<?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-2382577772620363642</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:15:00.936+08:00</updated><category term='randomness'/><category term='cyrusbaguio'/><category term='jirehibañes'/><category term='araneta'/><category term='butiki'/><category term='basketball'/><category term='worldpeace'/><category term='allera'/><category term='fourteenplans'/><category term='talkntext'/><category term='pba'/><category term='lanete'/><category term='cplush'/><category term='ahini'/><category term='help'/><category term='adik'/><category term='speedstacking'/><category term='fonacier'/><category term='summer'/><category term='firstimpressions'/><category term='cagermagnet'/><category term='livelancer'/><category term='oneweek'/><category term='senioryear'/><category term='abc'/><category term='madaya'/><category term='top10'/><category term='alaska'/><category term='greetings'/><category term='allstarnight'/><category term='celebritycoupling'/><category term='almost-tito'/><category term='ateneo'/><category term='custodio'/><category term='thesystem'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='fangirl'/><category term='brother'/><category term='twomonths'/><category term='celinocruz'/><category term='haircut'/><category term='violence'/><category term='championship'/><category term='openletter'/><category term='rhetoricalq&apos;s'/><category term='chemistry'/><category term='school'/><category term='yesterday'/><category term='coke'/><category term='textarchives'/><category term='jareddillinger'/><category term='acp'/><category term='changing'/><category term='dad&apos;sjerseys'/><category term='UP'/><category term='ginebra'/><category term='captions'/><category term='notmarvincruz'/><category term='surveys'/><category term='thedaredevil'/><category term='marvincruz'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='nosebleedtagalog'/><category term='love'/><category term='tomorrow'/><category term='psm'/><category term='accounting'/><category term='slash'/><title type='text'>From the Courtside</title><subtitle type='html'>Will try to update occasionally.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-1754611528637744615</id><published>2010-07-26T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:31:41.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senioryear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fourteenplans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP'/><title type='text'>Quick Update on Fourteen Plans</title><content type='html'>Plan number 4: Take the UPCAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost there! August 8, 2010. 06:30 AM. National Institute of Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UP, here I come! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-1754611528637744615?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/1754611528637744615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2010/07/quick-update-on-fourteen-plans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/1754611528637744615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/1754611528637744615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2010/07/quick-update-on-fourteen-plans.html' title='Quick Update on Fourteen Plans'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-2982021912056279351</id><published>2010-07-26T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:29:32.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='notmarvincruz'/><title type='text'>Can Be, Cannot Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.bloguru.com/PSP/Vendors/05489/2010/orig_0548920100726021309.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img class="component_post_center" height="320" src="http://en.bloguru.com/PSP/Vendors/05489/2010/0548920100726021309.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Drawing made by Clio.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while (again). So, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four years ago, I seemed to like this person. And he's not that average  person. He's way beyond normal. He's my greatest rival. I do this well,  he does it better. I obtain something good, he does too. But not only  better. The BEST. However, he's a nice guy... A thoughtful one, I  suppose. And he doesn't know that I know that he liked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was four years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I kind of feel that I'm feeling the same feeling as before (overuse  of "feel", haha). Especially since he's been acting nice again. Maybe  he's supposed to be nice because of our jobs. Or maybe it's just because  of his nature. Meh, I don't really know. I shouldn't feel this. I  cannot feel this. Because I think he likes someone else. And that  someone else is someone that I don't feel... err. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been suffering from a recent "heartbreak", and I'm trying to  recuperate. I just cannot go to school one day and convince myself that  he is "the one". I don't even want him to be "the one"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused.&lt;br /&gt;VERY confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-2982021912056279351?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/2982021912056279351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2010/07/can-be-cannot-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/2982021912056279351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/2982021912056279351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2010/07/can-be-cannot-be.html' title='Can Be, Cannot Be'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-443324150601805850</id><published>2010-04-19T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:11:58.614+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senioryear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fourteenplans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marvincruz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ateneo'/><title type='text'>Fourteen Plans on my Fourteenth Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, I'm officially fourteen years old. And incoming senior.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are actually many things that I want to do and have, but were not done due to the fact that I'm a lazy procrastinator. And I'm young. So, below is a list of fourteen plans that I must (yes, &lt;b&gt;must&lt;/b&gt;) accomplish before I turn fifteen. I'll post some updates (either on Facebook, Twitter, or here in FTC) whenever I finish one plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here we go, fourteen plans on my fourteenth year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;FOURTEEN PLANS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Learn how to iron clothes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't know how to iron my own clothes. And now that I'm going to college soon, I must learn to be independent. That's why I want to try ironing some clothes. If my clothes get brown, er... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Learn how to cook simple meals.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that I could cook are scrambled eggs, hotdogs, and luncheon meat. I don't want to confine myself to those three. I envy some of my friends who could cook even the "complicated" kinds of food, say, carbonara, barbeque, name it. They could. I want to try to cook those things too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Try to do the laundry. I'm asserting.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm asserting. The only things that I wash are my underwear whenever there are menstruation stains. Please, even just for a day, make me do the laundry. Pleeease.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take UPCAT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my dreams. Of course, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Er, unless I go to Ateneo on my first year, then decide to transfer to UP. I really want to accomplish this thing. And I know it will be, 'cause what's the use of reviewing for the UPCAT if I won't take it? Btw, it's on August 8.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pass UPCAT.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would be better than taking the UPCAT? Passing it. Of course, it would be a very great honor in my part if I pass this test. Considering the facts that my parents are both UP alumni, and all of my fahter's siblings are also from UP. If I pass, I think I won't be able to stop myself from bragging. ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take ACET.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second best university (of course, UP's first). Why would I let this opportunity slip through my hands? I'll apply too, and take the test. I'll never know, if I won't pass UPCAT, at least I have a savior.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pass ACET.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, like the UPCAT, what's better than taking ACET? Passing it. And what's better than passing it? Passing both ACET and UPCAT. Woo!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recite the Apostle's Creed without stuttering.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the "...suffered under Pontius Pilate..." until "...the living and the dead.", I stutter. O come on, there's so much D's in that part that I end up saying "He descended do da dead." It's kinda disturbing, actually.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watch a (insert any team other than BGK)-Coke game scheduled at 7:30 pm.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I watched this live was... I don't think there's a last time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obtain an autograph/picture with/cellphone number(!) of MCruz.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate fangirl fantasy. It would be very fulfilling if I achieve this. :"&amp;gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stay at the top. And experience falling down (I'm looking at you, Physics).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says even smartypants can't get a D?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be active in school.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the school publication, I want to join other orgs. COMELEC (in school), steering committee, FI Youth. Oh, and try hosting some events. Great help, especially if I choose BroadComm as my course.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Learn a sport.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch sports, not play it. And I want to get fit. Try badminton?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;GRADUATE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More important that MCruz's autograph or whatsoever. More important than a PBA game. Of course, this is every senior's dream. And when I graduate, I am closer to reaching my dream. Hello, courtside reporting. Here I come.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Fourteen plans. These will be challenging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-443324150601805850?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/443324150601805850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2010/04/fourteen-plans-on-my-fourteenth-year.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/443324150601805850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/443324150601805850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2010/04/fourteen-plans-on-my-fourteenth-year.html' title='Fourteen Plans on my Fourteenth Year'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-6219526027763127264</id><published>2010-04-05T13:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:16:44.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madaya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ginebra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cplush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celinocruz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lanete'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thesystem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marvincruz'/><title type='text'>The System and Last Night's Game</title><content type='html'>Today I found a new comic. And no, it's not &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/"&gt;Cyanide and Happiness&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I visit their site, then I look at the "Stuff We Like" section. And I saw &lt;a href="http://www.systemcomic.com/"&gt;The System&lt;/a&gt;. They described it as this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Rosscott turns sign art into comic strips about life, work and how much  everything sucks. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Hey, it looks interesting, I thought. So I checked it out. Yea, it's a nice one. Not nice, cool. After looking at some old comics, I found something that I could relate to, thanks to my new phone (I don't intend to brag about it, actually, I feel sore):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.notquitewrong.com/rosscottinc/comics/2010-02-02-fullgadgetratio.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://www.notquitewrong.com/rosscottinc/comics/2010-02-02-fullgadgetratio.gif" width="352" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Click the pic to enlarge. Go try it out. Compute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, last night's game was a bummer. Coke lost to BGK, tarnishing their 3-0 record. Damn. When I came home from church last night, I saw the dreadful scores: 32-15. In favor of, yes, the Kings. Dammit. And some minutes later, they replaced Marvin Cruz with Lanete! Fuuu...ntastic~! (with a hint of sarcasm, mind you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since the Kings won, I have nothing left to share. Well, except the ten points I was able to ponder on while watching the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coca-Cola Tigers vs Barangay Ginebra Kings (04.04.10)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh, there's Marvin Cruz. Yay~!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lanete really looks like the Muslim drummer/puppeteer from UP's Mulat Theater. Except that he's whiter. Don't worry, I'll post something about the theater and the doppelganger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allera = the next Fangirls' Fantasy? Yes, he has the looks, but he still can't replace James Yap. YET.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate Ginebra.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When will the Puref--este, Derby Ace Llamados play? I still am not used to their new name.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scenario: Celino Cruz (BGK) has the ball. MCruz almost got it. But no. &lt;br /&gt;TV announcer: Muntik nang makuha ni Marvin yun, o. &lt;br /&gt;Me: Gumagamit din pala sila ng first names.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Win the effing game, Coke!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sige, MCruz, magsama kayo ni Allera. Walang points pero may itsura. Mag-artista na lang kayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*EDIT*&lt;/b&gt;Allera has 2 points. Hmph.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scenario: David gets angry after realizing that the "foul" wasn't counted. &lt;br /&gt;TV announcer: According to Head Referee Mr. A... &lt;br /&gt;Me: Siya nanaman! Kaya naman pala hindi na-count yung foul e! Ang daya! Daya daya daya!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wala na, talo na Coke. Hmp. At least dalawa ang gwapo. Sa inyo, isa lang.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such fangirl perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, for now. MCMari, over and out~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-6219526027763127264?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/6219526027763127264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2010/04/system-and-last-nights-game.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/6219526027763127264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/6219526027763127264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2010/04/system-and-last-nights-game.html' title='The System and Last Night&apos;s Game'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-4903830522760332765</id><published>2010-04-03T13:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:39:12.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livelancer'/><title type='text'>Bisita Iglesia and Campaign Propaganda (from Livelancer)</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Kung isa kayo sa mga followers ko sa Twitter, mapapansin niyong  karamihan sa mga tweets ko ay naglalaman ng galit sa mga plagiarists.  Gusto ko mang gawing subject ng article ko yun, hindi ko pa kayang  gawing tactful yun. So, ito muna. Abangan niyo na lang na mapuno na  talaga ako, at gagawa rin ako. Promise.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 1, 2010. Oo, April Fool's day. Pero kung devout Catholic ka,  isasantabi mo iyon para sa paggunita ng Maundy Thursday. At dahil diyan,  Bisita Iglesia time. Pero teka, ano nga ba ito? Bibisita ka sa pitong  simbahan upang mag-Way of the Cross. Or kung ayaw mo, bumisita ka at  magdasal. Hindi ko inaasahang magiging memorable kahit paano ang Bisita  Iglesia namin. Kasi naman, yung mga simbahang napupuntahan namin dati,  ano... Ganito na lang. Katapat nito ang munisipyo. Bale, ang munisipyo,  napakaganda. Parang mansyon. Ang simbahan naman, parang kinalambaan ng  sangkaterbang kalabaw, binagyo ng Ondoy at Pepeng, at nilindol. Ang  saklap. Ngayon, mga tipong parang airconditioned (pero malakas lang ang  hangin), maganda ang loob, at maraming uri ng taong nakakasalamuha. Ang  picky ko, 'no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more and comment &lt;a href="http://www.livelancer.co.cc/2010/04/bisita-iglesia-road-less-taken.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-4903830522760332765?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/4903830522760332765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2010/04/bisita-iglesia-road-less-taken-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/4903830522760332765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/4903830522760332765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2010/04/bisita-iglesia-road-less-taken-from.html' title='Bisita Iglesia and Campaign Propaganda (from Livelancer)'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-5124259036468966018</id><published>2010-02-13T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:20:50.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nosebleedtagalog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ahini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livelancer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marvincruz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><title type='text'>Ngayon lang hindi tinamad.</title><content type='html'>Makalipas ang pitong buwan...&lt;br /&gt;Tapos na ang A(H1N1) break...&lt;br /&gt;Nag-quit na ako sa ACP (take that, officers)...&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na ako moderator ng TnT thread sa Adix...&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na rin ako nagtatago kay Sir Waf 'pag nasa .ph ako...&lt;br /&gt;Nasa Coke na si Marvin Cruz... &lt;br /&gt;Nalaman kong bakla pala ang pinagpapantasyahan(?) ko sa school... &lt;br /&gt;Nagtakwil ako ng kaibigan...&lt;br /&gt;Campaign period na... &lt;br /&gt;At hanggang ngayon ay pinaparusahan ako ng Chemistry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon lang ulit ako magpopost dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di bale, hindi lang naman dito ako naging unproductive. Sa dalawa ko pang blog, hindi na ako naglalagay ng kung ano pa. Dun sa isa, nag-epistaxis na ako kasi kailangan kong mag-English (mga Japs at Indo kasi audience ko), kaya iniwan ko muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ko ito pinakialaman ulit? Kasi... Inimbitahan ako ng isa kong kasamahan na mag-contribute sa site niya (powered by Blogger rin). First time yun, kaya nabigla ako. Sige, sabi ko, anong topic? Kahit ano raw. KAHIT ANO. Wow. Hindi restricted (The Manresan, ahem).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, kung doon magcocontribute ako, dito rin. Susubukan ko. Friday, Saturday lang naman pwede. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ok, sorry kung magulo akong magpost ngayon. Writer's block pa rin e.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://livelancer.co.cc/"&gt;Livelancer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First post ko: &lt;a href="http://www.livelancer.co.cc/2010/02/patriotism.html"&gt;Patriotism?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-5124259036468966018?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/5124259036468966018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2010/02/ngayon-lang-hindi-tinamad.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/5124259036468966018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/5124259036468966018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2010/02/ngayon-lang-hindi-tinamad.html' title='Ngayon lang hindi tinamad.'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-6077501441382526033</id><published>2009-06-13T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:58:37.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marvincruz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adik'/><title type='text'>Supposed to do a sample article. Made this instead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.mynameisem.multiply.com/image/-BkdqGp2a29eFTrqZ166WA/photos/1M/300x300/228/what.png?et=NfvZqKRT%2BKcdryiRf1VJMA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Got 'ya, Marv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;(Credits to &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/redtangent/197881777/"&gt;Redtangent&lt;/a&gt;, kahit hindi pwedeng i-save by right-click, nag-screen shot na lang ako. Kahit Atenista ka, nag-exert ka pa rin ng effort na kuhanan ng picture 'tong si Cruz. Thank you.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adik. Dapat gagawa ako ng sample article para sa "The Manresan", pero wala akong maisip na matinong topic. Tapos napadpad pa ako sa &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.peyups.com/posts.khtml?mode=viewtopic&amp;amp;topic=14622&amp;amp;forum=12&amp;amp;start=0"&gt;thread ni Marvin Cruz sa Peyups forum&lt;/a&gt;. Mga adik yung mga nag-p-post dun. May manager, may die-hard fan, may nagpapantasya. Gusto ko sanang makisama or mag-post dun, kaso locked na yung thread. Salbahe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano'ng mga nakita ko sa thread? Ayun nga, mga "managers", die-hard fans, at mga nagpapantasya. Define each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Die-hard Fans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung mga taong... nagagalingan kay Cruz. Magaling nga naman yung tao. Mga adik din sila. Define adik. Well, sinasabi nilang diyan lang sa Katipunan nakatira yung tao. Stalker? Nakita daw nila yung tao sa UP gym, may practice daw. Adik, stalker nga. Nandun yung teammates niya, yung mga hindi ko kilala, pati na rin si Jireh Ibañes. Bakit ako, hindi ko nakikita? Ang daya! HIndi nila tanggap na si JV Casio ang naging MVP nung season na 'yun. Para sa kanila, si Cruz pa rin ang MVP. At hindi magbabago yun. How loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Managers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito yung mga taong nagbabantay ng thread ni Cruz. Teka, bakit by last name? Marvin na nga lang. Bawat post ng mga fans, tinitingnan, at makalipas ang ilang minuto, sasang-ayunan. Ito rin yung mga taong ipinagmamayabang na nakakaalam ng cellphone number niya. At tinututukan kung may load ba siya o wala. Kung pupunta sila sa kung saan man kasama ang ilan sa mga die-hard fans, at nakita nila si Marvin, sila yung unang makikipag-usap. Buti na lang "down-to-earth at malapit sa fans" itong taong 'to eh, kung hindi maiinis lang siya sa kakasunod ng mga tao sa kanya. *EDIT!* Manager nga niya yung namamahala ng thread. Nakita ko sa blog nung person. Adik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nagpapantasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga taong "crush na crush" (este, "love na love") si Marvin. Sumasang-ayon sila sa mga die-hard fans na dapat siya ang MVP, pero may kadugtong. "... Gwapo ka pa rin." Adik. Ito rin yung mga taong sa tingin ko ay may picture kasama siya, at ipinagmamayabang sa buong forum. Yung mga may kapasidad na mag-isip ng adjective na related sa beauty at idinudugtong sa pangngalan niya. "Flawless pa rin!" Minsan, kapag sa tingin nila ay kailangan nilang mag-hinay-hinay, ganito ang nilalagay nila. "****less!" Adik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko na tinapos yung pagbabasa ng buong thread, kasi 40+ pages na, at matatawa at maiinis lang ako sa pagka-adik nila. At naiinis pa rin ako kasi UP alumni lang ang pwedeng mag-post. At hindi na nga pala ako pwedeng mag-post kasi sinara na nila yung thread. Sabi ko nga kanina, salbahe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa &lt;a href="http://pbafanatics.nstars.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PBAFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nga rin eh, nung tiningnan ko yung thread nila, ganun din. Kaso puro mga nagpapantasya lang at die-hard fans. Teka, bakit ko tiningnan yung thread? Mod ako ng &lt;a href="http://pbaddicts.omgforum.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kabilang forum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, eh ako yung naatasang mag-fill up ng kulang na thread ng ibang players. Hindi ko alam kung paano yung format ng thread, at hindi ko alam kung paano i-spell ang "marvelous" (baka mamaya double L eh!), kaya tiningnan ko na lang dun. Eh bakit ako naging mod ng forum? Ibang kwento na yun. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-6077501441382526033?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/6077501441382526033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/06/supposed-to-do-sample-article-but-i.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/6077501441382526033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/6077501441382526033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/06/supposed-to-do-sample-article-but-i.html' title='Supposed to do a sample article. Made this instead.'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-8236585143237319454</id><published>2009-06-10T14:04:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:00:51.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad&apos;sjerseys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP'/><title type='text'>Dad's jerseys.</title><content type='html'>Last night, while my parent are eating dinner, I saw some of my dad's jerseys when he was in college. I was shocked, partly because it has the UP symbol in it. But the size of the jerseys almost matched my size, so it's been intriguing why my dad is that small during his college years, considering his built now. (Dad, if you're reading this, I'm not mocking your built before!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here are the jerseys that he wore before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/Si9QSIbN41I/AAAAAAAAACQ/fURfbHQV_Ug/s1600-h/dad's+jerseys+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/Si9QSIbN41I/AAAAAAAAACQ/fURfbHQV_Ug/s320/dad's+jerseys+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345579555141575506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's the jersey he had when he played for his course team, BS Agriculture. I don't know why it's "Aggie", but hey, that's NOT my dad's name. I think it's connected to Agriculture. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/Si9RfO4DL0I/AAAAAAAAACY/TZn_c2Sz6No/s1600-h/dad's+jerseys+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/Si9RfO4DL0I/AAAAAAAAACY/TZn_c2Sz6No/s320/dad's+jerseys+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345580879723048770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's the jersey of the UPLB Varsity team. He's been very active in basketball during these years. Wait, there's more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/Si9S3t83BAI/AAAAAAAAACg/aH7BA_iAbUs/s1600-h/dad's+jerseys+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/Si9S3t83BAI/AAAAAAAAACg/aH7BA_iAbUs/s320/dad's+jerseys+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345582399893210114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Self-explanatory. Men's dorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/Si9UyM52RII/AAAAAAAAACw/7etgcEC8Oa0/s1600-h/dad's+jerseys+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/Si9UyM52RII/AAAAAAAAACw/7etgcEC8Oa0/s320/dad's+jerseys+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345584504146117762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I don't know why the picture's rotated 90 degrees to the left. Anyways, that jersey was, I think, when he played for UPLB. I'll try to ask him later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four jerseys. Four years. Wow. It makes me wonder why he didn't join UAAP or PBA. But if he did, history would've changed. My dad would've been a coach, and our lives would be prolific. And I don't want that. I love my life now. And besides, I'd rather stick to being a fan that being the coach's daughter. At least I get to fantasize without anyone knowing. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-8236585143237319454?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/8236585143237319454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/06/dads-jerseys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8236585143237319454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8236585143237319454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/06/dads-jerseys.html' title='Dad&apos;s jerseys.'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/Si9QSIbN41I/AAAAAAAAACQ/fURfbHQV_Ug/s72-c/dad&apos;s+jerseys+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-386770766832629081</id><published>2009-06-05T11:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T12:54:40.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jareddillinger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cyrusbaguio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fonacier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jirehibañes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP'/><title type='text'>Marigen Ibañes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/SiiRw5Gzh_I/AAAAAAAAAA4/WMDZzD7cgj0/s1600-h/copy+of+stuff+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/SiiRw5Gzh_I/AAAAAAAAAA4/WMDZzD7cgj0/s320/copy+of+stuff+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343681227024205810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you look at that. Someone changed my last name. Who could it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus, haven't I told you? If you're gonna change my last name, make it decent, like... Dillinger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I don't know what's the big deal with Mr. Ibañes. (Can't believe I'm so formal.) Ever since &lt;a href="http://en.bloguru.com/index.php?ID=05489&amp;amp;bid=b2224323&amp;amp;CNT=ON/"&gt;he got ESF'd&lt;/a&gt; (ejected, suspended, fined) for punching Cyrus Baguio (I still hate you.), I've been campaigning justice. Y'know, just for fun. Come on, look at my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/marigeneee"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; and you'll see tons of "Justice for..." tweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't actually like him 'cause of looks (Jared and Fona are much better, y'know!), but I can't deny the fact that I like him 'cause he's from UP. UP! (:O) Anywho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 5th of June. And 4 days later, it's the 9th. You know what'll happen on the 9th? The dreaded school. Nooooo!! (:O)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-386770766832629081?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/386770766832629081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/06/marigen-ibanes.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/386770766832629081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/386770766832629081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/06/marigen-ibanes.html' title='Marigen Ibañes?'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/SiiRw5Gzh_I/AAAAAAAAAA4/WMDZzD7cgj0/s72-c/copy+of+stuff+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-6103204210089276620</id><published>2009-06-02T16:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:34:31.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jirehibañes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accounting'/><title type='text'>Losses and Gains.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 558px; height: 427px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2495/118/73/1418742896/n1418742896_254508_6224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In this photo: Jireh Ibañes. Sneaky little &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daredevil&lt;/span&gt;. Where did I get that pic? Hmmm...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the first post of the monts, and since it's June already, it means that school is near. Did I say SCHOOL? Yep, that second home, that institution, that building that is the site of almost every learning experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, anyhow, we can't deny that fact that the first day's nearing... And since the title of this post is "Losses and Gains", let's talk about what we'll lose and what we'll gain when we go back to school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOSSES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll lose our free free time. Summer gave us the opportunity to do and have whatever we want. Long sleep hours, late sleeping time, unlimited internet, gimmicks... All these would be gone and will be gone for 10 months.&lt;br /&gt;We'll lose our peace of mind? Why? Tests. Assignments. Projects. Lectures. Not to mention freakishly strict teachers and new administration. (Manresans, just so you know, we'll have a new directress-principal.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GAINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't dwell on the losses. In these 10 months of staying in school, we'll gain knowledge. Alright, give me the "Duh" look. But it's true!&lt;br /&gt;Add new experiences, friends, not to mention enemies. And we'll gain money when we're given allowance! Well, if you save some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? It's like making a chart of Assets and Liabilities. (Ugh, Accounting.) So in this one week left, do everything you can! Like I said before, live fully, be cranky, screw up, and have fun! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-6103204210089276620?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/6103204210089276620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-this-photo-jireh-ibanes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/6103204210089276620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/6103204210089276620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-this-photo-jireh-ibanes.html' title='Losses and Gains.'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-8817774788751074394</id><published>2009-05-29T13:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T16:09:57.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madaya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jareddillinger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fonacier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jirehibañes'/><title type='text'>ABC...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;yoko pang pumasok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;akit ang bilis ng panahon at isang linggo na lang, June 9 na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;yrus Baguio, magbabayad ka sa ginawa mo kay Jireh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;aya mo, Arvin, nakapunta ka sa Glorietta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;verybody knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;F&lt;/b&gt;riday. May birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;G&lt;/b&gt;o Rain or Shine, fight fight fight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;obo. Jared Dillinger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;J&lt;/b&gt;ustice for Jireh Ibañes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;K&lt;/b&gt;ailan kaya ako makakanood ulit nang live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;L&lt;/b&gt;aban kung laban. Brix, support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;M&lt;/b&gt;araming pwedeng gawin, pero bored pa rin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;N&lt;/b&gt;analo RoS nung Wednesday. Duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt; salamat... o salamat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;imples. Jared Dillinger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q&lt;/b&gt;uack quack. Walang maisip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;espect. That's all I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;ana manalo ang TNT. Para maglaban ulit sila ng RoS. Wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;alo Alaska. Kawawang Fonacier. Inantok pa kasi eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;U&lt;/b&gt;P spirit! Ok lang yan, Jireh! Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;V&lt;/b&gt;ain si Jireh Ibañes! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;ala akong pakialam kung magalit ka. Basta alam ko kung anong gagawin ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;-ray. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Y&lt;/b&gt;aaaaaaabang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Z&lt;/b&gt;hut up! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-8817774788751074394?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/8817774788751074394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/abc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8817774788751074394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8817774788751074394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/abc.html' title='ABC...'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-8760791001200444357</id><published>2009-05-26T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T13:24:41.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='acp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>To ACP or not to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm supposed to blog about the irony of not seeing the reason why Jireh Ibañez got ejected even though I was watching the game. But I think this is much more important. Ibañez could wait. But this cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mag-C-CO ka pa ba?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me that question two months ago, I'll say "Oo naman!"&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me last month, I'll say "Hindi na. Mahirap ang Third Year."&lt;br /&gt;But ask me now, and I'll say "Ewan ko ba!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to join the ACP. I've made that decision when I was still in Second Year. Even before the whole gang wanted to, I've made my decision. Now, there are things that hinder me from continuing with that decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First. I think it's gonna be hard. We'll be having the 4 "terror subjects", namely Geometry, Chemistry, Accounting, and Trigonometry. Plus, if I become a cadet, I'll add the detailing during lunch, dares on recess, and training in my terror list. But hey, I made it all the way here even if I'm two years younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second. As of this point, only 3 people in our gang wanted to pursue the ACP thing. Or so I thought. I don't want to go with the flow; I want to make up my own mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third. Sacrifice. If I continue with my ACP decision, that means I'll be sacrificing my Third Year life. My thirteen-year-old life. I don't know if I could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wanted to prove to everyone, to myself, that I could do it well. I could balance my time and prioritize well. So what if it'll be hard? If I'm thinking of the long run, then that means more perks, more activities, and so on. Think of the long run. And besides, HARD? You'll never know 'til you try, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help me. Your advice could make a difference in my decision-making. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-8760791001200444357?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/8760791001200444357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-acp-or-not-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8760791001200444357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8760791001200444357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-acp-or-not-to.html' title='To ACP or not to?'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-8927504219039172967</id><published>2009-05-25T11:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:36:33.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oneweek'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>A week left.</title><content type='html'>Just two months ago, when I'm still in school,&lt;br /&gt;when Disturbia's intro doesn't necessarily become a tune for Custodio,&lt;br /&gt;when Baguio doesn't always refer to Cyrus and is being dubbed as the "scariest place in the world",&lt;br /&gt;when the first thing that comes to my mind when I hear "Hawaii" is "Ohana" instead of "Jared",&lt;br /&gt;and when my worst nightmare is receiving a bouquet of flowers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eagerly anticipated for summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, two months later, when I'm stuck in this house,&lt;br /&gt;when "Bonfire" doesn't always mean the camping fire,&lt;br /&gt;when black is officially the hottest jersey color (refer to previous post),&lt;br /&gt;when hobos don't mean the people hitching a ride on trains,&lt;br /&gt;and when my worst nightmare is having braces (almost),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... there's only one week left before starting another 10 months of excruciating academic pain. If you're gonna be part of the ACP, then add embarrassing dares to your list. What could you do in that one week? Screw up. Be free. Do anything and everything you've wanted to. For the next 10 months of your academic life would be pretty sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice. For the next 10 months I'll be experiencing sacrifice. Can't watch PBA games. Can't go online everyday. Can't laze around. Can't be goofy. Must be serious. Must study. Must work hard. Pretty much like every Third Year student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has a beginning and an end. This is the end of summer, and the beginning of another academic journey. God bless us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-8927504219039172967?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/8927504219039172967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/week-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8927504219039172967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8927504219039172967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/week-left.html' title='A week left.'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-4381412223593065271</id><published>2009-05-24T12:38:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:11:31.070+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ginebra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fonacier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butiki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alaska'/><title type='text'>Ginebra-Alaska!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/object3/1004/108/n69452249335_4801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 347px;" src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/object3/1004/108/n69452249335_4801.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;listening to: Heard 'Em Say -- Kanye West feat Adam Levine&lt;br /&gt;feeling: pretty good&lt;br /&gt;posting at: our house. duh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Friday was one of the greatest basketball moments of my summer life. Why? The Ginebra-Alaska bout, which was postponed due to wet court floor, was continued on Friday. Of course, I root for the Aces. I was actually hoping that Fona would kick some Skyrus butt (Twitter people, you've probably seen this line). Turns out, Skyrus kicked some Fona butt, in terms of scoring. Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made the game different is that they're wearing black. I like it when they use black. Anyways. Let's skip the first three quarters. Fourth quarter, they let Fona in. I love it. I know he's desperately trying to score some threes. After four attempts, he did. "Larry Fonacier for THREEEEE!" Best four words of my night. HAHA!! So, yeah, the Gin Kings almost won. Unfortunately, Skyrus missed a shot, then Willie Miller (Almost Tito) got the ball and made a drive to the basket. Score. The Kings thought he'd call a timeout, since it's only 2 seconds. But no. Like they say, maraming namamatay sa maling akala. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... they won. So happy. Oh, and here's my useless stupid unforgettable statement of the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pba.ph/roster/player.php?&amp;amp;playerid=196&amp;amp;playername=L.A.%20Tenorio"&gt;LA Tenorio&lt;/a&gt;, I love you!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Alright. Nothing romantic. It's just said jokingly. Come on, he's like bringing the Aces to victory! And besides, he's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butiki&lt;/span&gt;. SORRY! And if I'm caught saying this, Fona will kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. First post, Texters-less. Thank God. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-4381412223593065271?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/4381412223593065271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/ginebra-alaska.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/4381412223593065271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/4381412223593065271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/ginebra-alaska.html' title='Ginebra-Alaska!'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-4662716525520560072</id><published>2009-05-21T13:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:37:12.904+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness'/><title type='text'>Not tagged, but grabbed.</title><content type='html'>I'm not tagged, but I like this survey. So I grabbed it, and answered it. You could do the same if you wanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC About You Questions:&lt;br /&gt;A - AVAILABLE: Define available.&lt;br /&gt;B - BIRTHDAY: 04.17.1996&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C - CRUSHING ON: Larry Alexander N. Fonacier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Tang!&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Lola.&lt;br /&gt;F - FAVORITE SONG: AT THIS VERY MOMENT? I don't know the title, but it's sung by Kyla and Jay-R. It's my first OPM fave.&lt;br /&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: Gummy Worms.&lt;br /&gt;H - HOMETOWN: Parañaque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I - IN LOVE WITH: Jared Bautista Dillinger. &lt;/span&gt;That explains why I didn't put his name on the "crushing" question.&lt;br /&gt;J - JUGGLE: Rarely.&lt;br /&gt;K - KILLED SOMEONE: No.&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: The trip to Baguio. Baguio. Baguio.&lt;br /&gt;M- MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O - ONE WISH: World (and inner) peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: I didn't call him, he called me.&lt;br /&gt;R- REASON TO SMILE: I'm happy. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD: Antukin.&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: 10:00 am&lt;br /&gt;V - VEGETABLE(S): ?!&lt;br /&gt;W - WORST HABIT: Being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: How many, or where?&lt;br /&gt;Y – YOYOS GO: Up. Down. Repeat process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN: ARIES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Questions About You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name without vowels: Mr Gnv Rsll Mrñ Lwg&lt;br /&gt;What color do you wear most?: Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to?: Super Mario Remix. Ayiih!&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life right now?: Hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite class in school?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Computer. Recess. Lunch. Dismissal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When do you start back at school/college?: June 9.&lt;br /&gt;Are you outgoing?: Ask them.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes?: Flats and rubber shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were right now?: Aranetaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CANS:&lt;br /&gt;Can you dance?: I could, but I won't. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth?: The hell!?&lt;br /&gt;Can you whistle?: Before I had my braces, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Write with both hands?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Walk with your toes curled? Haven't tried yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DO'S:&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets?: No. Too absurd.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in magic?: ??&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight?: No. It didn't happen with Jared and Fona.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think there's a Satan?: I think so.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Santa?: HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to swim?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like roller coasters?: Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HAVES:&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked someone out?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been asked out by someone?: ??&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever painted your nails?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHATS:&lt;br /&gt;What is the temperature outside?: 30-something Celsius.&lt;br /&gt;What radio station do you listen to?: 93.1!&lt;br /&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at?: Don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought?: Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING SECTION:&lt;br /&gt;Ever really cried your heart out?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried yourself to sleep?: Two nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried on your friend's shoulder?: Ask them.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over the opposite sex?: No.&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry when you get an injury?: It depends on the injury.&lt;br /&gt;Do certain songs make you cry?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What Matters Most.&lt;/span&gt; It makes me cry. I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION:&lt;br /&gt;Are you a happy person?: YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;What can make you happy?: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family. Friends. PBA games. The sight of Jared and Fona. FOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were happier?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Can music make you happy?: YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE SECTION:&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you had your heart broken? Once?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much that you'd die for them?: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT ME:&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color?: Brown.&lt;br /&gt;Current piercings?: Ears.&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos?: No. But having one on the neck can do. Ahem?&lt;br /&gt;Eye color?: Brown or black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN A BOY:&lt;br /&gt;Favorite eye color: Any.&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair: Whatever's good on Jared. Ayiih!&lt;br /&gt;Height: Taller. But not exceeding 6'.&lt;br /&gt;Best clothing: ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;Been to jail: Never.&lt;br /&gt;Mooned someone: No.&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up in a store: No.&lt;br /&gt;Done something really stupid that you still laugh at today: I think there's something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT:&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Coke.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: McDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: Single.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolates!!&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries: Strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies: Meat. Of course.&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie: TV. Is there PBA on movie?&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums?: Piano! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: Both?&lt;br /&gt;Chinese or Mexican: Mexican.&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios or Corn Flakes: Cheerios.&lt;br /&gt;Cake or Pie: Cake!&lt;br /&gt;MTV or VH1: MTV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-4662716525520560072?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/4662716525520560072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-tagged-but-grabbed.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/4662716525520560072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/4662716525520560072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-tagged-but-grabbed.html' title='Not tagged, but grabbed.'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-2034179257716055244</id><published>2009-05-16T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:37:55.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jareddillinger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>"Kilala ka ba ni Jared?"</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was quite a challenging day for someone like me. Why? I gotta claim my brother's uniforms (which are NOT yet available 'til the 20th), accompany my dad in fetching my mom (who is in the PSM convention), and get massacred by my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 10 am, 2 hours late. I was shocked when I saw my friend, Abbie, sitting in the living room. Hey, why wouldn't I; I was still wrapped in a towel, fresh from the bathroom. Quickly, I put on some clothes, combed my hair, and chatted for an hour. Random stuff. Oh, before that, I called the manufacturer of the uniforms, and they told me that I could get it on the 20th. So much for waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after she left, I started my Internet mania. Facebook, Restaurant City, Poptropica, FTC... y'know, the usual stuff I do on the 'Net. It lasted for 4 hours. Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I turned off the laptop, my mom texted. She said that we might be accompanying my dad in fetching her. Where is she, anyway? She's in a convention, the PSM (Philippine Society for Microbiology) convention. Every year she gets to join, so sometimes we get to have perks. Like, staying in hotels. But we didn't get to, 'cause it's held in Hyatt. It's so expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went. Traffic made us drowsy, and when I woke up, we're in the convent. I didn't know that the convention's done, and they're staying in the Canossa convent, wherein my aunt, a former nun, was affiliated with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's fun. We went home. On the way, my brother was teasing me about saying all of my "crushes" to my aunt and my mom's coworker. Can't believe it, I'm being massacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Chowking. Mmm. Love their noodles. Anyways, skip skip skip to the hilarious part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom scolded me because I'm reacting at what my brother's saying. She said that I'm not supposed to to react that much because they don't even know who I am. Here's the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Anak, hindi ka dapat naaapektuhan sa ganyan. Bakit, kilala ka ba ni Steve Nash? (You shouldn't be affected with those things. Why, does Steve Nash know you?)&lt;br /&gt;Em: Hindi. (No.)&lt;br /&gt;Mom: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kilala ka ba ni Jared? (Does Jared know you?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SANA! (I WISH!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. How witty, Em. Is that a correct answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rushed to the hospital 'cause my dad's hand swells like hell. There's a puncture wound on his hand which he obtained while cleaning the dog cage. Good thing he's fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all. Sana kilala ako ni Jared. Haha. :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-2034179257716055244?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/2034179257716055244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/kilala-ka-ba-ni-jared.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/2034179257716055244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/2034179257716055244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/kilala-ka-ba-ni-jared.html' title='&quot;Kilala ka ba ni Jared?&quot;'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-948157030430426485</id><published>2009-05-14T09:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:39:26.379+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebritycoupling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cagermagnet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pba'/><title type='text'>Cager magnet?</title><content type='html'>(I'll post this thing in Tagalog, para mas feel.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, alam niyo naman na mahilig ako sa PBA, di'ba? At first fave team ko ang San Miguel? (Ay, hindi ko dapat sinabi kung gagawa ako ng quiz.) At first fave player ko si Dondon Hontiveros? (Ay, spilled the beans again.) So, nung wala pa akong kamuwang-muwang, nalaman ko na may "thing" sila ni Valerie Conception. Lumalabas sila (ng pinto)? Interacting and all those chever? Hindi ko alam. Pakialam ko? Sabi ni Valerie, fave player niya si DH kaya siya nanonood ng live games kung kailan niya afford. Teka, afford naman yata niya lagi eh. I smell something fishy. Or baka truck lang yun ng basura na dumaan sa tapat ng bahay. Hay, ang labo ko talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung may klase pa kami, sabi ng isang kapwa PBA fan sa'kin na may balak daw na i-date ni Wesley Gonzales si Val. Okay, may DH na nga siya eh, papatol pa sa kapwa SMB. Sorry Val.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ngayon! Nanood ako ng replay ng PBA players sa Wowowee chever sa YT. Ayoko nang makita pa, kaya hindi ko na-hyperlink. Kayo na ang bahalang maghanap. Nandun si Cyrus Binagyo (ehe, Baguio pala. Ako nga pala si Binagyo.). Bale, inaasar siya ni Willie kay Val. Tapos parang sabi ni Val, "Textmate ko lang 'yang si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cy&lt;/span&gt;!" S**t, ang close. Inggit ka, Em? Yuck. So within the duration of the segment, kilig na kilig ang mga tao. Duhh, sino'ng hindi? Maski nga kapatid ko eh, nagtanong, "Ate, sila na ba?" Sabi ko, "Ewan ko. Paki ko ba." Sabay sabat, "Nyeh, Ate, selos ka lang eh!" Shungak talaga 'tong kapatid ko, kahit kailan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anong kalabasan? Ano siya, cager magnet? Hay naku. Buti na lang hindi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pa &lt;/span&gt;niya nilalapitan si JD. Kung hindi, lagot siya sa lahat ng taong nagpapantasya kay JD. At isa na ako dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val, isa lang ang masasabi ko. Share your blessings naman, akin ang isa! Joke. Kahit number na lang ni Cy (yuck, FC), ok na. Ayt ba? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;Aiz, this is the reason why I hate celebrity coupling. Define hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment! Comfort! Come on! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-948157030430426485?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/948157030430426485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/cager-magnet.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/948157030430426485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/948157030430426485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/cager-magnet.html' title='Cager magnet?'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-7254261798983890836</id><published>2009-05-14T09:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:40:09.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cyrusbaguio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talkntext'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><title type='text'>Universal favorite team.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I had my haircut. From long hair to apple cut. Hmm, reminds me of childhood. I can't post a picture yet, but I think you could imagine me. Still cute. HAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to Racks, along with some of my dad's co-workers. We brought our camera, of course. Then my brother, ever the proud fanatic, impressed me with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc: Um, excuse me, do you watch PBA?&lt;br /&gt;Co-workers: Of course!!&lt;br /&gt;Marc: Do you know Cyrus Baguio?&lt;br /&gt;Co-worker 1: Oo! Ayoko dun dati kasi nasa Red Bull siya. (Yes! I don't like him before 'cause he's with Red Bull.)&lt;br /&gt;Co-worker 2: Eh ngayon nasa Ginebra na, kaya OK siya! (But now he's with the Gin Kings so he's OK for us!)&lt;br /&gt;Marc: Look! (shows the &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzKVxDOzXY8/SgPOrLjWBKI/AAAAAAAAADA/aAC7_xS6-t8/s1600-h/tnt+vs+ginebra+%28may+1%29+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;RIDICULOUS PICTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Co-worker 3: Aba, ayos ah! Saan 'to? (Cool! Where'd you get this?)&lt;br /&gt;Marc: Sa tapat po ng Araneta! (In front of the Araneta!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Never thought those co-workers are solid Ginebra fans. As a Tropang Texter, I chose to be silent. Except when they talk about Cyrus. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was good; for someone with braces it's the best thing that can be eaten with ease. Lovin' the pork ribs. Along with java rice and baked beans. Mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went home. While in the car, we tuned in to Sports Radio 918 to catch up on the game, TNT vs BK. I can't believe it's not yet done. But hey, at least you got to know the stats. So what's the difference between watching and listening? With listening, you use your creative mind to envision the happenings. And the commentators are creative. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take, for example, the de Ocampo brothers. Ranidel and Yancy. They're both on the same team. Aight? If the younger (Ranidel) passes it to the older (Yancy), here are the interpretations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV: Ranidel, passes it to the left side (Yancy), Yancy with the... OH, REJECTED!&lt;br /&gt;Radio: Ranidel, pinasa kay &lt;b&gt;brother&lt;/b&gt;, WHOA SUPALPAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the diff? But of course, I must watch. And then blah blah blah... The game went to overtime. And TNT won. 135-129. Mmm, sweet victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-7254261798983890836?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/7254261798983890836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/universal-favorite-team.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/7254261798983890836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/7254261798983890836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/universal-favorite-team.html' title='Universal favorite team.'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-8165574456150434336</id><published>2009-05-12T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:40:20.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speedstacking'/><title type='text'>Speed Stacking!!</title><content type='html'>On Mother's Day, we bought ourselves some Speed Stacks. Wait, isn't it weird? Mother's Day, then you'll buy stuff for yourself? Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I don't wanna play with it. What's the point of stacking and unstacking in a matter of seconds? But I got so jealous of my brother, ever the Speed Stacks "master", that I tried it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, at my first official try, I beat my brother's record! 19 seconds, in Cycle (3-6-3, 6-6, 1-10-1)! Whoa. I also tried the 3-3-3-3 and 3-6-3 stacking. and yes, I also beat him. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of it. It's like I wanted to play whenever I have time. Roar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://worldsportstackingassociation.org/images/steven1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the guy who holds the world record of speed stacking. He's a Fil-Am. Cool. In just 5.93 seconds, he finished stacking and unstacking the cups, in CYCLE. So cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEED STACKS!! STACKS!! STACKS!! ROAR!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-8165574456150434336?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/8165574456150434336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/speed-stacking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8165574456150434336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8165574456150434336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/speed-stacking.html' title='Speed Stacking!!'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-2495350355056504126</id><published>2009-05-11T12:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:40:52.815+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='championship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butiki'/><title type='text'>"We are the championship!"</title><content type='html'>The title of this post was stated by Jun Limpot, on winning his first championship with La Salle (circa 1990s).  Maybe he said it while in a sheer state of ecstasy. They won the championship, what could be better? But saying it to a reporter? Hmmm, embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reply? "Naks, talaga? Sinong MVP award?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some more quotable quotes from PBA personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Congratulations to my teammates! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would also like to thank my parents, especially my mother and my father&lt;/span&gt;." - Johnny Abarrientos&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Patay na ba?"&lt;/span&gt; (Live life to the fullest) - Robert Jaworski to Allan Caidic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well Joe, the ball is &lt;b&gt;around&lt;/b&gt;." - Atoy Co&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok? Alright? .... Ok? Alright?" - Tim Cone (sometimes i hear it as "aight?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK this is our play.  Jerry inbound the ball.  Glenn make a screen. Cap(Alvin) get the ball.&lt;b&gt;  Then Cap ikaw na bahala.&lt;/b&gt;" -- Chot Reyes, during a time-out. Si Cap na ba ang coach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"What is the time?!!" &lt;/b&gt;- Mark Telan, imitating the Chicago Bulls cheer ("What time is it?"). teammate Don Allado almost died laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Patay ang butiki!"&lt;/span&gt; -- Chino Trinidad, when a player hits the side of the backboard when attempting to take a shot. I'd die laughing if he'd say that when LA Tenorio gets fouled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ikaw na ang maging Danny Seigle!"&lt;/b&gt; - Noli Eala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wag mong dikitan yan, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baka mangitim ka&lt;/span&gt;." - Yeng Guiao to Arwind Santos, when the Burger King main man tangled with San Miguel import Gabe Freeman. So racist, coach Yeng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Akala siguro ni Helterbrand na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;binibigyang-puntos ang maraming dribble sa basketball&lt;/span&gt;. Yan ang wag na wag nyong tutularan mga kabataan nating basketball players sa Pilipinas." - Chino Trinidad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You don’t lean to much on history because its history, precisely.”&lt;/b&gt; – Joe Cantada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eto ang sayo, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;butata ka, welcome to the PBA&lt;/span&gt;." - Noli Eala to Rommel Aduccul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Lay-up...NO!!!. Follow-up...NO!!!. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scamble...YES!!!&lt;/span&gt;" -- Sev Sarmenta, covering the RP Team vs PBA All-Stars game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my personal favorite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Last twoooo minutes!"&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;img src="http://forums.interbasket.net/images/smilies/biggrin.gif" alt="" title="Big Grin" class="inlineimg" border="0" /&gt; - PBA official announcer, every last two minutes of a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's all for now. Let's just wish that the Tropang Texters would be the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;championship&lt;/span&gt; again. &lt;img src="http://forums.interbasket.net/images/smilies/biggrin.gif" alt="" title="Big Grin" class="inlineimg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-2495350355056504126?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/2495350355056504126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-are-championship.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/2495350355056504126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/2495350355056504126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-are-championship.html' title='&quot;We are the championship!&quot;'/><author><name>MariaGeneva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00181008922514458046</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/S3ZMqC8pzHI/AAAAAAAAADQ/CAQnb9hp1K4/S220/UP.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-4103704633885027830</id><published>2009-05-08T14:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:41:46.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jareddillinger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cyrusbaguio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ginebra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='araneta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talkntext'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twomonths'/><title type='text'>Two Months.</title><content type='html'>It has been two months since I last watched a live PBA game. Talk n Text versus Purefoods. Being a speck of dust amidst the pool of Giants fans. Seeing them lose. Seeing Jared Dillinger with 5 fouls and 1 point. Being disappointed at the end of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last May 1, we watched two live games. After two whole months. Seated in Upperbox A, we waited for the game to start. First game, Sta. Lucia Realtors vs Purefoods TJ Giants. I can't believe the Giants have oodles and oodles of fans. Define oodles. So, the Realtors were leading. But somehow, in some sort of way, the Giants were able to cut the lead, and eventually, win. Damn, I was rooting for the Realtors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next game, Talk n Text Tropang Texters vs Brgy. Ginebra Kings. Just like Purefoods, Ginebra has a multitude of fans. It's like oodles of Giants fans, times three. Anyways, I was so disapponted in the first half. Why? They were down by 18 points. Eighteen damn huge points, everyone! I told my mom, also a Texter, "Ma, hindi na ako aasang mananalo sila. Tulog na lang tayo." But I can't sleep; I want to watch. Weird as it may sound, they cut the lead into just 4 at the end of the third quarter. The Texter spirit in me was awakened. Loud and proud as I can be, I cheered for them. But I booed silently at the Kings' main men, namely Jayjay Helterbrand, David Noel, and Cyrus Baguio. Their fans might kill me. How's that for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Texter spirit&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they had that damn chance to grab the lead, but no. They actually made it worse. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was, I think, a minute left in the fourth. Macmac Cardona attempted a lay-up, but it was blocked by Paul Artadi. The ball went out of bounds, and the possession of the ball was given to the Kings. Coach Chot Reyes was infuriated. He stormed into the court, talked to the referee with a finger pointed at Artadi, saying, "Last touch niya!" That made it worse. Coach was slapped with a technical foul, with Helterbrand shooting a technical free-throw. And the rest goes down to poo. The Kings won. After the game, a gay fan of the Texters throwed something at the referee who made the call. The event security tried every means to make her leave the coliseum, even carrying her, but no. Now that's Texter spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left the coliseum. I was mad. My brother's happy. And we (meaning all of us) are hungry. Following the usual stuff we do, we ate at Inasal Chicken Bacolod, just in front of the Araneta. Ordered the same food, as usual. Talked about the game, as usual. Eating with braces, unusual. And there's also one thing unusual that changed that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Cyrus Baguio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to eat, in vain, when some guy in black went inside, along with two women, and chatted with the people seated in front of our table. I paid no heed; I was still trying to eat. When they left, that's the time I realized that the guy in black was the Kings' m&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/Sgf57ukKabI/AAAAAAAAAAw/X1mScmcPX-g/s1600-h/tnt+vs+ginebra+%28may+1%29+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/Sgf57ukKabI/AAAAAAAAAAw/X1mScmcPX-g/s320/tnt+vs+ginebra+%28may+1%29+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334507088150948274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ain man whom I booed silently. I was so shocked that I finished my glass of iced tea before I even finished my meal. Then he came back, alone, and ate with the people in front of our table. Okay, I was showing signs of shyness. Acting weird, laughing like hell, blurred vision. My dad was asking me if I'd like our picture taken with him. I was like, "Dad, kumakain pa eh. Gutom na gutom oh, pabayaan muna natin." And my ever-loving brother was like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sus, ayaw ni Ate kasi crush niya si Cyrus!"&lt;/span&gt; Gosh, I wanted to kill him. And I also can't believe he took a picture of me while drinking in vain. Look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I agreed, hence, the picture below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzKVxDOzXY8/SgPOrLjWBKI/AAAAAAAAADA/aAC7_xS6-t8/s1600-h/tnt+vs+ginebra+%28may+1%29+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qzKVxDOzXY8/SgPOrLjWBKI/AAAAAAAAADA/aAC7_xS6-t8/s320/tnt+vs+ginebra+%28may+1%29+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333333624967529634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;CAPTIONS!:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcus&lt;/span&gt;: YAY! May pic na ako with Cyrus Baguio!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Em&lt;/b&gt;: Ba yan, sana si Jared na lang katabi ko.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cyrus&lt;/b&gt;: Patapusin niyo muna akong kumain! Gutom na gutom na ako!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that, we left. While walking towards the car, my mom told me, "Hindi ba parang ang gulo? Binu-boo mo yung Cyrus na yun eh, tapos makikipag-picture ka?" I replied, "Ma, ganun talaga. Once in a lifetime lang yun! Di bale, Talk n Text pa rin ako!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for two months after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The picture with "Skyrus" has been the basis of my brother and cousins for teasing. Come on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-4103704633885027830?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/4103704633885027830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-usual-becomes-unusual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/4103704633885027830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/4103704633885027830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-usual-becomes-unusual.html' title='Two Months.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MtODCJCP_90/Sgf57ukKabI/AAAAAAAAAAw/X1mScmcPX-g/s72-c/tnt+vs+ginebra+%28may+1%29+072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-215281482422262617</id><published>2009-05-08T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:42:01.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pba'/><title type='text'>caption crazy.</title><content type='html'>Yes, captions. Can't get enough of it. When I see some pictures, I can't help but make some captions. And here's a second helping to the previous caption list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non-PBA fans, you could still comment! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2381/59/57/58008400828/n58008400828_1919759_6010152.jpg" width="350" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared: Cyrus, lang'ya ka, borrow naman ng band! Na-de-deform na hair ko eh!&lt;br /&gt;Cyrus: Upakan kita dyan eh! Bola muna, 'saka ko bigay sa'yo band ko!&lt;br /&gt;Harvey: Hoy! Jared naman, aasa ka pa kay Cy? May band naman ako eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2381/59/57/58008400828/n58008400828_1919762_2267238.jpg" width="350" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony: Hoy, alis ka nga dyan! Can't you see, naglalaro pa ako!&lt;br /&gt;Dondon: EEEEH! Sabi ni mommy, take turns! Ako naman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2586/59/57/58008400828/n58008400828_1920498_2046861.jpg" width="350" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barako Bull guy: Naman, respect! Hindi ako inidoro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v652/59/57/58008400828/n58008400828_1920566_6736547.jpg" width="350" height="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harvey: Kiss! *pout*&lt;br /&gt;Mark?: Eew, ayoko sa'yo! Batuhan kita ng bola dyan eh!&lt;br /&gt;Jared (behind Mark): Ikaw ang uupakan ko Mark eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v652/59/57/58008400828/n58008400828_1920607_3062751.jpg" width="347" height="404" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared: Luksong baka! Hindi ka na tatangkad, Gabe!&lt;br /&gt;Gabe: *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2381/59/57/58008400828/n58008400828_1919204_6689546.jpg" width="339" height="504" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyrus: DON ALLADO! IBALILK MO 'YAN!&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Ano ba, Cy, calm down! Kay Don naman talaga yung bola eh! Sige ka, dadaganan kita!&lt;br /&gt;Cyrus: MOMMY!! SI DON, AYAW IBIGAY BOLA! WAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, for now. Til sometime! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-215281482422262617?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/215281482422262617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/caption-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/215281482422262617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/215281482422262617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/caption-crazy.html' title='caption crazy.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-8379764228614823591</id><published>2009-05-04T10:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:42:23.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='violence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><title type='text'>changes.</title><content type='html'>am i changing that fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just this moment i got so angry at Akira that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i ran to the kitchen, grabbed a knife, and threatened to stab him.&lt;/span&gt; just threatened. then he said, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you've changed a lot, Rani.&lt;/span&gt; it's like you're copying the actions of people on TV. they're right. once  you become a teenager, you change."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. why did i do that? it's like this. as i was finishing my post "School Tasks", he approached me and said, "Rani, i don't have load." and i was like, "okay?" and he said, "but i need load to join the contest!" by contest, he meant the Chowder contest. he's so obsessed with cartoons that he want to join the contest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;badly&lt;/span&gt;. i replied, "what do you EXPECT me to do, send you load? i don't have load too!" but before i finish my sentence, he ran off, shouting like hell. i got so pissed off because it's so loud. so i shouted, "SHUT UP!" he just mimicked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had enough. he's the reason why we're going back to school later this afternoon. he's the reason why i'm not rewarded for all the hardwork that i've done. he's the reason why almost every PBA fan in his batch thinks that i like Cyrus Baguio. overall, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he's the reason of my misery.&lt;/span&gt; hence, the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. i love my brother, but sometimes he's just some sort of a hellhole. like, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some demon who came here to earth in the form of a talkative annoying person who, incidentally, is my brother.&lt;/span&gt; i don't want to torture him. i just think now is the time for payback. but not in the form of stabbing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could somebody help me? i don't want this life... i want to live in peace, love, and harmony. and of course, frequent trips to the Araneta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!! ;((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-8379764228614823591?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/8379764228614823591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8379764228614823591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8379764228614823591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/05/changes.html' title='changes.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-5676065624914643441</id><published>2009-04-23T14:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:42:36.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surveys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>i just don't love you no more.</title><content type='html'>Do you still​ like the same perso​n from 5 month​s ago?&lt;br /&gt;♪ nope.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you were sick?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ last week of february.&lt;br /&gt;Are you one of those​ peopl​e who are alway​s cold?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ cold? define cold.&lt;br /&gt;what are you liste​ning to?&lt;br /&gt;♪ earth wind and fire -- september&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever stalk​ed anyon​e?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ yeah.&lt;br /&gt;What did you last drink​?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ water.&lt;br /&gt;What did you last eat?&lt;br /&gt;♪ chicken tinola. but more on rice and soup. i can't chew, remember?&lt;br /&gt;So far, have you been keepi​ng your 2009 resol​ution​s?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ some.&lt;br /&gt;What are you most looki​ng forwa​rd to in the next 5 month​s?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ september.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any frien​ds of the oppos​ite sex?&lt;br /&gt;♪ yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefe​r Crush​in’,​​​ Inter​ested​ in, or Relat​ionsh​ip?​&lt;br /&gt;♪ i don't know. crushin'?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had your heart​ broke​n?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Have you talke​d about​ marri​age with anoth​er perso​n?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ yeah. just for fun. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Do you belie​ve in love at first​ sight​?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ yeah. that happened with JD. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Do you belie​ve that you can chang​e someone you love?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ ...&lt;br /&gt;Do you easil​y give in when you are fighting?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ depends...&lt;br /&gt;How did you get your last bruis​e?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ i hit my knee while running.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last movie​ you watch​ed?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ mr. bean's holiday.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you were extremely disap​point​ed?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ when the Texters lost to the Energy Boosters.&lt;br /&gt;Who'​​​s in your profi​le pictu​re with you?&lt;br /&gt;♪ none.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing​ tomor​row?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ watching the South AllStars vs Team Pilipinas.&lt;br /&gt;Do you find tatto​os attra​ctive​ on the oppos​ite sex?&lt;br /&gt;♪ no. i find it dirty.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep​ with your door open or close​d?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ closed.&lt;br /&gt;Do you hate the last perso​n you were talki​ng to?&lt;br /&gt;♪ no. why would i?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen your best frien​d cry?&lt;br /&gt;♪ yeah.&lt;br /&gt;What do you need to be doing​ right​ now?&lt;br /&gt;♪ eating lunch?&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing​ at 1 AM this morning?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ complaining about my braces.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear a seat belt in the car?&lt;br /&gt;♪ no.&lt;br /&gt;Where​ will you be in an hour?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ at the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;Does anyth​ing hurt on your body?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ my TEETH.&lt;br /&gt;Are you good at hidin​g your feeli​ngs?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ depends.&lt;br /&gt;What'​​​s the last thing​ you bough​t?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ one heck of a shirt. so wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;Is it hard to pleas​e you?&lt;br /&gt;♪ ...&lt;br /&gt;Is it hard leavi​ng peopl​e behin​d?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ YES.&lt;br /&gt;Did you do somet​hing bad today​?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ ask my brother.&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time a membe​r of the oppos​ite sex hugge​d you?&lt;br /&gt;♪ refer to previous answer.&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep​ with the TV on?&lt;br /&gt;♪ no.&lt;br /&gt;Can you hula hoop?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a littl​e siste​r?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ no. just a brother.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think​ someo​ne is think​ing of you right​ now?&lt;br /&gt;♪ yeah. right, JD? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Have you hugge​d someo​ne withi​n the last week?​​​&lt;br /&gt;♪ yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-5676065624914643441?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/5676065624914643441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-dont-love-you-no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/5676065624914643441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/5676065624914643441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-just-dont-love-you-no-more.html' title='i just don&apos;t love you no more.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-6267572324304707361</id><published>2009-04-22T12:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:19:02.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='firstimpressions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pba'/><title type='text'>first impressions on PBA thugs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/1631/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Dave/comicfartz1.png" width="400" border="0" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ughh. ham. mmm. wanna eat it, but i can't.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my teeth hurt too much and i can't comfort myself by means of eating a lot, i'll post some of my first impressions with some PBA players. let's go! aiiight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;daredevil's first impressions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;on Dondon Hontiveros - his name has too much "on". and he looks like my classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;on Jared Dillinger - is he related to Joan Dillinger of "Split Second"? and he looks like a hobo. but now... he's a total hottie. (haha, girl talk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;on Bonbon Custodio - does he copy Hontiveros (check the first names)? and he looks like a teddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;on Jimmy Alapag - is looking like a mouse the reason why he's called "mighty mouse"? SORRY GUYS!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;on Macmac Cardona - yabang. yabang. yabang.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;on Renren Ritualo - he looks like an owl. and a Year 3 ACP cadet. right, blueflower?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;on Harvey Carey - he looks like my music teacher. only cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;on LA Tenorio - butiki. butiki. butiki.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;on Larry Fonacier - cute sana, pero hindi. and i get confused with his last name. FINANCIER.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;on James Yap - is he such a big deal?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;stupid as it may sound, but i had fun formulating those impressions. walk down memory lane, remembering what i say to them, and all that. not to mentions laughing at the stupid comments. aight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... if you wanna add more first impressions, comment. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need to check the dictionary. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;~amoureux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-6267572324304707361?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/6267572324304707361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-impressions-on-pba-thugs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/6267572324304707361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/6267572324304707361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-impressions-on-pba-thugs.html' title='first impressions on PBA thugs.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-8575975726552479628</id><published>2009-04-21T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:44:08.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jareddillinger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thedaredevil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talkntext'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='slash'/><title type='text'>the "slash".</title><content type='html'>yesterday was no ordinary day for a PBA fanatic. why? there's a doubleheader on a monday. in PBA schedules, there are games ONLY on wednesday, friday, and sunday. there are also games on thursday and saturday, but only one game. and it's usually held outside manila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first game: Ginebra vs BK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much. except that Ginebra won, and Cyrus Baguio is with them. he's formerly from BK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;second game: TnT vs RoS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big game, for me. it was a tight game from the very beginning. in the first three quarters, the Elasto Painters were leading. the biggest lead was 10. but then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;announcer: *buzzer* substitution, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jared Dillinger for Harvey Carey&lt;/span&gt; (i think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the real game begin. while he was playing, i quoted the commentator saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's why he's called "The Daredevil"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;well, he did pretty well. i learned that he's called such because his favorite (and most wonderfully executed) move is the "slash". how is it done? it's like climbing an imaginary flight of stairs then shooting the ball in mid-air. when he did it, there's a defender who fouled him. even though you'd see it as if he fouled the defender. but no. and he gets the charity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, they won. 102-96. the reason why the Texters grabbed the lead is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Painters had their last taste of the lead at 96-94 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;before Dillinger scored on a short stab&lt;/span&gt;, Alapag nailed a charity then Peek also scored from short range as the Texters took the lead to stay at 99-96.&lt;/blockquote&gt;good game. thanks to the benches. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-8575975726552479628?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/8575975726552479628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/slash.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8575975726552479628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8575975726552479628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/slash.html' title='the &quot;slash&quot;.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-3365547176084984548</id><published>2009-04-21T12:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:45:19.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jareddillinger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fonacier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worldpeace'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='custodio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhetoricalq&apos;s'/><title type='text'>rhetorical q's.</title><content type='html'>as you all know, i'm an inquisitive person. (what?) and i have the tendency to ask questions, even if it's just rhetorical. so i present to you my list of rhetorical q's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE DAREDEVIL LIST OF RHETORICAL Q'S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;when is bonbon custodio's birthday? [in the PBA database, his birthday is listed as 0000-00-00, as with other rookies.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;does larry fonacier have a wife/fiancee/girlfriend/fling? [answer=&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;, a wife.]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;who is the blonde girl who' with jared dillinger in his myspace display picture? [hope it's not a fling/girlfriend/fiancee.]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how does it feel when you have braces? [will it hurt?]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what could be a good color for the braces' elastic? [yellow and blue, alternate?]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if i cut my hair short today, would it still grow long enough before the ACP application?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;is accounting hard?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;how does being in a prom feel?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; will i find a partner with any of the dillinger traits for the prom?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;what grade is look-alike impostor's child in?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;who will win in the all-star night?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;will the daredeviL thread beat the punisher thread in terms of fans and number of posts?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will there still be world peace?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;see? 13 questions, 1 answered (as of now). i'll keep you posted if there are answered questions. aight? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everytime we stop scouting, start singing...&lt;br /&gt;~amoureux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-3365547176084984548?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/3365547176084984548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/rhetorical-qs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/3365547176084984548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/3365547176084984548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/rhetorical-qs.html' title='rhetorical q&apos;s.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-8012049158685231917</id><published>2009-04-18T11:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T13:20:48.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yesterday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='textarchives'/><title type='text'>tomorrow becomes yesterday.</title><content type='html'>what does it feel having 24 hours of your life in sheer bliss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't describe it in one word, but instead i'll talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 16 [cellphone archives].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;10:18 pm -- Start of Unlitxt. Febz was the first one who greeted me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Adv. Haberday!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;10:20 pm -- Christine - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hi, Em. Advance. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;11:58 pm -- Febz called me through cellphone. "Haberday! Haburger!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;April 17 [the big day].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;7:30 -- Dad woke me up. Greeted me. Still groggy, but fine. SO happy to wake up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7:35 -- Dad woke my brother up. Sang me a Happy Birthday song. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♫ Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fonacier&lt;/span&gt;. Happy birthday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hontiveros&lt;/span&gt;... Happy birthday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Denok Miranda&lt;/span&gt;! ♫&lt;/span&gt;  what a brother. :D &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;8:10 -- Mom went to my room, along with Dad. Gave me a bunch of roses. Mmm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;11:00 -- Officially woke up. Grabbed my phone, 5 unread messages. All Happy Birthday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;11:37 -- Aunt Carmie greeted me. Asked what gift I want. I said anything. She said,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Oh, your cousin said you want a picture of your crush." &lt;/span&gt;whoops.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;11:41 -- Christine greeted me again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;12:00 -- Checked Bloguru, Facebook, PBAFO. Found out that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rei greeted me at exactly 00:00, the forumers at PBAFO made a separate thread for greetings&lt;/span&gt;, and stuff.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;13:50 -- Liz texted me, greeted too. &lt;/span&gt;"Happy Birthday.. may you have more to come. :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;15:08 -- Febz texted me again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"HABERDAY (5x)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;16:55 -- Abby texted. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Happy b-day em!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;17:00 -- Alaska vs. Barako Bull. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where are you, Fonacier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17:25 -- I'm officially 13 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;18:__ -- Saw him, alright. He is a "payatot". And white. And cute. But not like Jared. The BOMB.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;19:__ -- Went to ATC. Ate at Italianni's. Again, Marcus sang for me. And yes, is birthday gift is a debate on why Fonacier is more worthy than Jared.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;21:10 -- Jadel greeted me through text. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Happy birthday to you! Regalo k ung dillinger signature. Haha..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;21:11-22:42 -- Text fever. Y'know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;23:59 -- Thank God for 24 hours of new life!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;so, yes. when tomorrow becomes yesterday, it becomes a memory. (what?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all who've greeted! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not a baby, but not yet a lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~marigenee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-8012049158685231917?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/8012049158685231917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/tomorrow-becomes-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8012049158685231917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/8012049158685231917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/tomorrow-becomes-yesterday.html' title='tomorrow becomes yesterday.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-692030091147472418</id><published>2009-04-16T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:47:50.120+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='top10'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>TOMORROW.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♫ go shawty, ish yo birthday&lt;br /&gt;we gon' party like ish yo birthday&lt;br /&gt;we gon' sip bacardi like ish yo birthday...♫&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, there's a significant thing happening tomorrow. and i can't wait for it. what is it, anyway? well, tomorrow is the Beermen's game against the Tigers. in Dubai. damn, it's so far. and it's a desert. OMGandhi, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonbon would have something in his eye (as in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;puwing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; every time they go to the desert! HAHA. [thanks a lot for the fact, Febz. Almost-nephew.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, at least there's a simultaneous game in the Araneta. i get to see "Dirty Larry" Fonacier. BAMBAMBAM. with the signature Motolite guy line...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Convincing... Isang Motolite, boss!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i won't deny the fact that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tomorrow is also my birthday&lt;/span&gt;. so, i'm not a baby anymore. i'm 13. and... i think it's time to give my top 10 12-year-old moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;THE AMOUREUX TOP 10 LIST OF 12-YEAR-OLD MOMENTS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL ALIVE AND KICKING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;after the sicknesses, depressions, and the like, i'm still here. standing strong. not tall (i'm only 5 feet), but proud. LET'S GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leave the old, take the new.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;i left my old friends, who are bad influences. i just can't see a bright future with them. and i went along with the people whom i became close to during the Cultural Show practices. and i'm feeling good with them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i thank the Lord for sending me these people.&lt;/span&gt; at least they're not bad influences.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singing a solo part in the Cultural Show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my first time in 5 years&lt;/span&gt;, so it's something memorable. and with good (i mean, great) feedback from the crowd, it's something to remember.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fight and make up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;i get into fights with almost everyone who's important to me at the moment. edelweiss, miharu-chan, blueflower, even with my adviser! you know what i mean, right? well, at least it's all done. i feel better. but the fights with my adviser? that makes me feel like a daredevil. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;well, i AM a daredevil, ain't i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Once you pop, you can't stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;p&gt;last January 23, my dad brought us to our first PBA game. well, at first i thought it's baduy 'cause it's like a local version of the NBA. but hey, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i don't know what changed my mind (wait, i think it's Hontiveros)&lt;/span&gt;. anywho, it changed my mind. and i can't stop not talking about it. tell me about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bloguru-ing for the first time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;i found out about Bloguru during December, i think. and i found miharu-chan's blog. and i was like, wow, i wanna be here. and poof, she gave me an invite. and from there, well, i started blogging SERIOUSLY. i've been owning about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 livejournals, 1 imeem blog, 1 blogspot page, and a multiply blog&lt;/span&gt;. but i've never been serious except this one. and i've met people from other places. how's that for &lt;a href="http://bloguru.com/amoureux"&gt;sheer blogging&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be sealed with the gifts of the Holy Spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;i got confirmed on January 21. it was a great experience, being sealed with the 7 gifts. and the practices, not to mention &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the "Sir Noe move"&lt;/span&gt;, were great. except for our #10 moment...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still in the pilot section. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;it may be hard, but hey, for a 12-year-old, it's an accomplishment. imagine, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a 12-year-old sophomore in the pilot section?&lt;/span&gt; they may call it queer, but for me, it's a good thing. kind of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bring it back to life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;with regards to my other blog, i've been using it last year and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think i should give it another shot&lt;/span&gt;. so, it's still up-and-going, and if you wanna check it out, well, here it is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's just an alibi. A white lie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;you see, during the practices, there's this guy who kept on complimenting my voice. i think it's alright, but during the St. Paul event in Araneta, he kept on asking me about my favorite flower. i don't have one, so i said none. he kept on asking until i got fed up. and then the next day, he gave me flowers. assorted, like he was going to give it to the cemetery. attached is a note saying, "you're the girl i want to be with forever." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i don't like stuff like that. and besides, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the guy is an EMO, he reeks (you could smell him from a mile away and faint, no kidding), and he's fat. he doesn't even have any of the Dillinger traits!&lt;/span&gt; so, i talked to him, told him not to court me, and he's fine with that. then i went down and suddenly, our sister-adviser appeared. i don't wanna talk about the incident, so i told her that i asked the guy to buy it. well, it's a white lie. until she found out and reprimanded me and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;placed me under observation&lt;/span&gt;. it SUCKS. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can't eat during the whole week, while he has the guts to eat 4 meals in one recess!&lt;/span&gt; what kind of a jerk is that? so, i forgot about the thing, and good thing he's not texting me anymore. *phew* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a bad one, but it will be in my top 10 for being the worst.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;so, yes. a recap of the memorable things. some are not, but hey. who knows? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as i close a chapter of my "baby" life today and start a new chapter tomorrow, i would like to thank everyone who made my life meaningful. whether directly or indirectly. may God bless you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHEERS TO A FRUITFUL LIFE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;live.love.laugh.PRAY.&lt;br /&gt;~amoureux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-692030091147472418?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/692030091147472418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/692030091147472418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/692030091147472418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/tomorrow.html' title='TOMORROW.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-1243403985679357958</id><published>2009-04-15T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:48:34.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jareddillinger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allstarnight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='almost-tito'/><title type='text'>All-Star Night!</title><content type='html'>for a PBA enthusiast, this night is one of the most important and most thrilling part of the conference. why? well, it's like an all-star weekend, but it's only for one night. i don't understand; last year it's for 2 days. maybe it's because of the FIBA-RP Team training. well, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you the stuff they gonna do for that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;PBA All-Star Skills Competitions&lt;br /&gt;04.26.09&lt;br /&gt;Araneta Coliseum&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Obstacle Challenge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Holder: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Willie Miller&lt;/span&gt;, Alaska (almost-uncle! :D)&lt;br /&gt;Contenders:&lt;br /&gt;~ Jason Castro, Talk n Text (TMNT!)&lt;br /&gt;~ Paul Artadi, Ginebra&lt;br /&gt;~ Sol Mercado, Rain or Shine&lt;br /&gt;Personal Bet: Willie Miller. Although Jason Castro could be faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three-Point Shootout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Holder: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Renren Ritualo&lt;/span&gt;, Talk n Text (let's go Carbotta!)&lt;br /&gt;Contenders:&lt;br /&gt;~ Dondon Hontiveros, San Miguel (ohmygosh. andre.)&lt;br /&gt;~ James Yap, Purefoods (shocks!)&lt;br /&gt;~ Jeff Chan, Barako Bull&lt;br /&gt;~ Gary David, Burger King (familiar name...)&lt;br /&gt;~ Larry Fonacier, Alaska ("Isang Motolite nga, boss!")&lt;br /&gt;~ Sunday Salvacion, Ginebra&lt;br /&gt;~ Joseph Yeo, Sta. Lucia&lt;br /&gt;~ Jimmy Alapag, Talk n Text (*gasp*, teammates!)&lt;br /&gt;~ Ronjay Buenafe, Coke (familiar too...)&lt;br /&gt;~ Don Dulay, Rain or Shine&lt;br /&gt;Personal Bet: Ritualo, Alapag, Fonacier OR Yap (i'm not sure with Hontiveros.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slam Dunk Contest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Holder: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly Williams&lt;/span&gt;, Sta. Lucia&lt;br /&gt;Contenders:&lt;br /&gt;~ Jared Dillinger, Talk n Text (let's go, homie! loveyou! :D)&lt;br /&gt;~ Jay Washington, San Miguel&lt;br /&gt;~ Gabe Norwood, Rain or Shine (dimpleboy!)&lt;br /&gt;~ KG Canaleta, Purefoods (familiar...)&lt;br /&gt;Personal Bet: i don't know, but there would be a lot of comparisons between K-Will, JD, and Norwood during the contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AllStars vs. RP Team (Exhibition Game)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Bet: i don't know, but it would be a BIG upset if the AllStars defeat the RP Team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if there are other events after this, but i guess. and if there is, i'll keep you posted. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-1243403985679357958?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/1243403985679357958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-star-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/1243403985679357958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/1243403985679357958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-star-night.html' title='All-Star Night!'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-3284324715613933551</id><published>2009-04-15T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:49:25.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>epic fail.</title><content type='html'>as i was typing my post &lt;a href="http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/are-you-his-girlfriend.html"&gt;"are you his girlfriend?"&lt;/a&gt;, i received an e-mail regarding my friendster account. it read... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/31290000"&gt;ranidel (de ocampo)&lt;/a&gt; is now your friend on friendster!"&lt;/span&gt; so i was in a major fanatic mode. define FANATIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i checked his profile, which is now viewable. i looked at his friendlist, hoping to see more texters. then... i saw a profile named jared. and it had his picture during the victory party as the main pic. then the major fanatic mode became ECSTATIC fanatic mode. define ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i clicked on it, and much to my dismay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S NOT HIS OWN PROFILE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just a &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/102774510"&gt;fan profile&lt;/a&gt;. for JD fans. and what's so upsetting? it only has three friends: the creator, his friend, and ranidel. so i added it too. you know, for fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes, i thought wrong. i thought it's his own profile. i'm actually rejoicing and went to my shoutbox to tell aizee that he has a friendster profile, but no. it's not HIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EPIC FAIL.&lt;/span&gt; BROUGHT TO YOU BY MARIGEN. O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-3284324715613933551?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/3284324715613933551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/epic-fail.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/3284324715613933551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/3284324715613933551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/epic-fail.html' title='epic fail.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-1365347103472253042</id><published>2009-04-15T11:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T13:04:02.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you his girlfriend?</title><content type='html'>so last night i was feeling so bored. and i can't stop thinking about friday. FRIDAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my cellphone rang. it's my best gay friend. cool, i thought, a chatmate. so we're talking about stuff like willie miller (his almost-uncle), and such... until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hello, who's this?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like, whoa. a nosebleed-english girl. and i was like speaking to her in english too. then she asked... "are you his girlfriend?" whoa. no. i thought he's gay. anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWSFLASH!!! [coming after this...]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-1365347103472253042?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/1365347103472253042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/are-you-his-girlfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/1365347103472253042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/1365347103472253042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/are-you-his-girlfriend.html' title='are you his girlfriend?'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-7668404079948089933</id><published>2009-04-14T02:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T02:35:14.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seven questions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;being creative is weird. (what?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;sometimes i get ideas while lying down and doing nothing. sometimes i get it when i sit down on my throne (read: toilet) and waiting for something to happen. haha. and so my hard-wired brain thought of something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'm a contestant in "Pilipinas, Game KNB?", and i'm down to the final round. so, they're asking me 7 questions. about... Philippine basketball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and so the timer starts, and i'm answering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Q: Name someone from UE aside from James Yap who's currently playing in the PBA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: Bonbon Custodio (haha!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Q: Name someone from Ateneo aside from Chris Tiu who's currently playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: Larry Fonacier (:O)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Q: Name someone from the US NCAA who's in the Philippine league now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: Jared Dillinger (or Gabe Norwood, but hey, i'd pick the former.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Q: Name someone from La Salle aside from Macmac Cardona who's in the league.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: TY Tang (or Renren Ritualo. wait, is he from La Salle?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Q: Aside from the Pumaren brothers, which siblings are active coaches?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: Ryan (Purefoods) and Allan (Smart Gilas-Pilipinas) Gregorio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Q: Aside from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(i'll look for the Interbasket thread again for the surname)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; brothers, name brothers who are active in the PBA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: de Ocampo brothers, Racela brothers (one is a player, the other is a coach)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Q: Name siblings who are active in the basketball field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A: Liwag siblings. One is a player, the other is a courtside reporter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wait a second. Liwag siblings? whoa, emmie, you gotta explain this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you see, my brother plays basketball. and having the big sister spirit in me, i think he'll be a player. haha. and me? recently i'm having thoughts on being a courtside reporter. i think it's cool. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my gosh, i'm such a dreamer. but hey, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;libre lang namang mangarap, diba?&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-7668404079948089933?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/7668404079948089933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/seven-questions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/7668404079948089933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/7668404079948089933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/seven-questions.html' title='seven questions.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-1538529565151410294</id><published>2009-04-14T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T02:11:20.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after four days of fasting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yes! i'm back! after the long HOLY holy week... i'm posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;actually, not on my laptop. i'm at my cousins' house. and i'm just using their PC. anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;KAILANGANG BUHAYIN ANG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://pbafanatics.nstars.org/players-locker-room-f70/20-jared-dillinger-t275.htm"&gt;THREAD NI JARED DILLINGER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; SA PBAFO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so... let's go! dirt, dust, cobwebs, San Miguel fans who are messing with the thread... BEWARE. we'll clean this place up. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;well. about the holy week... nothing much. abstinence, and we went back to the province on Easter Sunday. which means that i spent 12 hours of that day doing nothing but think of three random things: the SMB-ROS game (which i didn't get the chance to watch), Jared, and the 17th. and by the way, i HATED going back to the province 'cause that means i'll see my cousins. you know, SECOND cousins. they don't give a damn 'bout me. and i don't give a damn 'bout them. give and take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;oh, and i'll post something interesting (kind of) after this. watch out! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-1538529565151410294?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/1538529565151410294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/after-four-days-of-fasting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/1538529565151410294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/1538529565151410294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/after-four-days-of-fasting.html' title='after four days of fasting...'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-2705353320687163016</id><published>2009-04-08T20:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:21:06.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-PBA pics. from the www.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so as you all know, i am fond of looking for pics of ballers then posting it on blogsites. and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i found pics of people during their pre-PBA years! YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so... check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHQ6NQyZHU0/R7BvDAy3mDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/LszuP8TD9LM/s320/jared+dillinger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookie! it's our homie! hawai'i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: From being the last man on the Warriors' bench last season, Jared has worked his butt out to earn a starting slot on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;basketball&lt;/span&gt; team, which almost cut off his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;basketball&lt;/span&gt; scholarship. Currently (but not NOW), he has become one of the team's most reliable defenders and long-range shooters.&lt;br /&gt;(thanks to &lt;a href="http://philippinebasketballreview.blogspot.com/2008/02/jared-dillinger.html"&gt;philippine basketball review&lt;/a&gt;!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y252/whitemug/IMG_3294-a.jpg" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look. it's bonbon custodio! wooh!&lt;br /&gt;and he's against gabe norwood... booo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s9RDY7nksgY/R7UEdSnHyAI/AAAAAAAAAS4/rUjDKIV7cRA/s320/LarryFonacier.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoops. didn't see that coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ATENEO?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;ATENEO?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ATENEO?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. that's all. for now. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY THE HOLY WEEK! GOD BLESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;live.love.laugh.PRAY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-2705353320687163016?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/2705353320687163016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/pre-pba-pics-from-www.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/2705353320687163016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/2705353320687163016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/pre-pba-pics-from-www.html' title='pre-PBA pics. from the www.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHQ6NQyZHU0/R7BvDAy3mDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/LszuP8TD9LM/s72-c/jared+dillinger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2382577772620363642.post-7540361168994232913</id><published>2009-04-07T12:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:15:44.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunburn. teriyaki boy. larry fonacier.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i just wanna be on the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SUNBURN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yesterday is April 6, 2009. i got used to writing the date 'cause in my other blog, they post the wrong date. i reported it already. but nooo, they don't do anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sunburn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aaah. we went to Calamba (mmm, reminiscin') to swim. you know... 'cause it's summer. it was a good time, only that i had sunburn. shoulders and back. hot and aching. dammit. need muscle tape. HAHA. more about it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloguru.com/amoureux"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;teriyaki boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after swimming, we went home. but first we stopped by Festival Mall. my dad needs to talk to someone. so, we got there. and my brother's so sleepy that he doesn't wanna go. he kept on insisting that the mall is closed. but when we found out that the restaurants inside are still open, he became alert. MOM, LET'S EAT AT TERIYAKI BOY! yes. we did. and he made one remark during some time that made us all laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;emmie: hey, what's the name of the reporter in C/S9 who's in Caltex Top 5? you know, he's kind of dark, and has a long face... and he's always partnered with Lia Cruz... you know... [his name starts with a V!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;marc: *sleepishly* hmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NORMAN BLACK?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; *then sleeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that all cracked us up. sigh. what a brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;larry fonacier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;if you read the post in my other blog, it states there that my brother kept on saying Fonacier. what?!? so, lemme explain why i get so irritated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;actually, i'm not just irritated. i'm also... well... i don't know. alright, he's kinda cute. but in my own perspective (or whatever they call it), he looks like a morph of LA Tenorio (butiki) and the Motolite commercial guy ("Isang Motolite nga, boss!") that's being aired in every game. and he's from Alaska. which was the Texters' rival during the Finals. aw, come on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so.. that's all for now. keep posted on more stuff. pics, sunburn, and ballers. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-7540361168994232913?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/7540361168994232913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunburn-lechon-larry-fonacier.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/7540361168994232913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/7540361168994232913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/sunburn-lechon-larry-fonacier.html' title='sunburn. teriyaki boy. larry fonacier.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-3697513855889010973</id><published>2009-04-05T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T12:36:56.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drawings.</title><content type='html'>i got so bored last night that i drew stuff. i mean, people without faces. C&amp;amp;C! ;D&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk61/amoureuxde/click_036.jpg" width="200" height="300" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you know who he is, right? nyaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk61/amoureuxde/click_037.jpg" width="200" height="300" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stumped? hmmm... (hint: he looks like a teddybear!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what? do they look like them? haha. C&amp;amp;C! ;D&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(c) reux 09&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-3697513855889010973?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/3697513855889010973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/drawings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/3697513855889010973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/3697513855889010973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/drawings.html' title='drawings.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-6179320346254720457</id><published>2009-04-05T14:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T14:54:39.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dirt. dust. jared dillinger.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so, it's been three months since i last posted here. why? i post on a &lt;a href="http://bloguru.com/amoureux"&gt;new blog server&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i've been devouring on a new set of topics, now that i've been out of sophomore-ness. so... what's with the title of this post? just read on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dirt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;since this blog has been untouched for like, 3 months, it could be compared to an old house. with lots of dirt. so, i decided to clean this place up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dust.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and since i'll be cleaning this, i'll remove all dust (by that, i mean old stuff) and renovate this thing. love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jared dillinger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;minions, meet your new homie. jared dillinger. he'll be occupying much of the posts here. note: he is NOT a replacement for my adviser (which will still be part of my life). and... expect more about him in the next couple of posts. hmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh, some posts in my new blog will also be placed here, for your comfort. enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~marigenee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-6179320346254720457?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/6179320346254720457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/dirt-dust-jared-dillinger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/6179320346254720457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/6179320346254720457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2009/04/dirt-dust-jared-dillinger.html' title='dirt. dust. jared dillinger.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-51996343132763129</id><published>2008-12-14T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:30:38.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday rush.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay. so today is monday. the day before our quarterly tests. nothing nice happened today (except for the fact that there's computer class), and something bad happened. it's something that will make a great damage to my grades, my friendship, and the way teachers see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have this project in filipino class (ugh), and it's due today (or a while ago). i chose this certain person as my partner 'cause: 1. i have no choice, and 2. she's my friend. so... i thought she'll contribute something, but turns out, she hasn't. okay, my closest friend (which is somehow gay), told me that i was so stupid in making that choice, given the fact that she's lazy. but come on, i've been doing this for like 2 years now. i'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. we pleaded with my teacher (who has a grudge on me 'cause she thinks i'm STEALING her LOVE, which is my ADVISER). i told her that i'll give it to her after class (5:00). and we're dismissed at 4:10. which means i'll go home, type, print, and go back. besides, my house is near the school. i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right. i CAN'T do it. i passed the project at 5:13. i just saw her walking home, so i gave it. whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. tired. tired. i even cancelled my dermatologist appointment just to finish it. oh my gandhi. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-51996343132763129?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/51996343132763129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/12/monday-rush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/51996343132763129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/51996343132763129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/12/monday-rush.html' title='monday rush.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-2540355520030528337</id><published>2008-12-12T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:13:58.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days and fridays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. friday. we had our p.e. class early in the morning. mastery test about batting (softball). ughh i can't believe i'm going to fail. before our turn, i saw him (74). he saw me too. like you know, eye contact. and he passed by. my friends tell me that he was saying hi, but i was too busy mocking (or practicing to be one) the corps people to notice. i just saw him pointing a finger at me as if he's suspecting me of something. haha. and it was my turn. i failed. 0 bats in 5 throws. ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english class, we had our graded recitation/review. i got called, and wee i got a perfect score! :) cle, the best part. we had our long quiz. and a little chat with our teacher. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filipino class is, as usual, boring. music, mastery test. hard. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clubtime! people from the film critics' club went to our room (music club room) and interviewed us. i was part. haha. i find the people there nice, especially the corps people. cool. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-2540355520030528337?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/2540355520030528337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/12/rainy-days-and-fridays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/2540355520030528337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/2540355520030528337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/12/rainy-days-and-fridays.html' title='rainy days and fridays.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-3387129978342156508</id><published>2008-12-11T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:18:36.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>realizations. from multiply.</title><content type='html'>haha. marami lang akong narealize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galing sa blog ni inna... (sorry inna alam kong tinatago mo yung blog mo pero namangha lang ako sorry talaga...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was thinking about about what me and my friends were talking about yesterday during gym class. Is it because of insecurity that people hate other people? One of my friends cam from a province and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she's super smart that she skipped two grace levels at school&lt;/span&gt;. Some people would think of her as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;freak&lt;/span&gt; and brand her as that. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so what if she's different&lt;/span&gt;? Maybe because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;other people envy her because of that and that's why they hate her&lt;/span&gt;. It makes sense right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;points ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm not super smart. but yes, i skipped two levels.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yes, they call me a freak.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oo nga naman. so what?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;they freaking envy me? maybe. but it's also because of my attitude.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know that Gen is always &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;going through a lot of problems&lt;/span&gt;. And blueflower said that she hated it that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gen's too sensitive that she gets herself involved in stuff that doesn't include her&lt;/span&gt;. I say, Gen has a big heart. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She always cares for other people--for what they say, do or think.&lt;/span&gt; But blueflower is entirely different-- she doesn't care and give a damn about anything that other people do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;points ko ulit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;oo. marami akong problema nung time na yun. see &lt;a href="http://mynameisem.multiply.com/journal"&gt;my other blog&lt;/a&gt; (kaso wala dun).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i admit, sensitive ako masyado. kahit hindi ako yung may problema, damay ako kasi kaibigan ko yun eh. yung tipong ganun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yeah. magkaiba nga kami. maybe it's because i'm younger than her? i dunno. pero that doesn't mean na mag-aaway na lang kami forever and ever amen (or at least until hindi na kami matawa kay "kim jong-IL").&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;ok. i may be paranoid. i may be super sensitive (prick me, i'll bleed). pero kaya kong magbago. but don't expect me to change within 24 hours (or within a lifespan of a fly na papaluin na ng pamalo). :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks inna. sorry ulit. sorry din jadel. (kasi naman ang weirdo ko eh. xD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-3387129978342156508?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/3387129978342156508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/12/realizations-from-multiply.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/3387129978342156508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/3387129978342156508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/12/realizations-from-multiply.html' title='realizations. from multiply.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-9149179349333806125</id><published>2008-12-11T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:58:41.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ny head hurts.</title><content type='html'>ugh. my head hurts. haha. this day is so frantic. somewhat happy, but still frantic. hah. math time (wow my favorite time of the day! *sarcasm*), ugh complex rational expressions. but it's kind of fun. english time, well it's nice cause i got the turtle coloring page! weee. but got to admit, filipino class is so boring. i slept, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;biology (my other favorite time of the day! *more sarcasm*), we had our review for the freaking mastery test. instead of reviewing, they discussed about the preservation/dissection thing next january. i mean, will that help you in your test, since you HAVEN'T DISCUSSED ANYTHING FOR THE PAST MONTHS? ugh. then noise filled the air. make it LOUD noise. at my left, right, back, and front (aka the teacher). it'll really make your head hurt. UGHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had our health class. it's our mastery test already. practical test about first aid. i was expecting my partner to help me, but turns out, they changed my partner! and she was like, "i thought you studied? why didn't you help me?" i mean, she didn't ask for help. she's actually being a show-off that time that i didn't bother to tell her that she's actually doing the wrong thing. she's acting as if she knows EVERYTHING, right? and the pain in my head got worse. ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch time. we had a conflict with one of my friends. turns out, she's also pissed off that time. we just had a little misunderstanding. but i know my fault. i thought she's being sarcastic when she asked why we didn't go up yet, while at that time i was still eating. so i answered her sarcastically too. yep, misunderstanding. but we all got that settled down. we're cool now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history class!!! my real favorite subject! we had this tableu thing as part of our review for the mastery test. our group got the gandhi part. since i know lots about gandhi, i helped them. COOL!!!!!! hah. then computer class. we had our hard mastery test. for 50 minutes we're supposed to do this flash movie thingie. but i got it done. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my head still hurts! and i haven't seen him yet! awww... :((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-9149179349333806125?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/9149179349333806125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/12/masakit-ang-ulo-ko.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/9149179349333806125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/9149179349333806125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/12/masakit-ang-ulo-ko.html' title='ny head hurts.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-769029967298906099</id><published>2008-11-21T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:29:01.796+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='openletter'/><title type='text'>open letter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;to all those people in authority,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     we may not be the ones you expect us to be today. we may be the ones that are actually the opposite of what you expect. we may be pompous. loud. selfish. self-righteous. and whatever negative traits that you can describe us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     we may not be the ones you think we MUST be. the cream of the crop. the model. the ones to look up to. no. we may not be the smart and holy and caring and whatever positive traits that you want us to have (or imbibe to us).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     we may not have in us the true concept of the pilot class, but that doesn't mean that we couldn't change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     yes, we may be challenging authorities, but we don't even have the intention of doing it. we may not have the qualities of a pilot class, but that is because we're also preoccupied with other problems. sometimes we're misunderstood. sometimes we're over judged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     this may be the umpteenth time we've said this, but... please give us another chance. another chance to prove ourselves. to show you that we could change for the better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     if you still believe in us, please trust us. if you don't, then i would be very puzzled at the fact that you even bothered to waste your time reading this letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with care,&lt;br /&gt;a student&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-769029967298906099?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/769029967298906099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/11/open-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/769029967298906099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/769029967298906099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/11/open-letter.html' title='open letter.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-1267794553736064676</id><published>2008-11-21T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:07:38.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naguguluhan ako.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;i can't take it anymore. i'm confused. why is there so much chaos in this world that even the poor got poorer and the government doesn't give a damn about it and even in the classroom, the second humble abode of a child, there is CHAOS? okay. i have issues with my class, i also have issues with my circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my class. DEDICATION. many teachers hate us because of our arrogance, pompousness, and stuff. according to my wonderful source, they say that we have a big head already. we're backstabbers, gossip people, plastics, and side commentators. okay. they're right. but we're still adjusting! i mean, does this means that we should change (or expect us to change) within 24 hours? because we're SOPHOMORES? right. nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with my friends... some of my friends don't want this particular friend of mine because of his attitude. i like him, actually, as a friend. but they don't understand that. and they're like these people who think they're so self-righteous that they want to do everything they want? ughh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me guys! gimme advice! :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-1267794553736064676?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/1267794553736064676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/11/naguguluhan-ako.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/1267794553736064676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/1267794553736064676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/11/naguguluhan-ako.html' title='naguguluhan ako.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-7172941497559257223</id><published>2008-11-15T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T19:13:14.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>redeemed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;so... remember yesterday? yeah. reap sharing (aka gospel class), there's this something, you've got a friend thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;physical education class (p.e.) is boring. as usual, i suck at volleyball. duhh. recess, i'm supposed to talk to my adviser, but i remember that i had an appointment with my history teacher because i haven't taken the quiz. but he forgot, so i'll have it after lunch. after english, i met him in the hallway, and we talked for like 20 minutes. doubts gone, confusions cleared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;WHAT I'VE LEARNED FROM 20 MINUTES WITH MY ADVISER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have a strong personality. ("...look, you have a strong personality, and i think you know that. you even have the courage to blurt out something in front of me...")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'they' are not actually popular. ("to tell you honestly, they're not that smart. they're not that beautiful. but why are they popular?")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we let them be popular. ("the only reason why they're popular is because you let them be popular. you let them step on you.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if they say bad things about you, prove them wrong. ("if they say you're a slut, prove to them that you are not a slut.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;show them what you've got! ("galingan mo!")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;wow. first impressions are sometimes correct. and sometimes wrong. thanks elmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;going on... at last, filipino class is done. the speech choir is over. i think we're just second place. *sigh*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-7172941497559257223?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/7172941497559257223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/11/so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/7172941497559257223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/7172941497559257223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/11/so.html' title='redeemed.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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-2382577772620363642.post-4081514500354528343</id><published>2008-11-14T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:24:29.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aww.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;okay. thursday. math time, our adviser/math teacher got mad at us cause we kept on insisting that we need to practice for filipino. for me, it's alright. but some people insisted. so... the topic shifted to our stage play. i remembered our stage director whom i hate so much. so i told my seatmate, "noe, set a, set c." and all of a sudden our adviser got pissed off at me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"you know, i'm sick and tired of your side comments, you know that?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; come on. he's not the topic. but it made me cry the whole day. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dismissal, my seatmate explained to him that he is not the one i'm talking about. hey, i'm supposed to be the one talking, right? but it's alright. actually i don't have the guts to talk now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will happen to me tomorrow? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2382577772620363642-4081514500354528343?l=fromthecourtside.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/feeds/4081514500354528343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/4081514500354528343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2382577772620363642/posts/default/4081514500354528343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromthecourtside.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay.html' title='aww.'/><author><name>~marigenee</name><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>
