55ZTtOVwb8vuX2uO4x3qugMGMhyphenhyphenrjzDLkuMoEh7k6egHL/s1600-h/aug22_640.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVkZ_aYmOPE6aifdifzzj_I2ooHBc1PdQI9V04me0souoQP9pd5DLscgZdihcJvcrVwjtFSI7Df7D2Jr56s9QkQgDNGIDksPM55ZTtOVwb8vuX2uO4x3qugMGMhyphenhyphenrjzDLkuMoEh7k6egHL/s400/aug22_640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379795863562650626" border="0" /></a><br />Bad Lion<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinoj3ag4-6ilLCc20H0jX5E8tLQ12gy8Er7959yqBX9Qf_xldBbtrmkSvQzPS85qRCknXH-2NlAu-_C0Ydm8DSy-PVHUZrTaoWuJpm67xFXx_vzFSH5N4ohgodY2NpuluBZJwFCpZG-HKZ/s1600-h/aug11_640.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinoj3ag4-6ilLCc20H0jX5E8tLQ12gy8Er7959yqBX9Qf_xldBbtrmkSvQzPS85qRCknXH-2NlAu-_C0Ydm8DSy-PVHUZrTaoWuJpm67xFXx_vzFSH5N4ohgodY2NpuluBZJwFCpZG-HKZ/s400/aug11_640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379795860262059618" border="0" /></a><br />Read that?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_5jLe5afmKOWinJU142KFrlh8AvRZgnUh8n3DPyOsh9ioI2sV5WshFdXHhmIy45p1zYpZZue1Qh4vLaBiknLHmsWamldvNWUoED_wNVCOL9pulwH8U6ADy0CbbZ94MDy1qD0olRdNvL9z/s1600-h/aug3_640.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_5jLe5afmKOWinJU142KFrlh8AvRZgnUh8n3DPyOsh9ioI2sV5WshFdXHhmIy45p1zYpZZue1Qh4vLaBiknLHmsWamldvNWUoED_wNVCOL9pulwH8U6ADy0CbbZ94MDy1qD0olRdNvL9z/s400/aug3_640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379795849915072594" border="0" /></a><br />I love you all!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">(^_^)<br /></div></div>triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-52864408593467961262009-09-06T14:29:00.005+08:002009-09-08T00:49:39.349+08:00Fail.Okay, I kinda had this "twitter love affair" for the past couple of months. I thought that he's the one but I also know that a relationship like this would be too much impossible.<br /><br />We haven't seen each other yet. He said that he'll visit me this coming November but I doubt that it will still happen. We only talk over the phone, exchange text messages and twits, and chat using msn.<br /><br />I was happy, really happy at first then after a few weeks, the texts, twits, and chats stopped in a snap. I dunno what happened. It wasn't clear. I was left hanging and hoping.<br /><br />Of course I got sad but I really don't know what too feel and how to react because I'm stuck waiting. I gave him a week, then another week until I got tired. He really doesn't have to explain now... I know.. I understand.<br /><br />Yesterday, my friends keep on asking me if I were okay. So I told them what happened and they were all surprised because the last time that we were together, I am still all excited and nothing in the world can erase the smile off my face. My two best friends got sad after hearing my story. They comforted me and told me everything's gonna be fine. I was laughing all the while and assured them that I am okay.<br /><br />Sad? Yea but this is life. I get hurt, then I move on.<br /><br />Sadness kills me. It's lethal.triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-55568326369862458962009-09-01T09:29:00.003+08:002009-09-01T11:15:17.792+08:00The Fame Redux<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg98mH4JDgUzaI6jJFjJGvnDfuo4NiS4lKtjdkQ-np3luPMhwFrl-lvcxRnoBT7mbKiKcgpwZ6HZQsCuhWHaJnI8K8My7jIX6BBaZ-YgsfO889zQRd3eNSzTS5_n0PBcaYXjRxRAqQPmg06/s1600-h/3514767717_ce427845c9.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg98mH4JDgUzaI6jJFjJGvnDfuo4NiS4lKtjdkQ-np3luPMhwFrl-lvcxRnoBT7mbKiKcgpwZ6HZQsCuhWHaJnI8K8My7jIX6BBaZ-YgsfO889zQRd3eNSzTS5_n0PBcaYXjRxRAqQPmg06/s320/3514767717_ce427845c9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376331930272315506" border="0" /></a>September still smells Gaga.<br /><br />Haha I know I know. I've already featured Lady Gaga's album for the month of June but can you blame me?<br /><br />Seeing her perform live totally redefined Lady Gaga to me. She is one of the best performers today. Yea, not just a singer, she's everything.<br /><br />Now, I have a different order of my top songs. Haha.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1. Love Game</span> - This song made history, well at least for me. And yea, this can actually make me dance. Haha. Have you seen my disco stick?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2. Eh, eh (Nothing Else I Can Say) </span>- This is my "feel good" song. Haha. Though the lyrics is kinda sad, the melody itself gave it a new meaning. eh eh?<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3. Paparazzi</span> - The perfect karaoke song. Haha. Great to play on the violin too. Yay!<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">4. Just Dance</span> - Gonna be ok da da do do. Make sure you turn your speakers up.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">5. Poker Face </span>- This song spells Gaga.triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-88557559784031718992009-08-12T23:25:00.014+08:002009-08-13T20:03:20.631+08:00Gaga!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXrFDsqeEenlhFizsM8fFYtVs4YI3cWCn4MUhK9-UdhPgJ3R3CZXoerwQZfPsDl0oRwvFKBUNL5miP_LIee6YLJKPpkfiUq1YOZs3HSS5d0Zo2wWtNKSUxXU-s4Y8Cqj3NL7P1ipwpP3qT/s1600-h/lady-gaga-in-manila-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXrFDsqeEenlhFizsM8fFYtVs4YI3cWCn4MUhK9-UdhPgJ3R3CZXoerwQZfPsDl0oRwvFKBUNL5miP_LIee6YLJKPpkfiUq1YOZs3HSS5d0Zo2wWtNKSUxXU-s4Y8Cqj3NL7P1ipwpP3qT/s320/lady-gaga-in-manila-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369303332122496450" border="0" /></a><br />OMG!!!<br /><br />I'm still having PCD (Post Concert Depression) from Lady Gaga's concert last night. Me and Chris decided to watch like a day before the show so goodbye good seats! Haha<br /><br />But good thing we did because I think I'll die if I miss the show. This is by far the greatest live concert performance that I have seen (Okay except Sarah Brightman :D)! I mean like really, WOW. This girl really performs like a goddess and she knows how to make her audience scream, shout, sing, and jump like crazy!<br /><br />We were seated all the way up but it did not matter. The disappointment vanished when Lady Gaga started rocking on the stage. Yay! No one can beat her quirkiness.<br /><br />Here is the set-list of the concert. I'm really not sure if I can list this chronologically. Forgive me. Haha<br /><br />1. Paparazzi<br />2. LoveGame<br />3. Beautiful, Dirty, Rich<br />4. Money Honey<br />5. The Fame<br />6. Boys boys boys<br />7. Just Dance<br />8. Brown Eyes<br />9. Eh, Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say)<br />10. Poker Face - Acoustic, Sexy, Hot, Horny Version<br />11. Poker Face<br /><br />The concert only lasted for more or less an hour. It was so bitin but we had real fun nonetheless.<br /><br />Do I still need to say it? Yea, I'm a FAN.<br /><br />Quotable Quotes:<br /><br />From Lady Gaga's twitter:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">"</span><span style="font-style: italic;" class="status-body"><span class="entry-content">Just headlined my first arena ALONE, after opening for years. Thank you manila, never forget u. Luv my fans so much, u r the reason I'm here"</span></span><br /><span class="status-body"><span class="entry-content"></span></span></div><span class="status-body"><span class="entry-content"><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PeUYZ1gMVCQ&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PeUYZ1gMVCQ&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />From the Concert:<br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">"You know somebody asked me very recently a very strange question . They said, Lady Gaga, do you have a dick? And I said, Yes I do and it's much bigger than yours."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"I have a confession to make. I've cried like 6 times during the show I didn't tell anybody. And I didn't want you to read my poker face but the truth is I love you so so much and it kills me."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"This goes out for all the motherfuckers out there who did not believe in me!" </span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Thank you Manila. Love you so much Philippines." </span><br /><br />"Where's all my gay kids in the audience?"<br /><br />"Where's all my gay boys?!"<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"My best friend is from the Philippines."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"I love Manilaaaaaaaaaaaaa."</span><br /></div><span class="status-body"><span class="entry-content"><br />Hahahaha.<br /></span></span><br />(^_^)triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-68328265406544396052009-08-07T23:59:00.001+08:002009-08-17T23:27:48.518+08:00Crazy Little ChildrenSince I started teaching more than a year ago, this was the first time that I walked-out of my class.<br /><br />This particular batch is infamous for their rowdy attitude and I am not the only teacher complaining about them.<br /><br />I got inside the room at 1:00 pm, checked the attendance and starting writing my lecture on the board. I can hear people talking and phones beeping. I tried to stay cool and focused on what I was doing. Then come the discussion, a lot of them still were chatting with their friends who were seated in front or behind them. Whispering is kinda ok but their voice was as loud, or louder than mine. I am still recovering from my cough and I lost my voice last Monday.<br /><br />I called their attention for the first time.<br /><br />Discussion continued but their talking went on again. I looked down and moved my head to show that I am disappointed, then I went out of the room. After a minute, I went back in and asked them if they were ready to listen to what I was saying.<br /><br />But while I was speaking in front of the class, some of them continued discussing topics of their own. So without saying anything, I picked my things and went out of the room for the second time and headed back to the faculty room.<br /><br />I WAS PISSED AT THEM BIG TIME.<br /><br />I really am sorry for those students who wanted to listen and learn. But I can't stand their classmates' uncivilized attitudes.triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-57110391392123559982009-08-06T23:50:00.000+08:002009-08-08T00:13:57.825+08:00RIP Tita CoryYesterday was the funeral of the Philippines' first woman president, Mrs. Corazon C. Aquino. And while on our way home, we witnessed the cortege making its way to Manila Memorial Park.<br /><br />We waited on the road for like 40 minutes but it was all worth it. All cars at SLEX stopped and people rushed to the street just to witnessed this historic event.<br /><br />Good thing I brought my camera with me and snapped away. It was truly a moving experience for me.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqnsEDGCb8q2_ohTKryzRkJiGl8doDljM7Epdzbu0fbCSopByPvt4z3Dwc9en_dNWB5UmqE-mRXRYRlKWFTx-1uotd0XaV6vMQ5QjM0SubAMbKADQDvGK9NrnaJLplt-IKVYjm8-5obpnn/s1600-h/DSC_4121.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqnsEDGCb8q2_ohTKryzRkJiGl8doDljM7Epdzbu0fbCSopByPvt4z3Dwc9en_dNWB5UmqE-mRXRYRlKWFTx-1uotd0XaV6vMQ5QjM0SubAMbKADQDvGK9NrnaJLplt-IKVYjm8-5obpnn/s320/DSC_4121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367255559123881778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitnR04oAg23HN9NqCNlpdgCfSLrKsSE_S9brkkS_GSDGQL6SW9YJ1VvPtQLawvth9d-USesG9P8etW7NHbdPLBMYF-i68-ILYzziCvpW_1eGgvS-0_YVf0JVss2z4esXpVz3MgIE6Qo6WN/s1600-h/DSC_4120.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitnR04oAg23HN9NqCNlpdgCfSLrKsSE_S9brkkS_GSDGQL6SW9YJ1VvPtQLawvth9d-USesG9P8etW7NHbdPLBMYF-i68-ILYzziCvpW_1eGgvS-0_YVf0JVss2z4esXpVz3MgIE6Qo6WN/s320/DSC_4120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367255555095495570" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSvaMVy9Hp-4AcpmhUdefPJPua_GYfJmIxrD0m63HeaKJyD9Uc9dBmTguBwbFyOYoVA5-o0MnKlhmpzsuiekoVxQffmjbeGYqraQqvq9YhWVuhjL87Y7KEIFii8LXX1Pi6et_yov-1G7N7/s1600-h/DSC_4119.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSvaMVy9Hp-4AcpmhUdefPJPua_GYfJmIxrD0m63HeaKJyD9Uc9dBmTguBwbFyOYoVA5-o0MnKlhmpzsuiekoVxQffmjbeGYqraQqvq9YhWVuhjL87Y7KEIFii8LXX1Pi6et_yov-1G7N7/s320/DSC_4119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367255551610720226" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjumXb8qMIS2gQTouBZtJiEFjIC9uM3hk-zvmmrTe09r_MLnjvZN4tjatld4Lo_om1XJ1YYOZ5AzlU5XOuaCzHaniLbF0KM82IpW_YGtJ9YoowXMTT4X7yJDRXHO8luyfWBYIoKllfFjsB2/s1600-h/DSC_4096.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjumXb8qMIS2gQTouBZtJiEFjIC9uM3hk-zvmmrTe09r_MLnjvZN4tjatld4Lo_om1XJ1YYOZ5AzlU5XOuaCzHaniLbF0KM82IpW_YGtJ9YoowXMTT4X7yJDRXHO8luyfWBYIoKllfFjsB2/s320/DSC_4096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367255542536415810" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtXNk14daX1FsIf2xY3JWEnbF87LX9xV5JQAhc6Nsgs3m6KWGMCoEuG1_j-t01t_u9qvtrus_vzhnGYZld1P9eESRZJu1gWMpktkdjNKQjd49UlugZuhgv3jJYJ-pSQ_-GLN5jFRCx9GW9/s1600-h/DSC_4067.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtXNk14daX1FsIf2xY3JWEnbF87LX9xV5JQAhc6Nsgs3m6KWGMCoEuG1_j-t01t_u9qvtrus_vzhnGYZld1P9eESRZJu1gWMpktkdjNKQjd49UlugZuhgv3jJYJ-pSQ_-GLN5jFRCx9GW9/s320/DSC_4067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367255536935126386" border="0" /></a>triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-3376573237801172332009-08-04T17:01:00.002+08:002009-08-04T17:18:04.893+08:00Fearless<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh78zZkuKWgNbrHMOGIRGofwV22As6dJ4u-57T5ascs_2HpD2rT5wnoRrxJbMrAEiQnmVS10x03ulfMEQjQgiwq572OMt6x7usmnjp3cPapZdCm_yl9G0BmZdJOpF6JwIAc7T55KIIluKS7/s1600-h/Taylor_Swift_Fearless_International.png"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh78zZkuKWgNbrHMOGIRGofwV22As6dJ4u-57T5ascs_2HpD2rT5wnoRrxJbMrAEiQnmVS10x03ulfMEQjQgiwq572OMt6x7usmnjp3cPapZdCm_yl9G0BmZdJOpF6JwIAc7T55KIIluKS7/s320/Taylor_Swift_Fearless_International.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366035159990782530" border="0" /></a><br />Album of the month is:<br />"Fearless"<br />by Taylor Swift<br /><br />I was a little unsure of this album the minute I acquired a copy. But after some time, things changed and I began to love the songs. Taylor is a very talented singer/songwriter in her own rights.<br /><br />Here are my top picks:<br />1. You Belong With Me - Alam na kung bakit. Haha<br />2. Love Story<br />3. Fearless<br />4. The Way I Love You<br />5. Change<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">You Belong With Me</span><br /><br />You’re on the phone with your girlfriend, shes upset<br />Shes going off about something that you said<br />Cause she doesn’t get your humor like I do<br />I’m in my room, it’s a typical Tuesday night<br />I’m listening to the kind of music she doesn’t like<br />And she’ll never know your story like I do<br /><br />But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts<br />She’s cheer captain and I’m on the bleachers<br />Dreaming about the day when you wake up<br />And find what you’re looking for has been here the whole time<br /><br />If you could see that I’m the one who understands you<br />Been here all along so why can’t you see<br />You belong with me, you belong with me<br /><br />Walkin’ the streets with you and your worn-out jeans<br />I can’t help thinking this is how it ought to be<br />Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself<br />Hey isn’t this easy<br /><br />And you’ve got a smile that could light up this whole town<br />I haven’t seen it in a while since she brought you down<br />You say you’re fine, I know you better then that<br />Hey whatcha doing with a girl like that<br /><br />She wears high heels, I wear sneakers<br />[ Taylor Swift Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]<br />Shes cheer captain and I’m on the bleachers<br />Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find<br />That what you’re looking for has been here the whole time<br /><br />If you could see that I’m the one who understands you<br />Been here all along so why can’t you see<br />You belong with me<br />Standing by and waiting at your back door<br />All this time how could you not know baby<br />You belong with me, you belong with me<br /><br />Oh, I remember you drivin’ to my house in the middle of the night<br />I’m the one who makes you laugh, when you know you’re ’bout to cry<br />And I know your favorite songs and you tell me ’bout your dreams<br />Think I know where you belong, think I know it’s with me<br /><br />Can’t you see that I’m the one who understands you<br />Been here all along, so why can’t you see<br />You belong with me<br />Standing by and waiting at your back door<br />All this time How could you not know<br />Baby you belong with me, you belong with me<br />You belong with me<br />Have you ever thought just maybe you belong with me<br />You belong with me<br /></div>triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-46931819325489544072009-07-27T16:41:00.003+08:002009-07-27T16:50:40.209+08:00Angel in the NightA few days ago, I was listening to music on my iTunes, hoping to hear to unplayed songs in my library. I put it on shuffle when this particular song played. I fell in love with it instantaneously.<br /><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gWCpfRZfVEc&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gWCpfRZfVEc&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />The song is called "Angel in the Night" by Basshunter. It's Eurodance, a genre of Electronica (if I'm not mistaken).<br /><br />Angel in the Night<br /><br />You are, my light in the dark<br />You are, the beating in my heart<br />But that is not enough, will I ever be by your side<br /><br />Your hair is dancing in the wind<br />Your eyes are burning up my skin<br />And I'm so happy when I see, that you are smiling back at me<br />You are leaving burnmarks on the ground<br />Thank you God, for what I've found<br />I don't know how, I don't know why<br />But you're my angel in the night<br /><br />You are, my light in the dark<br />You are, the beating in my heart<br />Let me hold you now, just like the days before you start to cry<br />You are, my light in the dark<br />You are, the beating in my heart<br />But that is not enough, will I ever be by your side<br /><br />"Prepare For Launch In 3.. 2.. 1"<br /><br />I try my best to satisfy, but all you do is wave me goodbye<br />I don't know what I'm gonna do, but I'm so crazy about you<br />Even if I don't know where to start<br />Even if my love is tearing me apart<br />I just know, that you and me<br />We are always meant to be<br /><br />You are, my light in the dark<br />You are, the beating in my heart<br />Let me hold you now, just like the days before you start to cry<br />You are, my light in the dark<br />You are, the beating in my heart<br />But that is not enough, will I ever be by your side<br /><br />"3..2.. 1"<br />You're my angel in the night<br /><br />(^_^)triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2335666998461010538.post-16599311213299787172009-07-16T09:06:00.003+08:002009-07-16T13:12:53.540+08:00PLDTHere we go again.<br /><br />PLDT never fails to piss me off.<br /><br />Every year, our DSL f*cks up. It lasts for like a week but sometimes for two months! We pay our bill regularly but PLDT (I think) intentionally cuts our connection.<br /><br />Why?<br /><br />Because our connection dies every 6pm and will not return until 7am. I have a feeling that they are sharing our line to other subscribers. And when you call their customer service, the CSR just gives me crap like I don't know what he/she was talking about. HAHA.<br /><br />Here are some lame lines that I hear from them:<br />1. Did you pay your monthly bill?<br />2. Our lines freeze because it is cold.<br />3. We are undergoing a maintenance.<br />4. Your line must be static.<br />5. Is your modem turned on? (DUH!)<br />6. Do you have a dial tone? (Yea cause I'm talking to you!)<br />7. The lines are screwed because of the rain.<br /><br /><br />Oh well PLDT, I think it's time for us to report you NTC again like what we did two years ago.<br /><br />Mind you, after sending the letter to NTC, we immediately got our connection back in less than 24 hours.triquetrahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02864414440536370759noreply@blogger.com0