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Who would have thought 'd still be able to go up the mountains and do something worthwhile like say, storytelling to the aetas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday. June 7&lt;/span&gt;. woke up at 2:30 AM, took a bath, dressed up and checked my bag I've packed the night before. The cab service I hired the night before picked me up at around 2:45.&lt;br /&gt;With no breakfast whatsoever, i was headed for Sgt. Esguerra Street to meet Miss Lia, a segment writer for ABS CBN's morning show, Umagang Kay Ganda (UKG).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Alitaptap Storytellers Philippines sent me to go with a UKG team for a book drive to the Aetas in Lopez, Quezon where i will be telling to the kids. As part of the the Buklat Aklat program of ABS CBN, the team will be doing a segment on the book drive, progress on the school that has just been built in the area and the storytelling as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking it will be one of the usual volunteer storytelling stints im always up for, I had no idea that we had to travel 6 hours just to reach the place. Exciting. Scary. Plus, I didn't expect that i would be the only one from Alitaptap who would be going with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4:44 am&lt;/strong&gt;. We, Miss Lia (writer) and Miss Lorena (the public service person of ABS) together with the driver and a cameraman left abs cbn after a quick breakfast at their cafeteria (aslo a quick tour of the place haha). We then headed for ayala where we had to pick up 2 Miss Karens who were the public affairs heads of STI (basically whenever you see STI in ADS on TV, Miss Karen and MIss Karen are the ladies responsible for that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having only slept 3 hours the night before--owing to the fact that i had dinner and a cocktail with Mico and Paul (the Yale guy)--i basically slept the entire half of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:57 am&lt;/strong&gt; NEWS reached us that Rudy fernandez died. Which was weird. As I am not really a fan of showbiz, I didn't feel anything for him unlike the 4 ladies i was with, who was shocked and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 am. &lt;/strong&gt;we finished the scary counterflow the driver pulled off. We had n choice, the traffic to Lucena was bad since a bidge itnt he area gave way. Talk about what an ABSCN LOGO in your van can do for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9:50 am.&lt;/strong&gt; Reached port of Antimonan where we had lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 am.&lt;/strong&gt; After more sleep, we finally reached the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really exciting. It has been a year since I last taught Aetas in the North, specifically in Zambales, for our community service that's why when Alitaptap asked for voulunteers, I immediately signed up. The only reason i had not to was the fact that there is a possibility that it would be aired on TV--an idea im not really a fan of. But who cares? I wanted to storytell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told the kids &lt;em&gt;Pikpakbum and Tiktaktok&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Ang Pambihirang Buhok ni Lola&lt;/em&gt; both of which making them laugh which was so nice to see and hear. The moment I started, all my anxiety went down the drain.&lt;em&gt; Basta ang saya!&lt;/em&gt; Whenever they laughed, i felt so happy and even more motivated to continue with the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nag nung mga kasama ko: "&lt;strong&gt;akala mo to si JM tatahi-tahimik lang, yun pala pag nag-storytell e parang kalog."&lt;/strong&gt; It was really flattering hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely an experience. It was also my first time to see how the media set up their segment, part of which is practicing the aetas how to say "SALAMAT PO SA ABS CBN." Weird.&lt;br /&gt;I saw what was happening behind the scenes eliciting some issues i ahve with the MEDIA but i told myself, as long as we got to help, im good with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3:02 pm&lt;/strong&gt; we left the place&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY HAD FUN.&lt;br /&gt;After another 8 hours of travel time, i reached home at &lt;strong&gt;11:30 PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been the longest time of travelling i had in just a single day. Moreoever, this has also been the farthest I've reached South of the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Onga pala,&lt;/em&gt; this will be aired on UKG &lt;em&gt;sa&lt;/em&gt; wednesday, June 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a busy, tiring but nevertheless fulfilling day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPLOAD pics later&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-7118290990007888094?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7118290990007888094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=7118290990007888094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7118290990007888094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7118290990007888094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/06/of-aetas-and-storytelling.html' title='Of Aetas and Storytelling and ABS CBN'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-4848727854414097088</id><published>2008-06-06T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T17:04:36.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blooh-blahs'/><title type='text'>June</title><content type='html'>This week has been so long and I just can't wait for it to be finally over.&lt;br /&gt;A few more hours and it's week's end for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The registration week of the University proved to be hectic and even chaotic (sorry for the rhyme), which I think did me so much good considering the things that took place this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-4848727854414097088?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4848727854414097088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=4848727854414097088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4848727854414097088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4848727854414097088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/06/june.html' title='June'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-8006213252250205173</id><published>2008-05-31T19:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T20:25:51.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boarding house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Splooh-Splah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SEFBIKsw1dI/AAAAAAAAAps/3xiu_JEkD0k/s1600-h/05-31-08_1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206514252783867346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SEFBIKsw1dI/AAAAAAAAAps/3xiu_JEkD0k/s320/05-31-08_1429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Splooh-Splah=wordplay for splurge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With nothing to do today, i decided to head for Southmall and continue shopping for my boarding house. Last time, i bought school supplies, this pm i bought toiletries which aren't in our cabinet of supplies hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206514274258703858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SEFBJasw1fI/AAAAAAAAAp8/P6AG9OpYx4Y/s320/05-31-08_1633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's my original list (the list before you get overwhelmed): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;AXE Deo Stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AXE Deo Spray&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toothbrush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dental Floss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vaseline Lotion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clear Shampoo (my name is Mike. haha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alcohol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gel (for when my hair grows back)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha! Who am I kidding? There will always be additions to my lists. So here's my altered list:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;AXE Deo Stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;AXE Deo Spray&lt;/s&gt; Adidas Ice Dive perfume&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206514274258703874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="268" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SEFBJasw1gI/AAAAAAAAAqE/7ulGBJFRC-g/s320/05-31-08_1626.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Toothbrush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;Dental Floss&lt;/s&gt; (too expensive! Let mom buy that)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Vaseline Lotion (a&lt;em&gt;ng mahal ng&lt;/em&gt; Nivea for Men!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clear Shampoo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alcohol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Checkered &amp;amp; colored bandaids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;toothbrush case&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;alcogel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206514269963736546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SEFBJKsw1eI/AAAAAAAAAp0/l5DD6bFc9lQ/s320/05-31-08_1632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hehehehe, &lt;em&gt;Napamahal tuloy&lt;/em&gt;. I went way past the limit of 600 bucks. Tsk. Tsk. That's the problem with me, i kinda get overwhelmed with stuff not in my list. &lt;em&gt; Ayun, e bumili pa ako ng&lt;/em&gt; MH mag and book @ BOOK SALE plus a song book from St. Paul's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bad Budgeting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I then decided to go home, basically cause i don't have any money left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Onga pala,&lt;/em&gt; i bought a coin bank to start my 5-peso and 10-peso coins saving. hehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-8006213252250205173?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8006213252250205173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=8006213252250205173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8006213252250205173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8006213252250205173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/splooh-splah.html' title='Splooh-Splah'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SEFBIKsw1dI/AAAAAAAAAps/3xiu_JEkD0k/s72-c/05-31-08_1429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6944966115598566118</id><published>2008-05-29T20:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T20:45:35.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>The Velascos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SD6jiasw1cI/AAAAAAAAApk/HW15xauZ7y0/s1600-h/05-29-08_1807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778030964823490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SD6jiasw1cI/AAAAAAAAApk/HW15xauZ7y0/s320/05-29-08_1807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for nostalgia. So when i see people from somewhere in my past, it really make me happy 'casue I'm quite sure that somewhere in me was affected by my knowing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tita Mildred, Ate Mara, Mariel and their youngs siblings Zill and Zy visited this afternoon. Since it has been 8 years since we last saw them we exchanged stories, shared pizza (and a captain's choice platter--my fave haha),and shared more stories.  So many catching up to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778022374888866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SD6jh6sw1aI/AAAAAAAAApU/YznN5X1oOXI/s320/05-29-08_1833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i kinda babysat Zill (5) and Zy(4) while they were playing in our playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nakakatuwa.&lt;/em&gt; These kids are quite smart. They are kinda tri-lingual--Filipino, Chabakano, English. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205778030964823474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SD6jiasw1bI/AAAAAAAAApc/qAjNoac5ddI/s320/05-29-08_1906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya naman, being the teacher that I will be, i didn't miss this chance to interact with them. &lt;em&gt;Ayun, nagpaturo ako konting &lt;/em&gt;Chabakano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would ask them to translate some words to Chabakano. Well, what can I say, &lt;em&gt;ang galing nila.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like Spanish, Chabakano that is, like "quiero leche" for "I want milk." COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nakaktuwa,&lt;/em&gt; I watched them play in our playground, the same playground where their ates and our friends played whene we were still kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good 'ol days&lt;em&gt; nga naman...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;more pics at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/75/The_Velascos_29_May_2008"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/75/The_Velascos_29_May_2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-6944966115598566118?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6944966115598566118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6944966115598566118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6944966115598566118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6944966115598566118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/velascos.html' title='The Velascos'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SD6jiasw1cI/AAAAAAAAApk/HW15xauZ7y0/s72-c/05-29-08_1807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-522012992173953318</id><published>2008-05-28T06:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T07:38:29.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shifting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP'/><title type='text'>UP IKOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday, 27 May 2008.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I accomplished my college clearance form--one of the final steps of shifting out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Too bad no one gave me a heads-up on how hard this step can be. I thought you only had to secure the signature of your home department, but when i returned it to the college secretary it turns out that I had to get all 12 blanks signed. WHAT?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had no choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Instructions: basically, get the signatures of 12 deaprtments/institutions/blah blah which simply means-- "hey, walk around UP!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So at around 9 am my walking adventure started.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205200246194361570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDyWC6sw1OI/AAAAAAAAAn0/GLhekMKV1JE/s320/05-27-08_0927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;First stop, Faculty Center. I got 5 signatures here including my own department Speech Communication and Theater Arts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205200250489328882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDyWDKsw1PI/AAAAAAAAAn8/18O74bY3oyI/s320/05-27-08_0933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Next, Institute of Chemistry. It was a bit nostalgic that I returned to this old building where I took my Chem 16. It reminded me of how daring I was in taking subjects outside my curriculum (which eventually sealed my fate 'cause daring things like this is a sure kickout from your course). Hahaha. At least I had so much fun, especially with my lab class where I met my lab partner Ian who was really funny (&lt;em&gt;pareho pa kaming dapat walang Chem&lt;/em&gt; haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205200259079263490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDyWDqsw1QI/AAAAAAAAAoE/MaEtWWh1xLs/s320/05-27-08_0941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Next, Institute of Biology (Zoology building). No memories here. I never took a Zoology subject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Speech Comm and Zoology are not really pals i presume haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205200267669198098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDyWEKsw1RI/AAAAAAAAAoM/nVLHetyT4Gs/s320/05-27-08_0947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then, Department of Psychology. Good ol' Psych 101 days where my professor was an orgmate--&lt;strike&gt;ate&lt;/strike&gt; Prof Anna. Saya! I met nice people in this class-- an endorphin addict, a jerky person, a giant, a curly creature among others. HAHAHA! seriously, my classmates were really nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205201324231152930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDyXBqsw1SI/AAAAAAAAAoU/hCKS4NhnPvA/s320/05-27-08_0950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Vinzon's Hall up next. The building for most student affairs, it is here where i had to secure the signature of the Student Loan Board and the Student Discipline Tribunal. Good thing i never had an experience with any of these two. No records. Cleany Clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So around 9:49 am, only 2 blanks were left in my form. But then, these blanks mean that I have to walk to the other end of UP Diliman. And so I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205201332821087554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDyXCKsw1UI/AAAAAAAAAok/EPHEtxlPSXo/s320/05-27-08_1001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;National Institute of Physics (NIP). To reach NIP, i had to pass by the UP observatory which i haven't seen for quite some time now. i really like to try the telescope. hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205201337116054866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDyXCasw1VI/AAAAAAAAAos/70U8D4DwMeU/s320/05-27-08_1010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Afterwhich, mud, tall grass and insects were waiting for me. &lt;em&gt;Parang&lt;/em&gt; trekking&lt;em&gt; lang. Buti na lang hindi ako nagkaroon ng physics class dito. hehehe.&lt;/em&gt; But when I reached the building, i really liked it. It was quite nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205201341411022178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDyXCqsw1WI/AAAAAAAAAo0/1DURn6ML0_I/s320/05-27-08_1011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205201959886312818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDyXmqsw1XI/AAAAAAAAAo8/-0R-nsgFHiI/s320/05-27-08_1016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NIP new building&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last stop, National Institute of Geological Science. This is where I took my community service 1 (CWTS1). Nice people and professor (I actually see her in EDUC).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205201972771214738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDyXnasw1ZI/AAAAAAAAApM/jnMERueNn00/s320/05-27-08_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO! Tapos na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205201964181280130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDyXm6sw1YI/AAAAAAAAApE/k6ug2G2mG9c/s320/05-27-08_1027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What an experience! around 10:30 i was back at the Office of the College Sec and was told that i just had to return for the forms today. Well, that's that. K&lt;em&gt;onti na lang&lt;/em&gt; EDUC &lt;em&gt;na talaga ako!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice thing about this experience is that it somehow proved that i really want to become an EDUC major. Imagine, securing all the signatures without a break in-between!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, it was an instant trip around UP. A trip to buildings I never have gone to before. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ayan! Pagod na ako&lt;/em&gt;. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-522012992173953318?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/522012992173953318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=522012992173953318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/522012992173953318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/522012992173953318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/trip-to-up.html' title='UP IKOT'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDyWC6sw1OI/AAAAAAAAAn0/GLhekMKV1JE/s72-c/05-27-08_0927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5139927554750338782</id><published>2008-05-23T13:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T14:05:18.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP college of Educ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>My Teaching Toolbox</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDZc8asw1KI/AAAAAAAAAnU/xarXEVw_jMc/s1600-h/2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203448612502164642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDZc8asw1KI/AAAAAAAAAnU/xarXEVw_jMc/s320/2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Classes are about to start amd since I'll be living in a boarding house yet again (goodluck with that), i have to preapere all my stuff so that i won't have to go back and forth our house and UP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus, now that I'm officialy an EDUC major, it's about time that i get to have one of these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY TEACHING TOOLBOX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203448612502164658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDZc8asw1LI/AAAAAAAAAnc/5eIIfDZBQLA/s320/IMG_5871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203448603912230034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDZc76sw1JI/AAAAAAAAAnM/BxB221Q7b8o/s320/1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well basically it's not the like the toolbox my dad has with all his philips, negatives, screws, knots and bolts. Intead of those what my mine has are adheseives, measuring tools, writing instruments and what have you--stuff that most teachers need (especially by preschool teachers like me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, my toolbox ain't complete yet. &lt;em&gt;Marami pa ako gusto ilagay&lt;/em&gt;. For one, I would really like to have an Elmer's Adhesive spray. Instead of using masking tape to post my visual aids, i'd simply have to spray the adhesive spray and stick whatever i want to stick onit. &lt;em&gt;Yun lang, di na sya maalis hehehe&lt;/em&gt;. Still cool though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203448612502164674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDZc8asw1MI/AAAAAAAAAnk/URNBwxDu6HI/s320/IMG_5875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;just can't wait to use my &lt;strong&gt;'tools&lt;/strong&gt;' this coming sem&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SEE YA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-5139927554750338782?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5139927554750338782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5139927554750338782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5139927554750338782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5139927554750338782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-teaching-toolbox.html' title='My Teaching Toolbox'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDZc8asw1KI/AAAAAAAAAnU/xarXEVw_jMc/s72-c/2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-835759046061335841</id><published>2008-05-21T10:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T11:08:51.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gummy'/><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDONdKm3RTI/AAAAAAAAAm8/qXXm7B2O43Q/s1600-h/05-20-08_2042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202657526746137906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDONdKm3RTI/AAAAAAAAAm8/qXXm7B2O43Q/s320/05-20-08_2042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Know what? I don't care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna spend whatever time is left with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202657526746137922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDONdKm3RUI/AAAAAAAAAnE/i7QhRXQVBxo/s320/05-20-08_2013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm gonna wait for you like I always do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and in these two months, even if i'm so scared of the attachment,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I won't care, I'll think about it until then&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;'cause I love you gummy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-835759046061335841?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/835759046061335841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=835759046061335841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/835759046061335841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/835759046061335841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/whatever_21.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SDONdKm3RTI/AAAAAAAAAm8/qXXm7B2O43Q/s72-c/05-20-08_2042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-4796044911992478534</id><published>2008-05-16T13:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T15:43:16.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alitaptap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storytelling'/><title type='text'>Storytelling with a 38 deg fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SC0WW6m3RSI/AAAAAAAAAm0/CbIxaj3hw54/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200837727627986210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SC0WW6m3RSI/AAAAAAAAAm0/CbIxaj3hw54/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me, k. Wacko, a. Cha, a. Mars, k. Percy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, we performed a chamber storytelling of&lt;em&gt; Si Aliguyon at Pumbakhayon: Mga Bayaning Mandirigma ng Ifugao &lt;/em&gt;at a National conference held at Seameo Innotech in Quezon city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For those who are dummies to storytelling (haha!) chamber telling is similar to role playing its just that the focus is still on the book. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was Aliguyon--my first ever lead role with Alitaptap. &lt;em&gt;Kaya naman&lt;/em&gt; scary. what made it even scarier is I was the only newbie in the cast so go figure. So despite my 38 degrees celsius fever, storytell &lt;em&gt;pa rin.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Masaya kasi e!&lt;/em&gt; (plus, i have a feeling they'll kill me if i don't show up). Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was again a great experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;more pics at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/68/Storytelling_at_the_bIg_Circle_Time_National_Conference_15_May_2008"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/68/Storytelling_at_the_bIg_Circle_Time_National_Conference_15_May_2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-4796044911992478534?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4796044911992478534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=4796044911992478534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4796044911992478534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4796044911992478534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/storytellingw-ith-38-deg-fever.html' title='Storytelling with a 38 deg fever'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SC0WW6m3RSI/AAAAAAAAAm0/CbIxaj3hw54/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-9109534089987900355</id><published>2008-05-12T13:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T22:45:22.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadgets'/><title type='text'>My L72</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SC0SpKm3RRI/AAAAAAAAAms/_1sr6UtcMK8/s1600-h/moto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200833643114087698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SC0SpKm3RRI/AAAAAAAAAms/_1sr6UtcMK8/s320/moto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SC0Sgam3RQI/AAAAAAAAAmk/EBYnc20dcK8/s1600-h/moto.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a new phone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my Nokia 7610 finally gave way. First, the backlight got busted, then the display got lost entirely. (I knew this was coming considering how i have been treating my good ol' phone. i'm really really sorry Mr. phone-y).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panic mode. Why now when its just now that i have someone to actually text&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yesterday my mom brought it to greenhills to have it it swapped with my one and only condition-- nothing less than a megapixel, for blogging purposes of course. Fortunately, she got me a 2 -megapix phone. Yehey!. Just have to pay her monthly for it. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Motorola L72. Not BAD! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-9109534089987900355?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/9109534089987900355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=9109534089987900355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/9109534089987900355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/9109534089987900355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-l72.html' title='My L72'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SC0SpKm3RRI/AAAAAAAAAms/_1sr6UtcMK8/s72-c/moto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-1567706900413838088</id><published>2008-05-12T01:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:57:19.093+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='special someone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gummy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date'/><title type='text'>11 May 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCh2ZKm3ROI/AAAAAAAAAmU/b8pByrGtC80/s1600-h/jojojojoj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199535944515405026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCh2ZKm3ROI/AAAAAAAAAmU/b8pByrGtC80/s320/jojojojoj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we ate, we sang, we talked, we watched, we hugged&lt;br /&gt;it was simply the best date i ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought doing things with someone you like and probably love made that much difference.&lt;br /&gt;too bad it's complicated&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed this night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199535953105339634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCh2Zqm3RPI/AAAAAAAAAmc/WQ7cQiT-dio/s320/kokokoko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks, Gummy.&lt;br /&gt;Miss ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bui na lang&lt;/em&gt; i hugged you so tight 'cause your perfume remained on my jacket. Now i have a scent to remind me of you. ahahaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-1567706900413838088?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1567706900413838088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=1567706900413838088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1567706900413838088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1567706900413838088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/11-may-2008.html' title='11 May 2008'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCh2ZKm3ROI/AAAAAAAAAmU/b8pByrGtC80/s72-c/jojojojoj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3399484784367919857</id><published>2008-05-11T08:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T13:06:53.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2oth annuversary'/><title type='text'>My parents' 20th wedding anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCY4X_a2QrI/AAAAAAAAAl8/1_cAycEa8zs/s1600-h/IMG_5705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198904804658004658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCY4X_a2QrI/AAAAAAAAAl8/1_cAycEa8zs/s320/IMG_5705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday night. Heavy Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We surprised our parents with a pseduo-wedding to celebrate their 20th wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ang saya&lt;/em&gt;! I was even the priest. hahaha. Plus, &lt;em&gt;nakakatuwa yung &lt;/em&gt;vows &lt;em&gt;nila kasi&lt;/em&gt; it included stuff like "... i will love you despite your hair loss..." and " I will love you despite your&lt;em&gt; Kaskasero&lt;/em&gt; driving skills." hahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198905015111402178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCY4kPa2QsI/AAAAAAAAAmE/H7-QuUWUqyQ/s320/IMG_5681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The wedding was complete with the veil ( a first communion dress), cord (made from knotted pieces of cloth), a bouquet of kalachuchi &lt;em&gt;ata.&lt;/em&gt; Then there was the part where you get to ask if anyone wants to put a stop to the wedding (&lt;em&gt;lahat sumagot&lt;/em&gt;, "KAMING LAHAT") hahahaha. Then of course there was the kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198909816884839122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCY87va2QtI/AAAAAAAAAmM/GLHJLaruR-E/s320/IMG_5692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Reception followed where there was the cutting of the cake (my first well-earned cake. haha) , wine (limejuice pala), bouquet throwing and stuff. We planned to catch&lt;em&gt; pa nga&lt;/em&gt; mayas instead of doves pero &lt;em&gt;ang hirap e.&lt;/em&gt; hehehe. &lt;em&gt;Nakakatuwa lalo, may Sinigang na Baboy sa menu.&lt;/em&gt; hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun! Im so thankful i have my parents despite whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I love you MUMI! I love you PAPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More pics @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/67"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-3399484784367919857?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3399484784367919857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3399484784367919857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3399484784367919857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3399484784367919857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/pics-httpthemistermistaker.html' title='My parents&apos; 20th wedding anniversary'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCY4X_a2QrI/AAAAAAAAAl8/1_cAycEa8zs/s72-c/IMG_5705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3648702781284408633</id><published>2008-05-09T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T21:33:16.600+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Sugar Rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCRRtva2QoI/AAAAAAAAAlk/rUpULkodu3o/s1600-h/Pic(803).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198369716157432450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCRRtva2QoI/AAAAAAAAAlk/rUpULkodu3o/s320/Pic(803).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During an errand to the bank I finally got to encash the other half of my salary for April. In other words, i encashed &lt;em&gt;my first ever check&lt;/em&gt;. Cool. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Makati &lt;em&gt;kanina.&lt;/em&gt; Makati &lt;em&gt;day pala&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, what did i do in makati?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, I ate and drank sugar at Krispy Kremes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, &lt;em&gt;napilitan lang ako&lt;/em&gt; cause someone forced me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think i was hypnotized actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypnotized by a smile and a nice personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fascinatingly weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda liked the feeling of being hypnotized.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wala lang,&lt;/em&gt; you simply lose control 'cause of the charms some people ooze with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charms, coupled with plain goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess you dont get to meet people with these traits so much nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you could just imagine how you can easily fall for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. &lt;em&gt;Masakit ang ulo ko ngayon&lt;/em&gt; simply because i ate and drank so much sugar and met someone who was super sweet. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sugar rush &lt;em&gt;nga naman. Kaka-adik. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ayan ha,&lt;/em&gt; proof that i finished your treat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198369140631814754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCRRMPa2QmI/AAAAAAAAAlU/a8Wt6ZzE2w8/s320/Pic(805).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kahit masakit na ulo ko, pinilit ko pa rin...(",)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-3648702781284408633?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3648702781284408633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3648702781284408633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3648702781284408633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3648702781284408633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/sugar-rush.html' title='Sugar Rush'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCRRtva2QoI/AAAAAAAAAlk/rUpULkodu3o/s72-c/Pic(803).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-8703894993705469894</id><published>2008-05-09T11:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T07:07:48.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blooh-blahs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family outing'/><title type='text'>MAY blooh-blahs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCYpM_a2QpI/AAAAAAAAAls/IwGwL5ugzoQ/s1600-h/IMG_5587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198888123005026962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCYpM_a2QpI/AAAAAAAAAls/IwGwL5ugzoQ/s320/IMG_5587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 May 2008:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Bulacan for my dad's company outing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 May 2008:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A first happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 May 2008:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first Alitaptap Storytellers Philippines Meeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 May 2008:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice friend left our choir. Sad. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 May 2008:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got the music sheets of One Republic's Apologize&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;So Close&lt;/strong&gt; from the movie Enchanted.&lt;br /&gt;Music waiting to be played. YeaA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 May 2008:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my hair shaved to a &lt;strong&gt;"dos-uno."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a weird friendster message,&lt;br /&gt;a message i actually liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 may 2008:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents' 20th Anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;Just realized I was a honeymoon baby. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Salvaged my bleach-stricken clothes to make them wearable again by using bleach to re-design them. They turned out nice. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 May 2008:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling again. Stayed up until 5 am on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 May 2008:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sleepy at work, writing this entry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-8703894993705469894?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8703894993705469894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=8703894993705469894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8703894993705469894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8703894993705469894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/05/may-blooh-blahs.html' title='MAY blooh-blahs'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SCYpM_a2QpI/AAAAAAAAAls/IwGwL5ugzoQ/s72-c/IMG_5587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-4816405372878056092</id><published>2008-04-29T15:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T15:39:00.423+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parish of the FiVE wounds Summer Youth Camp. Fr. Aldo'/><title type='text'>My Second Youth Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194323901837026962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SBXyEWlRJpI/AAAAAAAAAk8/hXigmQnaudM/s320/DVC00872.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Just came home last sunday around 2200 from this year's summer youth camp...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can i say, &lt;em&gt;syempre masaya na naman sya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We boarded the bus around 7 am then travelled for at least 3 hours. Around 1030, we finally arrived at the campsites where we sang songs of praise and worship, met the participants, got introduced to our groupmates, pitched our tents then ate lunch. The rest was all about fun and learnings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't tell every detail though &lt;em&gt;kasi &lt;/em&gt;this isn't Pigafetta's blog anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194324189599835826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SBXyVGlRJrI/AAAAAAAAAlM/j3s4521cml4/s320/DVC00857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Anyways, survival cooking on the first day, then mountain and water trekking with cave exploration heading for the Daranak falls on the second day. 5 am &lt;em&gt;pa lang&lt;/em&gt;, i was already good to go. With my trekking shoes, shorts, muscle T and my trekking backpack, i would pass as an experienced trekker hehehe (look what GQ can do for you). Well i really want to join UP Lakbay ( a trekking org &lt;em&gt;ata&lt;/em&gt;) actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the falls, I wasn't suppose to swim because of some issues (hahahah) but i did when i saw a Manong climb a high crevice beside the falls and dive from there. I had no choice. That jump was waiting to be done, and the water was waiting to be plunged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ayun&lt;/em&gt;, the next thing i know i was in that same crevice preparing to jump. Did it twice. The first one, to the cheers of my co-campers was awkward 'cause i landed on my butt. hahaha. The second one was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Grabe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrenaline rush I really loved it. I have a video to prove it cause i think people just wont believe it without actual proof. Seems to be out of my character i guess. Well, i like adventure and in that moment that was the best adventure possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third say I got to rappel and do military rope courses among others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194323901837026978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SBXyEWlRJqI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Gbi90tPGjM0/s320/DVC00867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It was my first time to be a facilitator in camp after my first camp last year. So it was quite an experinece. Here are the names of my groupmates:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GROUP ALDO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GellyBelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gregor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dona&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eirene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seph&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carlo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;co-faci ate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; JOYCE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha we were named the Most Organized Group. Plus imagine, i won the male best faci award hahaha. Weird. Last year mr. congeniality award &lt;em&gt;ngayon&lt;/em&gt; this one. Ano to, career?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA. Sori. &lt;em&gt;Na-enjoy ko kasi masyado&lt;/em&gt; hahaha. And i guess i really take care of the people i'm responsible for (drama. drama.).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In going home we got to ride a military truck (think cargo truck) without a roof or sumtin hehehe. &lt;em&gt;At siksikan pa&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;San ka pa?&lt;/em&gt; It wa a nice experincec. &lt;em&gt;Habang&lt;/em&gt; drenched &lt;em&gt;sa&lt;/em&gt; rain and &lt;em&gt;sobrang&lt;/em&gt; sardined&lt;em&gt; ayun&lt;/em&gt; we were holding on to our dear lives and dear bags as the truck traversed arount the mountain cliffs to a place where the bus was parked. hahaha. &lt;em&gt;Pero ang saya&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Parang&lt;/em&gt; evacuation. &lt;em&gt;Parang&lt;/em&gt; roller coaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's theme was about the parable of the prodigal son. And what was so cool about it was that we did not just learn about the prodigol son (the younger one) yet again but also learned about the elder son. I actually got more struck by the story of the elder as i can relate more to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hay...&lt;/em&gt; know what sometimes i tend to be self-righteous that i think other people are more sinful than I am. Pero i have been teaching myself this past few years that i'm not. We all have our imperfections it's just that they come in diferent forms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess the prodigal son wasn't just referring to the younger one but to the elder as well. With that note it actaully refers to everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CAMP. I'm so gonna miss you... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More pictures at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-4816405372878056092?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4816405372878056092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=4816405372878056092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4816405372878056092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4816405372878056092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-second-youth-camp.html' title='My Second Youth Camp'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SBXyEWlRJpI/AAAAAAAAAk8/hXigmQnaudM/s72-c/DVC00872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-7371334664874457980</id><published>2008-04-22T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T09:27:56.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family outing'/><title type='text'>Laguna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SA0-KO0yOOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Y2HNX6V-qbY/s1600-h/IMG_4899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191874290927155426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SA0-KO0yOOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Y2HNX6V-qbY/s320/IMG_4899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laguna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arriving at around 10 pm last saturday, I hurriedly jumped into the pool as this is one of the few vacations i will be getting this summer considering my student assistant stint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. seldom does my relatives in my mom's side hold reunion so it was nice seeing all of them after some time. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191875119855843602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SA0-6e0yORI/AAAAAAAAAks/vhRgJbLdHDM/s320/IMG_4900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i noticed that made me realize we were not getting any younger (not that it needs proving or sumtin hehe) is that every hour, we religously re-apply sunblock. Unlike before when we didn't mind how chocolatey we'll look like after swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vidoeke, food, alcohol, volleyball &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191874299517090050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SA0-Ku0yOQI/AAAAAAAAAkk/EMAgmSQuPgQ/s320/IMG_5091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also reviewed the swimming strokes i have long forgotten ehhehe. Up to now, i still can't do the butterfly though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good rest from LIFE hehehe&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191873535012911298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SA09eO0yOMI/AAAAAAAAAkE/5WHS8-nwew4/s320/IMG_5078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fix this later&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191874295222122738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SA0-Ke0yOPI/AAAAAAAAAkc/SZt7eAGMAhQ/s320/IMG_5129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-7371334664874457980?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7371334664874457980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=7371334664874457980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7371334664874457980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7371334664874457980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/04/laguna.html' title='Laguna'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SA0-KO0yOOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Y2HNX6V-qbY/s72-c/IMG_4899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5452805891999391250</id><published>2008-04-13T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T08:34:56.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gadgets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>IPOD at ORAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 11 April 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of the EDTEG sumemr fun class in UPIS. &lt;em&gt;Ang hirap palang kausapin ng mga parents, tama si&lt;/em&gt; Roald Dahl hehehehe, sometimes parents can get way over themselves especially when it comes to their kids. It was fun meeting the kids nonetheless. After 2 months of enlisting their children, it was nice to finally see the kids themselves who were so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After such a busy day in the department, and since it was a friday, I decided to drop by a mall to finally buy something with my first ever salary. So, I went to Glorietta and window shopped for clothes but ended up buying an IPOD Shuffle. Cool. There it was, my first ever self-purchased gadget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--a silver IPOD which I can conveniently clip unto my shorts whenever I jog--which tranlsates to additional distance since it kills boredom hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I bought a book in powerbooks that I so wanted to read--Boys Turning to Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, with my money depleted I had no choice but to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 12 April 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of the day reading, sleeping, then reading again. Then in the PM, went to the gym with Marlon. Bad thing was I forgot the last part of my program, instead of doing my biceps I did tricep exercises instead. Well, to lessen the damage of my careless mistake, i did a couple exercises for my triceps then another couple for my biceps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwhich, we hangout in SM para magpalamig and to check DVDs. Tapos, i was introduced to another tapsihan called ORAS. Ang sarap, i ate longsilog plus really enjoyed the in-house soup. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188517342649179634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="190" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SAFRCH-O3fI/AAAAAAAAAj0/IUqfRI9njBY/s320/Pic(722).jpg" width="253" border="0" /&gt;Ayun, umuwi na ako. hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onga pala, i realized, im not that scrupulous anymore. Not sure if it's a bad thing though.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I really like this thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;The signs were there, but when you don't know where your're going, you can't read them and the signs don't mean anything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Raymonde C. Green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hay, is it one's fault then that he did not understand the signs at that time?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-5452805891999391250?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5452805891999391250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5452805891999391250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5452805891999391250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5452805891999391250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/04/ipod-at-oras.html' title='IPOD at ORAS'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/SAFRCH-O3fI/AAAAAAAAAj0/IUqfRI9njBY/s72-c/Pic(722).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3429150134121753642</id><published>2008-04-11T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T08:21:52.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='student assistant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salary'/><title type='text'>Wednesday blooh-blahs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;9 April 2008, Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My first-ever-worked-for money (aka salary)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought it would feel this good to receive well-earned money, money i got from my student assistant stint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My first-ever-completely-consumed ballpen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Standard black ballpen was the first ballpen i ever used up to the last drop of ink. Cool. Imagine, I did not misplace it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson learned for this Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;prepare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;to be disappointed by people you look up to or even probably like&lt;br /&gt;to be judged and to be interpreted negatively&lt;br /&gt;to be taken as a weakling just because you consider someone's feelings,&lt;br /&gt;emotions and personhood&lt;br /&gt;to meet people who accept what wrong they have done but&lt;br /&gt;who do not realize how inconsiderate and insensitive it was&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-3429150134121753642?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3429150134121753642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3429150134121753642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3429150134121753642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3429150134121753642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/04/wednesday-blooh-blahs.html' title='Wednesday blooh-blahs'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-4109364738816265228</id><published>2008-04-07T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:43:15.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Best Buds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ATC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Friends and Cheesy-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;In ATC I met up with a couple of high school friends (Kathleen and Mervin) after the Parish Fiesta Misa Cantada.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186126502314712018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_jSk5q1G9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/kFskWOlhgIM/s320/Pic(707).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After almost three years, it was just today that we saw each other again so many things needed cathcing up. At Shakey's, over a pizza and a basket of mojos, we chatted and updated one another with one another's life. hahaha. &lt;em&gt;Hindi namin napansin na ang mahal pala ng na-order namin&lt;/em&gt; (well, expensvie for our budget anyways).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186126489429810098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_jSkJq1G7I/AAAAAAAAAjc/tJ9LvmuNt2g/s320/Pic(708).jpg" border="0" /&gt;So after that, with no money left, we had no choice but to tour the mall. Of course, I was succesful to drag them to check on clothes and books. &lt;em&gt;Ako pa. &lt;/em&gt;I really enjoy shopping for these stuff. &lt;em&gt;kahit wala pera&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;masaya mag&lt;/em&gt;-fit at &lt;em&gt;mag-&lt;/em&gt;browse. hahaha. &lt;em&gt;Nakabili naman ako ng isnag shirt&lt;/em&gt; so at the very least it wasn't JUST window shopping. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we seated in the outer cloister of the mall and chatted more. COOL. It was there that I saw Nicsoai--another close friend in High School. So there. Mervs, Nicosai and I were reunited--the three class CUTTERS of our section in Masci. hahaha. Good old days &lt;em&gt;nga naman.&lt;/em&gt; I remember cutting chemistry to study English and to let Nicosai tutor us in Calc. Miss those times. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186126498019744706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_jSkpq1G8I/AAAAAAAAAjk/UbO0RCshK1k/s320/Pic(710).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dami na nagbago&lt;/em&gt;. But the thing is, even after 2 years or so, I still felt the warmth and comfort one feels whenever he or she is with his or her close friends. &lt;em&gt;Parang&lt;/em&gt; we didn't really NOT see each other for a long time. It was as if it was just another ordinary day back in High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds cheesy but don't give me any of that crap. Everyone needs cheesy-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ang saya! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hay&lt;/em&gt;. Seeing your close friends again after a long time sure fires you up, recharges you to take on one's life. &lt;em&gt;Nakakapagod na kasi minsan,&lt;/em&gt; but knowing you have friends kinda gives you the hope and strength you need to face problems, issues, dilemmas and what have you. Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm (somtimes &lt;em&gt;lang ha&lt;/em&gt;!) forcing myself to be happy being single for reasons i keep secret but then again i have friends anyways so I'm not that sad again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-4109364738816265228?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4109364738816265228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=4109364738816265228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4109364738816265228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4109364738816265228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/04/friends-and-cheesy-ness.html' title='Friends and Cheesy-ness'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_jSk5q1G9I/AAAAAAAAAjs/kFskWOlhgIM/s72-c/Pic(707).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-2292000817528348646</id><published>2008-04-04T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:31:20.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starbucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PI 100'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koro Stigmatino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grades'/><title type='text'>Grades and Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185423721111034770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_ZTZpq1G5I/AAAAAAAAAjM/NCfD2NmY4zM/s320/Pic(700).jpg" border="0" /&gt;After such a busy day in the department (imagine recieveng calls non-stop while accepting payments from peole while in my work clothes while searching for materials hidden in cabinet-caves of dust and allergens) i went striaght to Starbucks for a meeting with Koro. I was late of course (first friday&lt;em&gt; kasi e).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185423106930711410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_ZS15q1G3I/AAAAAAAAAi8/3GXXMUbXq7Q/s320/Pic(697).jpg" border="0" /&gt;After having a sausage roll (the first REAL food i ever had in starbucks) and a green tea frappe, we talked about issues and issues and more issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185424111953058722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_ZTwZq1G6I/AAAAAAAAAjU/52TbkF50zxA/s320/Pic(699).jpg" border="0" /&gt;What was interesting though was that everytime i go to starbucks (which is like 6 or 7 times &lt;em&gt;pa lang&lt;/em&gt;) they always seem to be quite sure that I'm a first timer. I guess it is obvious if your not used to going to some place--especially if that place carries a social stereotype with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny and weird. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NEWS: I got a 1.25 in PI100 which i almost dropped. Woohoo! Thanks groupmates!&lt;br /&gt;BAD NEWS: &lt;em&gt;Di na naman ako na-swelduhan kanina. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long weekend, but so many paperwork to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oo nga pala&lt;/em&gt;, for some weird reason, &lt;em&gt;naging&lt;/em&gt; assitant conductor &lt;em&gt;ako ng&lt;/em&gt; KORO, Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;At least di na ako&lt;/em&gt; SEC. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185423712521100162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_ZTZJq1G4I/AAAAAAAAAjE/IWX8Fr4DL6o/s320/Pic(706).jpg" border="0" /&gt;OFFICIAL MEMEBRS na kami ng KORO STIGMATINO! (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;more pictures at &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-2292000817528348646?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2292000817528348646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=2292000817528348646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2292000817528348646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2292000817528348646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/04/after-such-busy-day-in-department.html' title='Grades and Tea'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_ZTZpq1G5I/AAAAAAAAAjM/NCfD2NmY4zM/s72-c/Pic(700).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-2278152233242451585</id><published>2008-04-04T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:32:30.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alitaptap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storytelling'/><title type='text'>Storytelling at PCMC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_TnHZq1GzI/AAAAAAAAAic/ZitLvwAPkME/s1600-h/Pic(684).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185023185345911602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_TnHZq1GzI/AAAAAAAAAic/ZitLvwAPkME/s320/Pic(684).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We volunteered. And so, we were sent by Aitaptap to the Philippine Children's Medical Center in Quezon City this afternoon. Together with ate Princess, we storytold to the children in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always it was a fun experience. I kinda made them laugh especially with my voice and face distortion eheheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, I had a hard time eliciting the excitement I am used to from the kids since all of them were quite sick. But then, they tried to really respond to my interactive questions and activites and to smile despite their not feeling good which was something that moved me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang Madyik Silya ni Titoy and Si Pilong Patagu-tago were the stories i told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ang saya!&lt;/em&gt; I even got this mug as a token. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185023215410682690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_TnJJq1G0I/AAAAAAAAAik/9mbNYXdu-0Y/s320/Pic(691).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astig talaga mag-kwento sa mga bata! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember some of their names, Cessa, Joan, carmela, Rosemarie, Elyssa, Jared, and others. And the most cute kid who was really participating in my story was Rinna,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185023215410682706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_TnJJq1G1I/AAAAAAAAAis/d6J8uQMyxxw/s320/Pic(686).jpg" border="0" /&gt; a four year-old girl with cancer. If not for her hair and mask, you wouldnt think she has cancer for she is so active and very sociable. She even wanted to have a picture of us taken. &lt;em&gt;Ang cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what? This day reminded me about a thing or two about life's challenges...sigh. (",)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more pictures at &lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/"&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-2278152233242451585?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2278152233242451585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=2278152233242451585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2278152233242451585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2278152233242451585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/04/we-volunteered-and-so-we-were-sent-by.html' title='Storytelling at PCMC'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_TnHZq1GzI/AAAAAAAAAic/ZitLvwAPkME/s72-c/Pic(684).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5632990577516041542</id><published>2008-04-02T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:20:38.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><title type='text'>Kwatro Dos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Night. 31 March.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184287865469999890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_JKWJq1GxI/AAAAAAAAAiM/y9_4VBmRaeg/s320/miker.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the gym to see yet again guys with this distinct hairstyle. I was quite thinking deep last night so i got kind of impulsive and rebellious to try this style: Impulsive since it wasn't part of my plans that night and rebellious since so many people (which includes 3 hairdressers from B. FiX, David's, ) said it wouldn't look good on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. The brave in me made my feet walk to a salon, asked to be given a haircut,and guessed two numbers. I have never done this before so all i know was that you give the hairdresser/barber the length you want--uno, dos, tres, kwatro etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it happened. For the First time in my life, I got a semi-cal haircut. And what numbers did i guees?-- dos on the sides, kwatro on my top. Here's how i look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184287886944836386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_JKXZq1GyI/AAAAAAAAAiU/OhTCfZuKpKw/s320/IMG_4522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this being my first time, I immediately went home and tried what my friends sporting a semi-cal 'do said would be cool, liteally--Head and SHoulders shampoo on a semi-cal hair. Cool. it indeed felt cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang saya! My favorite part of having this hair style is that i don't have to spend 5 minutes in front of a mirror to clay and gel my hair. Plus. i get to wear caps without ruining my hairstyle. hehehe. Astig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-5632990577516041542?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5632990577516041542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5632990577516041542' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5632990577516041542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5632990577516041542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/04/kwatro-dos.html' title='Kwatro Dos'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R_JKWJq1GxI/AAAAAAAAAiM/y9_4VBmRaeg/s72-c/miker.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3809234367610205395</id><published>2008-03-27T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:37:09.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sem-ender'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last stretch before the sem ends , after these all i have to face are my Student assistant work for the whole summer which I am actually excited about since i will get to assist in a teacher training 10-day seminar (imagine the things i'll learn) and the EDTEG Sumemr Fun CLass '08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my to-do list before the sem ends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♫ PI 100 paper and Exam tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;☺ EDR 121 Children's Lit annotations of at  least 40 children's books&lt;br /&gt;♫ Matilda Book and Film review&lt;br /&gt;♫ a couple of peer and self evals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'm done!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-3809234367610205395?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3809234367610205395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3809234367610205395' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3809234367610205395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3809234367610205395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/03/last-stretch-before-sem-ends-after.html' title=''/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-1969547942339396292</id><published>2008-03-21T05:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T15:03:55.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Week'/><title type='text'>Visita Iglesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R-NbXpq1GuI/AAAAAAAAAh0/IFiFtI9mTYQ/s1600-h/IMG_4166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180084458286815970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R-NbXpq1GuI/AAAAAAAAAh0/IFiFtI9mTYQ/s320/IMG_4166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obviously my pics suck cause so many things are running in my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AKA Church Hopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baclaran Church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Airways Church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mary Mother of the Church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nature Church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Parish of the Five Wounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180084466876750594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R-NbYJq1GwI/AAAAAAAAAiE/n9YqwjQ89LY/s320/IMG_4248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(replica of the Shroud of Turin in our Parish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We haven't done this for a while so it felt nice that our family got to do it again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Still, it felt weird cause i have roblems with my faith right now so guess i wasn't able to contemplate as much as i wanted to. I prayed a little but i spent more time taking pictures of whatever things to escape from the uneasiness my mind (and soul) was feeling. I even got a chance to change my blogheader as you can see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180084462581783282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R-NbX5q1GvI/AAAAAAAAAh8/yx6QqiCHsVU/s320/IMG_4226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasn't prepared for Christmas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasn't prepared for New Year&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I think i won't be prepared for Easter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm losing my faith and it's kinda effortless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm scared...&lt;/em&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/16542960-1969547942339396292?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1969547942339396292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=1969547942339396292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1969547942339396292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1969547942339396292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/03/visita-iglesia.html' title='Visita Iglesia'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R-NbXpq1GuI/AAAAAAAAAh0/IFiFtI9mTYQ/s72-c/IMG_4166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-7618940328998233230</id><published>2008-03-17T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T11:51:29.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP Volleyball Club'/><title type='text'>Final Rites</title><content type='html'>wahoo! natapos na ang University of the Philippines Volleyball Club (UPVC) application process ko. Mem na ako. Akala ko di na ako matatanggap dahil may pagka-delinquente akong applicant. Pero binigay ko naamn ang kaya kong ibigay (tulad ng pagpapaganda ng sigsheet as usual ahah) yun nga lang syempre kulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung pwede lang i-share dito ang initiation nila ay i-shashare ko ko kaya lang GAGANTI pa ako next time! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya. Parang UPSCA may processing ang bawat gawain at hindi wala wala lang. Astig. Basta. Buti na lang tapos na siya. May punto kasi na malapit na ako umayaw, dahil down na down na ako. Di ko nga alam bakit di ako umiyak hahaha. Hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HINT: Lahat ng elemento ng earth ay na sa final rites ng UPVC--apoy, tubig, hagin, lupa, at kung anu ano pa. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakaasar. Nakakapikon. Nakakatorture. Nakakapagod. Pero Sobrang Masaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOIN UPVC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-7618940328998233230?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7618940328998233230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=7618940328998233230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7618940328998233230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7618940328998233230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/03/final-rites.html' title='Final Rites'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-2110148227388561393</id><published>2008-03-09T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T20:47:23.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alitaptap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storytelling'/><title type='text'>FIRST PUBLIC STORYTELLING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R9KGXBaOLTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/wG94f2x5shQ/s1600-h/Pic(612).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175346651875650866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R9KGXBaOLTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/wG94f2x5shQ/s320/Pic(612).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first ever public storytelling with ALITAPTAP STORYTELLERS PHILIPPINES! It was a volunteer thing but who cares?! It wasn't a booklaunch in powerbooks or sumtin but it was way better. I love storytelling to KIDS. It's fun and gives you that nice feeling of being able to somehow teach kids (this time streetkids). I don't care if i dont get paid for storytelling forever, I will still be a good storyteller. I WILL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even met Kuya BDJIE of batibot. SUper nice with a great sense of humor. He even promised to give us a workshop on storyellin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175349258920799570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R9KIuxaOLVI/AAAAAAAAAgs/hAxvzpeUbGQ/s320/Pic(633).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE NICE. We did a chamber telling of ang Binibining Tumalo sa Mahal na Hari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super cool. It was in an art exhibit/street party on Galleria Duemila in Pasay City.&lt;em&gt;Daming &lt;/em&gt;foreigners, writers, some tv personalities like Robin da Rosa and a couple of other known people. Then thr street kids near the big houses were invited to the party where free street food were available--from hotdogs, squidballs, popcorn, chocolait, corn, mangoes, buko pandan and gulaman. DAMI!. Kinda great actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175349254625832258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R9KIuhaOLUI/AAAAAAAAAgk/hrKKkwTtwLw/s320/Pic(603).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im learning so much from the expwerts of storytelling. I promise to hone whatever skills I have in this art. At least sobrang napatawa ko naman ynug mga bata in playing the DATU in the said story. COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an art exhibit so it was like a cocktail party thus we, the storytellers (including kuya BOdjie) were SO SO underdressed for the event. Still, we made the children laugh and gave them a good time than the other performers haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOL COOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-2110148227388561393?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2110148227388561393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=2110148227388561393' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2110148227388561393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2110148227388561393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-public-storytelling.html' title='FIRST PUBLIC STORYTELLING'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R9KGXBaOLTI/AAAAAAAAAgc/wG94f2x5shQ/s72-c/Pic(612).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-8677617453288417218</id><published>2008-03-02T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T21:12:29.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>astig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished the 2-day ALitaptap storytelling workshop with Sir Manolo Silayan&lt;br /&gt;Astig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe! ehhehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayusin ko na lang to next time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-8677617453288417218?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8677617453288417218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=8677617453288417218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8677617453288417218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8677617453288417218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/03/astig-just-finished-2-day-alitaptap.html' title=''/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5792364996256821774</id><published>2008-02-29T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:58:39.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP college of Educ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storytelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dermatology'/><title type='text'>Warts and Storytelling</title><content type='html'>Got my warts on my face cauterized plus my killoids in my chest from skin asthma injected earlier. But before the cauterizing, the doctor had to anaethesia on my face then taped over the warts as a sort of marker. Hahah i looked funny. Tapes on my faces. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to blog my small achievement this week--&lt;br /&gt;My classmates in children's literature voted me as the best storyteller in class so I get to be sponsored by the Department of Reading to the storytelling workshop this coming weekend--an event i have been anticipating and excited about for over a month now. Wahoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, my Teaching in the early grades professor texted me and it seems like i will be the next student assitant of the department. Wahoo again!. The department head, Dr. Pado will be talking to me tomorrow. hmmmm... what about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-5792364996256821774?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5792364996256821774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5792364996256821774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5792364996256821774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5792364996256821774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/02/got-my-warts-on-my-face-cauterized-plus.html' title='Warts and Storytelling'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5158378849070318088</id><published>2008-02-28T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T23:10:31.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird hair cut</title><content type='html'>After our field work in bio 1 where we conducted several interviews in a school and under the Tuliahan bridge in Faiorview about the polluted tuilaan river, went straight to the gym then afterwards had my hair cut in Index Salon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when i entered a wierd conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, the hairdresser after asking about my school, course, and what not siddenly talked about his valuesed teacher back in high school who was very good with all the awards and stuff but suddenly raped someone. Bothering and quite tragic, really. A liitle bit more and I would have freaked out. hehehehe. Weird. &lt;br /&gt;Natakot tuloy ako, ganun ba talaga? Nakakabaliw ba o nakakawalang perspektibo ang pagtuturo?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as i told that wierd hairdresser, I will be a teacher beacuse I really want to be a teacher. that's that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-5158378849070318088?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5158378849070318088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5158378849070318088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5158378849070318088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5158378849070318088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/02/weird-hair-cut.html' title='Weird hair cut'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5678015630564365995</id><published>2008-02-25T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T23:23:07.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP college of Educ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koro Stigmatino'/><title type='text'>A long update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been a while since I posted a decent blog entry. So, here goes what things i did over the past week: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(more pictures at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FEB 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Lil Sis' Debut &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170929352401565330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R8LU2WiJNpI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Z-EYtN4vdd8/s320/_MG_0077.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(This picture taken by kuya Ronnie, the family photographer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Held at Cecile's restaurant's cue room, it was a gathering where family, relatives, friends, classmates, schoolmates and choirmates came to eat hahahaha (so was my intention!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the 70's theme, there were dance, songs, and instrument playing numbers for my lil sis (who isn't lil anymore) which i'm pretty sure she really appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170934210009577154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R8LZRGiJNsI/AAAAAAAAAgU/-vV4_PQVYLQ/s320/_MG_0168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I can't imagine that me and my sister are almost past the teenage years. I can still imagine that day when the word "debut" was but a word in my vocabulary, without realizing what it really is all about, now its my sister having hers. (sighs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, here are 5 cool things about her debut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Food was, of course, great&lt;br /&gt;2. Close family and friends came--the ususal 18 candles, 18, roses, and 18 wishes were very intimate and personalized by my sister ( i really liked the 18 wishes part where my sis introduced each of her good friends)&lt;br /&gt;3. I didn't&lt;em&gt; piok &lt;/em&gt;in my song number for my lil sis (angel by sarah machlachlan). haha. Imagine the confidence i had to sing in front of music majors!&lt;br /&gt;4. The number and dances were like SOP and ASAP combined. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;5. Met her dormates and classmates (whom she really loves so much) so now whenever she tells stories about them, i woulnd't have to imagine vague faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay... i guess we do grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I love my sis. Love you!&lt;br /&gt;(",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FEB 19&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DEMO Teaching at UPIS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170930718201165474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R8LWF2iJNqI/AAAAAAAAAgE/-kS7gG6R1DE/s320/mik" border="0" /&gt; After weeks of prepartation (including 5 revisions of our lesson plan: LP and days ofr visual aid prep), I finally had my first ever demo teaching at the UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILPPINES INTEGRATED SCHOOL (UPIS) in the kinder level section sampaguita under teach Yvette. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170930855640118962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R8LWN2iJNrI/AAAAAAAAAgM/kzxHpI0SK5Q/s320/jm" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equipped with my 2 sems worth of knowledge from EDTEG 101 and 102, i struggled to keep them listening and focused on whatever it is we were teaching by applying the things i've learned. And as it is always, theory is way different from practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really hard. The first hour came as okay, with me starting off with a poem Five Little Monkeys then later telling them the story of our LP entitled Five Little Monkeys with Nothing to Do and so on. But when the second hour entered, slikes! They turned into rowdy little tykes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I even had to get some sort of angry with them (but not really) trying my best to assert my authoriy over them which was really hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FEB 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watching 3 Performances All in One Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 recitals @ St. Scho's St. Cecilia's auditorium where my sister performed. We (ate Mean and I) then stayed for the second show to wacth my sister's friends whom we met at her debut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was as usual great--very confident, composed, relaxed. And as always, she closed her eyes while preforming, feelt her song and just hit her notes right--diggin' it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170926788306089586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R8LShGiJNnI/AAAAAAAAAfs/XsUONfXU5FI/s320/Pic(540).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then @ 7:30 pm went with Koro Stigmatino to watch the Ateneo College Glee club @ the Philamlife theater (where our MD is a guest member). Kinda cool. Great perfoamance but was a bit dragging for it was a straight LISTEN-TO-US-SING show. Wala lang, they sang. ehheeh. But they sounded great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a late dinner in Kimono sumtin in blue wave, Macapagal Av.. Ordered Oyakudon which tasted great but was at a not- a-student-friendly price. My savings got depleted. Hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-5678015630564365995?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5678015630564365995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5678015630564365995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5678015630564365995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5678015630564365995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-update.html' title='A long update'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R8LU2WiJNpI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Z-EYtN4vdd8/s72-c/_MG_0077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-181062358215950226</id><published>2008-02-21T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T10:58:46.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pedagogy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP college of Educ'/><title type='text'>demo teach: teach mike</title><content type='html'>had my first ever demo teaching sa UPIS kahapon&lt;br /&gt;sobrang saya and exhausting both at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids were cute and lovabale pero rowdy and mischievous din&lt;br /&gt;someone cried ihd to comfort him&lt;br /&gt;soeomen got angry. i had to talk to him&lt;br /&gt;someone was noisy, i had to reprimand him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta ang saya&lt;br /&gt;will be fixing this entry later&lt;br /&gt;after weeks of prep time, especially the 5 days beofre the actual demo, pagod na akmi ehhehe&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed every bit of it though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to improve as a pedagogist&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-181062358215950226?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/181062358215950226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=181062358215950226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/181062358215950226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/181062358215950226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/02/demo-teach-teach-mike.html' title='demo teach: teach mike'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-8704186092163982743</id><published>2008-02-16T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:20:30.500+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><title type='text'>I love M&amp;Ms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R7WZQGiJNlI/AAAAAAAAAfc/v3t1G4_0VEQ/s1600-h/Pic(535).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167204649388291666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="261" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R7WZQGiJNlI/AAAAAAAAAfc/v3t1G4_0VEQ/s320/Pic(535).jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She asked me to do her a favor&lt;br /&gt;I, of course, obliged&lt;br /&gt;for she is she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She invited me to take a walk&lt;br /&gt;Under a cool night sky, I, of course, obliged&lt;br /&gt;For she is she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked if she could borrow books&lt;br /&gt;choosing some of my best reads, I, of course, obliged&lt;br /&gt;For she is she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's nice, she's pretty, she's cool in every small way&lt;br /&gt;For she is she&lt;br /&gt;I'm weird, I'm confused, I'm struggling in every small way&lt;br /&gt;But I'm me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was brief and everything has its end&lt;br /&gt;I made up an excuse to walk her home&lt;br /&gt;We talked, it felt good&lt;br /&gt;I'm with her, she is she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gave me M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;br /&gt;sign of thanks, I suppose&lt;br /&gt;I simply crashed&lt;br /&gt;for she is she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know she is up there&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm down here, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I'm me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy just the way things are&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning to be at least&lt;br /&gt;I'm me, she is she&lt;br /&gt;Things can't get cooler than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the ulitmate admirer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;period at that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't you worry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For I'm me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love M&amp;amp;Ms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For she is she&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167204653683258978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="174" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R7WZQWiJNmI/AAAAAAAAAfk/OLZqJ4F4Zio/s320/Pic(537).jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-8704186092163982743?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8704186092163982743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=8704186092163982743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8704186092163982743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8704186092163982743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-m.html' title='I love M&amp;Ms'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R7WZQGiJNlI/AAAAAAAAAfc/v3t1G4_0VEQ/s72-c/Pic(535).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-374117855735380722</id><published>2008-02-15T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T21:34:21.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines'/><title type='text'>Black Valentines</title><content type='html'>What was supposed to be a red-shirt day for our ORG, turned to a black shirt day for me. I intentionally wore black today. Hahahaha. Yet, with clear shampoo's revolutionizing of black as the new red, i guess i didn't really make a statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left UP right after class, ignoring every fratman-giving-roses-to-ladies-moments, went to grab a bite (chicken Hodog rice mix and 3 pieces of siomai) near my GYM, spent 2 and and a half hours at the gym (where there were only three of us working out that i almost asked them what they were doing there for i imagined i'll be all alone haha), bought a strawberry cream chupa chups (my fave), rode a jeep in the passenger's seat, closed my eyes and felt the wind on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was valentines for me.&lt;br /&gt;Like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-374117855735380722?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/374117855735380722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=374117855735380722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/374117855735380722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/374117855735380722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/02/black-valentines.html' title='Black Valentines'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-2758314795656768948</id><published>2008-02-02T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:10:01.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Dayout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Dinner'/><title type='text'>One Year Left</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;FAVE BIRTHDAY GREETING:&lt;strong&gt; JM! Happy 10th birthday! &gt;&gt;ate bernie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Luzsil's and Til's bday gift for me! THANKS &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162022773031392802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6MwXM0DViI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4pdsa2GYuGU/s320/Pic(473).jpg" border="0" /&gt; 19...&lt;br /&gt;hay, more changes i guess...&lt;br /&gt;got one year left before I'm officialy out of the teen category...&lt;br /&gt;I have just realized I am opressed...&lt;br /&gt;because of what the church presupposes...&lt;br /&gt;but I still love the LORD...&lt;br /&gt;I will struggle more for You O. LORD...&lt;br /&gt;faith isn't about doctrines...&lt;br /&gt;faith isn't about what the church tells you it's about...&lt;br /&gt;I still believe in the church though...&lt;br /&gt;not entirely I guess...&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thank GOD i was able to confess earlier...&lt;br /&gt;my abosolution would take a long time however (SECRET!)&lt;br /&gt;hay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Funny. hehe. I went to hear mass then confessed during my lunch break earlier so i came in 15 minutes late for my EDLR 101 class (which was very unusual for me). Suddenly my classmates sang the BIRTHDAY song while teach greeted me. &lt;em&gt;Kakagulat.&lt;/em&gt; Yun pala ate Mhira, a friend and orgmate, told them. What was funnier was that teach told me that as a gift, she wouldn't note me late. How cool could things get?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Had dinner&lt;em&gt; sa&lt;/em&gt; Tempura Japanes Grill kanina sa SM Southmall Foodstrip ( a trying hard strip of bars and restos hahaha)n with my mom, dad, bro, and cousin (too bad my sister's still in her dorm.) Enjoyed the food with them as usual. I really love them. &lt;em&gt;Hay... would never wnat to disappoint you to the point I'll keep everything to myself ( i guess that's the way i was made)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162022738671654418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6MwVM0DVhI/AAAAAAAAAeE/Tweo8otk3_A/s320/IMG_2704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fave expression of the day: WHATEV!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks LORD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sa lahat ng bumati, orally and electronically, salamat talaga. Alam myo naman wala ako pang-reply hahahahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;more pics?:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-2758314795656768948?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2758314795656768948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=2758314795656768948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2758314795656768948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2758314795656768948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/02/one-year-left.html' title='One Year Left'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6MwXM0DViI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4pdsa2GYuGU/s72-c/Pic(473).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6390446618435144149</id><published>2008-02-02T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:04:41.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PI 100'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPVC'/><title type='text'>Week's summary</title><content type='html'>Week's summary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My TITO migrated ti New Zealand last tuesday. Hay, changes yet again--really hate them.&lt;em&gt; Di&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;na lalu kumpleto ang&lt;/em&gt; De la Paz, clan. We had dinner last sunday as some sort of despedida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162031740923106914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M4hM0DVmI/AAAAAAAAAes/eCD5ydr7mrw/s320/Pic(456).jpg" border="0" /&gt;-was so surprised that I was one of the 10 students out of 59 who passed the bio 1 exam. Kinda weird actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-surprisingly, the exam in PI100 (the subject i soooo wanted to drop) was quite reasonable and wasn't like hell. I think i did pretty ok, so that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162025727968892482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6MzDM0DVkI/AAAAAAAAAec/QFX86KRkHKI/s320/Pic(459).jpg" border="0" /&gt;-applied for membership in UPVC (University of the Philippines Volleyball Club) last Wednesday. We played, got pre-oriented, and was warned that we are up for intimidation, bullying and verbal abuse. Hay. So different from UPSCA. Hope I finish the app process. Masaya kasi maglaro ng Vball. Got my thumb sprained nga pala from a forceful joust at the net. I had it X-rayed and it turned out to be ok. All's well I guess.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162025758033663570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6MzE80DVlI/AAAAAAAAAek/hERgoS3dnSM/s320/Pic(461).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-6390446618435144149?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6390446618435144149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6390446618435144149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6390446618435144149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6390446618435144149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/02/weeks-summary.html' title='Week&apos;s summary'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M4hM0DVmI/AAAAAAAAAes/eCD5ydr7mrw/s72-c/Pic(456).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-4045526519356657394</id><published>2008-01-28T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T20:35:00.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Djokovic'/><title type='text'>NOLE DJOKER WINS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5x6Oc0DVgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/z5oSNi6EBm4/s1600-h/b_ndjokovic_0127_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160133661731018242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5x6Oc0DVgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/z5oSNi6EBm4/s320/b_ndjokovic_0127_02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woohoo! DJOkOVIC WON!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm quite certain it wouldn't take long 'till he becomes World's UNO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice match against Tsonga whose now Ranked 18. He sure played well but his lack of maturity kinda pulled him down, especially with Nole's serves and winners. NICE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, good times always has its end. With the Asutralian Open 2008 wrapped up, it's back to reality for me-- no more late night game replays, no more australian open website checking, no more game predictions, no more nervewrecks for the player your rooting for, hay...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As aI said, back to reality...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehhe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for next year's Australian Open JAN 19- FEB 1 (cool the champoionship match will be on my birthday). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-4045526519356657394?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4045526519356657394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=4045526519356657394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4045526519356657394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4045526519356657394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/01/nole-djoker-wins.html' title='NOLE DJOKER WINS'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5x6Oc0DVgI/AAAAAAAAAd8/z5oSNi6EBm4/s72-c/b_ndjokovic_0127_02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-1006180641309511132</id><published>2008-01-26T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:04:06.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPSCA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Djokovic'/><title type='text'>Exorcism and Djokovic</title><content type='html'>ME and Fr. Syquia (an Exorcist)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159813265760671090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tW080DVXI/AAAAAAAAAc0/7REjdJAEttQ/s320/P1010129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, exorcist Fr. Syquia came to our org's (UPSCA) Alternative Classrooom Learning Experience (ACLE). Cool... &lt;em&gt;Daming nagpuntang tao.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was fortunate to have read his book a year ago so i understood things even better. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i guess exorcism is an evidence that Catholicism isn't just a religion people made up, it contains Divine truths that GOD himself revealed to us. Well, im not saying the people in the church (like the priests) are perfect, but it's not a reason to debunk the entire religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159813970135307650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tXd80DVYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/XKjX2ORBeAo/s320/P1010001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Favorite Trivia bits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOCO cake is one of the most common &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gayuma &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;people use--leading to many cases of possesion according to FR. Syquia. So, sugar is not the only reason why it's bad, the risk of of being possesed is another one. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying the words&lt;strong&gt; "tabi-tabi po"&lt;/strong&gt; actually empowers the elementals. Plus, saying these words shows that we do not have full faith in GOD. Instead, why not pray the Our Father or Apostle's Creed or any prayer for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;more pictures?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/38/EXORCISM_UPSCA"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/38/EXORCISM_UPSCA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________&lt;br /&gt;FOLDING BIKE &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159813974430274962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tXeM0DVZI/AAAAAAAAAdE/__OodZWA_Kk/s320/P1010062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kuya Ron brought his folding bike to UP during the ACLE, and it was really cool. I wasn't able to stop myself from taking pictures of it. hehehe. Thanks ROn! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;more pics?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/37/Folding_Bicycle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/37/Folding_Bicycle&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_____________&lt;br /&gt;DJOKOVIC defeated Federrer! Wahoo! finals tomorrow! Wahoo uli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJOKER VS tsonga&lt;br /&gt;hope Djok wins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired and sleepy&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-1006180641309511132?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1006180641309511132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=1006180641309511132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1006180641309511132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1006180641309511132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/01/exorcism-and-djokovic.html' title='Exorcism and Djokovic'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tW080DVXI/AAAAAAAAAc0/7REjdJAEttQ/s72-c/P1010129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5338023017615370205</id><published>2008-01-22T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:11:20.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP Volleyball Club'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Djokovic'/><title type='text'>French Driving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tbdM0DVcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/37ARTjnaA4s/s1600-h/Pic(440).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159818355296916930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tbdM0DVcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/37ARTjnaA4s/s320/Pic(440).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got a free ride this AM. Our french neighbor gave me and my uncle a ride dropping us off at Buendia MRT station. It was quite a fun ride with all the stories and jokes he and my uncle were cracking. Plus, i got to see how a french man drives in our country--basically, he was very pissed with undeducated drivers. He was outraged by some drivers that he was speaking in french (i have a feeling some of thenm wer frenc curses hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was my first time to ride the MRT from the buendia station which was quite cool since i have always imagined that station to be a SUBWAY station in a different country. Hahaha. Me and my imagination. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159818131958617522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tbQM0DVbI/AAAAAAAAAdU/7_2Xs_ibQ5M/s320/Pic(445).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on my way home, I caught up with a varsity orgmate who was really pressured as thier event (decathlon) is on the 7th of February already--which means he is on strict diet, sleep and training routine. He was quite funny to look at actually since his face spelled PRESSURE and NERVEWRECK hahaha. Well, that's two of my friends preparing for their meet--the other one being Til who is a tennis player. I wish i tried out for varsity back in first year. I guess i'll simply have to settle for UP Volleyball Club whose apps orientation would be tomorow afternoon. &lt;em&gt;Excited ba ako&lt;/em&gt;? Hope it would be a fun app process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJOKOVIC has now entered the QF of the Australian open so I still have one bet left in the games. hahhaaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-5338023017615370205?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5338023017615370205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5338023017615370205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5338023017615370205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5338023017615370205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/01/french-driving.html' title='French Driving'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tbdM0DVcI/AAAAAAAAAdc/37ARTjnaA4s/s72-c/Pic(440).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-7121238333389723695</id><published>2008-01-20T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:08:05.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennis'/><title type='text'>Tennis Weekend</title><content type='html'>Australian Open weekend for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! Since last year's Serena vs Sharapova match, I have been excited to watch the Australian open again--which i believe is where underdogs really challenge the the seeded players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, Serena (ranked 81) beat Sharapova (ranked 2 before becoming number 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, for my all-alone-with-food-friday-night TV session, Andy Roddick (ranked 6) was defeated in five sets by World's number 29 HKohlschreiber, despite Andy's 42 aces. It was quite a game--very exhilirating, &lt;em&gt;daming&lt;/em&gt; deuce&lt;em&gt; at&lt;/em&gt; tiebreaks, challenges, breakpoints &lt;em&gt;at kung anu-ano pa&lt;/em&gt;. So fun to watch. Imagine 3.42 hours total game play. Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this afternoon, i watched FEDERER almost losing to rank 49, Tipsarevic who really gave him a tough match--imagine another 5 setter, 3 tie break game. Cool! I wish Federer lost though, para naman battleof the underdogs. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, im still rooting for Kohlschreiber and Djokovic, i really hope either one of them ends up in the final 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis weekend! HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-7121238333389723695?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7121238333389723695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=7121238333389723695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7121238333389723695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7121238333389723695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/01/tennis-weekend.html' title='Tennis Weekend'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-74863669831922364</id><published>2008-01-16T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:14:26.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP college of Educ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EDR 121'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPSCA'/><title type='text'>Tandem Storytelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tcI80DVdI/AAAAAAAAAdk/HlGZnNjRWOA/s1600-h/Pic(409).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159819106916193746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tcI80DVdI/AAAAAAAAAdk/HlGZnNjRWOA/s320/Pic(409).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Czar in black and Kristoff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Performed tandem storytelling ealier in EDR 121&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I and Czar interpreted the book &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pikpakbum at Tiktaktok, ang magkapatid na laging nagaaway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; in front of our classmates, professor and two semi-pro storytellers, which was kinda nerve-wrecking and cool at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we did pretty fine for two storyteller newbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda enjoyed it actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I can attend a storytellers' workshop this coming summer because i'm simply falling in-love with tis particular art.&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;Orgmates are somewhat pushing me to run for Formation Director for Applicants (FDA).&lt;br /&gt;A part of me wants to but a bigger chunk of me just won't:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm not sure if I'm up for more responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm in a pit and I can't get out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-74863669831922364?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/74863669831922364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=74863669831922364' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/74863669831922364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/74863669831922364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/01/tandem-storytelling.html' title='Tandem Storytelling'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tcI80DVdI/AAAAAAAAAdk/HlGZnNjRWOA/s72-c/Pic(409).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-9183901514253718582</id><published>2008-01-15T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:44:15.637+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP college of Educ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dropping'/><title type='text'>Failed to Drop</title><content type='html'>EDSC 126&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159826142072624626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tiic0DVfI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ymm5pyXz4y0/s320/Pic(397).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had our class at NISMED (National Institute for Science and Mathematics Edcuation Development), a few buildings away from the College of Educ. The lab-classroom was really nice, it was similar to those lab-classrooms of Japan--well-lit with big windows, spacious, and simply conducive to learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were presented with materials which the institute has been developing to teach Math in the elementary grades. Cool maipulatives! &lt;em&gt;Syempre, kahit late ako, ang kulit ko pa rin dahil na-excite ako sa mga laruan hahaha. &lt;/em&gt;Really, I can't stop the kid in me, a reason why i'm really enjoying my course right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to drop a subject earlier (PI100) but the professor told me to at least try to take the exam which won;t happen until next week. Well, i really wanted to restart the subject for a more in-depth understanding of the topics but I guess it isn't a good reasonto drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was my first time to TOUCH and get hold of a dropping slip (the blue form).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nakakahiya pala siyang ilabas, nagtitinginan lahat ng tao&lt;/em&gt; (well, maybe it was just me being paranoid hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... what to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-9183901514253718582?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/9183901514253718582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=9183901514253718582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/9183901514253718582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/9183901514253718582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/01/edsc-126-had-our-class-at-nismed.html' title='Failed to Drop'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R5tiic0DVfI/AAAAAAAAAd0/ymm5pyXz4y0/s72-c/Pic(397).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3584561429499769738</id><published>2008-01-14T05:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T13:29:55.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storytelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Storytelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R4mcnYfkeCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/x9Ei7bGJ8qo/s1600-h/molmady_00370047-0001-thumb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154823448905938978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R4mcnYfkeCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/x9Ei7bGJ8qo/s320/molmady_00370047-0001-thumb4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, Saturday. 2 hours of sleep. Woke up at 5 am to a dark, gloomy, rainy morning. Then, rushed to school for our 8 am reporting in PI 100 (which i sooo want to drop). At around 11 am, sprinted to the Educ building to attend the storytelling workshop which also started at 8 am. When I arrived, they were already practicing the fisrt part of story telling--introducing of the book:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Greeting: "magandang umaga"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Introducing of one's self: "Ako si kuya JM"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Motivating question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Title of the book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Author and Illustrator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154823023704176658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R4mcOofkeBI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Q8EJN9eRGec/s320/Pic(395).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kinda sucked at first, with the speaker commenting that I was so tense that my chest and shoulders were so stiff. Plus, my voice did not sound natural, as if i was trying to make it big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the pm, we performed exercises to get rid of self-consciousness (which I am full with) which includes body distortions, concentration exercises and mirror imaging. I guess it was really effective since by the the time we have to deliver the entire story, i did quite fine:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Much better than this morning, JM"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Very interactive and good voice modulation"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha, it was fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I usually go to my aunt's house to storytell to my young cousins. I can;t wait to use the things i've learned from this workshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite only 2 hours of sleep, Saturday has been quite a nice day (",).&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/16542960-3584561429499769738?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3584561429499769738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3584561429499769738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3584561429499769738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3584561429499769738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/01/storytelling.html' title='Storytelling'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R4mcnYfkeCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/x9Ei7bGJ8qo/s72-c/molmady_00370047-0001-thumb4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3296037345353600295</id><published>2008-01-13T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T13:28:57.397+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP college of Educ'/><title type='text'>Hide and Seek</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R4meoIfkeEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/6yRWmBLnIe8/s1600-h/Pic(393).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154825660814096450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R4meoIfkeEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/6yRWmBLnIe8/s320/Pic(393).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We squirted paint.&lt;br /&gt;We played hide and seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool day. It started out with us squirting paint on pieces of paper as part of our classmate's microteaching in EDTEG 102 on ART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the afternoon, we played hide and seek at my EDR 121 (children's lit) class. We got to hide in the entire Educ building. As punsihment for those who came in late and for those whose group presentation was kind of unclear, they were the ones who were IT. Haha! I won. I got to receive 5 pieces of jelly ace. What was kind of funny though was that when I decided nobody's will ever going to find me (I hid at the open cloister, behind the auditorium. haha) i went back to the classroom just to find all of them already there, listening to Tecah Portia's new lesson. Haha. At least I won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like every day, today ended with ideas generated on my long way home (mostly on the MRT ride):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I soooo want to have a boarding house again so that I could join the UP Volleyball Club and UP Singing Ambassadors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I have just finished collecting the papers for shifting. Now, all i have to do is write a letter of intent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I am really considering dropping PI 100 (rizal studies) beacuse aside from it is eating so much of my time, the professor is plainly evil--imagine laughing at someone dying. Weird. Too much for my below sea-level consciousness. But just in case, I would be taking the subject under her again. I'm just not ready right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storytelling workshop tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Pi 100 report&lt;em&gt; rin &lt;strong&gt;(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blastingly irritating)&lt;/strong&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/16542960-3296037345353600295?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3296037345353600295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3296037345353600295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3296037345353600295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3296037345353600295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/01/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and Seek'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R4meoIfkeEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/6yRWmBLnIe8/s72-c/Pic(393).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-707950991700233667</id><published>2008-01-10T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T13:37:27.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inspiring people'/><title type='text'>Great people I met last 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R4TR6YfkeAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/M4fF7zbvoeA/s1600-h/934617619_cfc79c9f9f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153474674556172290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R4TR6YfkeAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/M4fF7zbvoeA/s320/934617619_cfc79c9f9f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have heaps of problems. The only reason I am alive is that I draw life points from people I meet and from friends I have (plus God's grace of course). I take hints from them on how to face life. As i have promised, these are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;of the greatest peeps I met last year, whose hints i'll be using my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♀ Ms. Blogalit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This down-to-earth Oblation scholar (top 50 UPCAT passers) is positively addicted to blog. With her use of the middle (neutral) register of english plus her writing style, reading her blog is like reading a hero's alter-ego's thoughts. Why? Cause in our tambayan, this miss is quite reserve and is always composed, with but a few words to speak ( yet, behind all that I'm really sure she simply is thinking, procesing whatever is happening around her) but when you read her blog it's like a different person altogether (persons &lt;em&gt;pala. Daming character hehehe&lt;/em&gt;)--very verbose, quirky, enthusiastic, clumsy, great, profound person.&lt;em&gt; Parang&lt;/em&gt; blog literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why her?&lt;/strong&gt; She taught me to improve my grammar and blogging skills. Her blog is saving me from being selfish by proving that there are other lives other than mine happening in this world. She can easily turn ordinary, everyday stuff to extraordinarily interesting bits. Bottomline, through her blog she inspires by providing you a good read on a daily basis--well, almost daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♀Ms. Green.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This environmentalist will amaze you on how she applies whtever it is she is learning. From trivias such as the number in ketchup sachets indicating the sweetness and sourness of it to perfume making, she won't fail to start interesting and witty conversations. &lt;em&gt;Suwerte niya haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why her?&lt;/strong&gt; her being pressured by people we know seems pissing to me, but not to her. She isn't affected by what other people think for she knows what it is she want and "loves." She can keep up with jokes that I thinks are way over the line already. She always keeps her cool. A very friendly person, start a conversation with her and you'll sure be surprised of what's behind her smiles, giggles and her pretty eyes. She reinforced in me the concept of accumulated learning, applying what I've learned from the very start of my course up to now in everyday stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♀Ms. Superior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This hopeless romantic with a superior IQ (AA lang ako hehehe) is one of the few ladies I met who isn't ashamed of her faith as a Catholic. With her nice eyes and smile plus a great life attitude, I'm really wondering why she still doesn't have a BF or sumtin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why her?&lt;/strong&gt; She is teaching me how to: be appreciative and thankful to God for whatever I have, be a risk-taker for life is about risks, and just be myself without caring about what other people say. Plus, her outright and logical (not the stupid kind) "mushiness" is proof of how deep she is an individual. Nice INTRApersonal skills. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♀ Ms. Sharapova.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This UP tennis varsity player debunked my hasty generalization of what varsity people are all about--lazy and "who cares"? Despite her grueling training and pressuring competitions, she really is studying well, not taking her lessons and requirements for granted. Plus, she is such a team player when it comes to group reports and activities--never leaving groupmates on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why her?&lt;/strong&gt; She is inspiring me to give my best in everything I am doing. She is proof that studies are not reason to forget about extra-curricular activities and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♀Ms. Big Momma&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; She is this psychologist who always has this giant bubble around her and that you enter it whenever you're near her. Oh, i forgot, the bubble contains all kinds of happiness in the world. Not that she is 100 % happy, but she is full of positive thoughts. Plus her smile and chubby cheeks won't fail to make you smile yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why her?&lt;/strong&gt; She is so confident despite people teasing her for her "voluptuous" body. She is a true friend who is always ready to listen. The good thing is, despite her being a psychologist she won't treat/make you feel as if you're a "subject" or a "patient" like what some psych majors do. She is goal-oriented and really manages her time well (despite UPSCA. hehe). Won't be surprised if she gets admitted to UP Manila's Med program&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♀Ms. Heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A responsible, stern person by day, a jolly, hopeless romantic by night. hehehehe. She knows what she wants and will give her best to get what she wants. A very friendly person, she will never fail to text you quotes that will make you smile. She will also drain from you all the skills and potentials you have for you to realize you have them. Plus, she is a WYD 08 deligate. Cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why her?&lt;/strong&gt; She taught me resposibility by example&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; She taught me to snap out of my immaturity and to face challenges by NOT running away from them. She held on to the potentials I have but am scared to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♂Mr. Timid.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;An expert optimist, a real family-son-brother person, a love-relationship-courting pro, a subtle theologian, an interesting writer, and a jack-of-all-trades, should I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why him?&lt;/strong&gt; A real big bro, a responsible person and what not, he taught me: to start that connection my Father and I seem not to have and to value the father-son relationship, to act more like a big bro to my sibs, to learn to focus, and to accept responsibilities. He even taught me the 101s of courting and dating. The all-around complete bloke. &lt;em&gt;Astig. &lt;/em&gt;Unfrotunately, Mr. Timid translates to Mr. &lt;em&gt;Torpe&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♂Mr. Opus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A conservative, logical Catholic, passionate theologian, a serious genius-diligent-lazyhater engineer, and a crazy dancer/singer/orgmate, this person will isnpire you to take a stand in life's zillions of dilemmas. He is one who knows what he believes in and will fight for it. He never is in the gray area especially when it comes to Catholicism, and will surely reprimand you if you are a cafeteria Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why him?&lt;/strong&gt; He will always help you find answers to questions when it comes to faith. An expert Angel's advocate, he can prove to you that there is a GOD and that HE works in every small thing, from sleeping to courting (wink.wink). Plus, he believes in the concept of a philosophical friend (which I believe is similar to Saint Aelred's "true friend")-- a friend whom you can share your life with (specially struggles, trials and dilemas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♂Uncle Muscles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My uncle, actually. Introducing me to gym training, he taught me how to be confident with myself--not being bothered and intimidated by other gym trainers (translating to other people), doing my own thing. Then, he inspired me to opt for the healthy lifestyle (e.g. eating veggies and avoiding alcohol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why him?&lt;/strong&gt; aside from the fact that he is a good dad to my cousin, he taught me: disicipline (through proper diet and gym training), and how to get acquainted with different kinds of people, not limiting myself to those I am comfortble with, getting out of my comfort zone basically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♂Bro. Four-Ears-and-a-Heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He became my Spiritual director who taught me a more serious prayer. He gave me a hug which felt like God embracing me. He taught me to listen to my emotions as if God is speaking through them, and to not always rely on reason and logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why him?&lt;/strong&gt; Despite my failure to heed most of his teachings, he listened to my thoughts and did not give me that judging look. He thought me to relax and feel God's presence and to just hold on to him through prayer. Though he is four-eyed (haha), it is as if he is four-eared for he really listens. God's man, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 people I would like to be (mejo lang hehehe) &lt;em&gt;hahahaha&lt;/em&gt;. Cool and great simple persons. &lt;em&gt;Ayan. Sige palakihin ang ulo&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. Seriously, at least your 100% certain you were able to change at least one person's life in you lifetime. Nice to know, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-707950991700233667?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/707950991700233667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=707950991700233667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/707950991700233667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/707950991700233667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2008/01/misses-and-misters.html' title='Great people I met last 2007'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R4TR6YfkeAI/AAAAAAAAAbU/M4fF7zbvoeA/s72-c/934617619_cfc79c9f9f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5643675827826291671</id><published>2008-01-01T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T13:46:35.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>2007 Blooh-Blahs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3skhofkd_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/JmXwvpSmbvQ/s1600-h/IMG_1966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150750759052408818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3skhofkd_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/JmXwvpSmbvQ/s320/IMG_1966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2007: My year of extremes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. This year has been one heck of a ride. Extreme downs and ups Whoa! Never thought I'd coem out alive. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the "not happening" of my wish for my 18th bday ( a wish i made back when I was 10 years old) to my drinking of 6 beer mugs of iced tea (sugar. bad. bad.) out of spite for God's not willing for things to happen, to 4 reprimands directly coming from our college secretary, to becoming an atheist for 3 days, &lt;em&gt;hay&lt;/em&gt;, this has really been a year. &lt;em&gt;Basta madami masyadong mga pangyayari na nakakagulat, nakakabigla, nakakaktakot. hehehehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In simple words, this has been the year where in for the first time in history, &lt;strong&gt;my plans in life have been shattered to oblivion&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm the person who plans life ahead. Believe me, i hate it when things don't go my way hahaha. &lt;em&gt;Kasi pinaghahandaan ko ang mga bagay-bagay.&lt;/em&gt; I hate surprises, what more changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, specially during the midyear after the streak of bad bad experiences, so many wonderful things happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Started going to the gym (up to now, 7 months na!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Went to 2 Summer camps (YFC, PYM where I met nice people)&lt;br /&gt;3. Became a "real" lector and commentator sa parish&lt;br /&gt;4. Became a dedicated pollwatcher (Started at 6 am ended at 11 pm) for the PPCRV. Even got into arguments with older and paid watchers (hahaha so proud (",))&lt;br /&gt;5. Joined a cool choir, the best a parish could ever have ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;6. Finally started with the course I really like but have been denying it my entire life, and am SO in love with right now-- EDUC--Bachelor of Elementary Education Major in Teaching in the Early Grades (BEed TEG)&lt;br /&gt;7. Got cable this year (ahhaaha)&lt;br /&gt;8. reconnected with old friends&lt;br /&gt;9. Got music sheets I really want&lt;br /&gt;10. And most importantly met NEW, GREAT, INSPIRING people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are they? That would be my next entry&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&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/16542960-5643675827826291671?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5643675827826291671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5643675827826291671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5643675827826291671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5643675827826291671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007-blooh-blahs.html' title='2007 Blooh-Blahs'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3skhofkd_I/AAAAAAAAAbM/JmXwvpSmbvQ/s72-c/IMG_1966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-1693161205499338912</id><published>2007-12-31T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T13:48:49.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homosexuality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koro Stigmatino'/><title type='text'>Colonel Sanders goes to Brooklyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3cnyofkd9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/1tXIrFsbbhs/s1600-h/Pic(372).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149628449738225618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3cnyofkd9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/1tXIrFsbbhs/s320/Pic(372).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Late last night, after singing in the 6:30 PM mass, went straight to the KORO house for Ate Grace's dinner treat. We ordered 2 boxes of Brooklyn's Pizza and 2 KFC bucket meals. &lt;em&gt;Ang tindi&lt;/em&gt;. The most carbs I ate all in one night for 7 months now. To hell with calories and carbs. Nothing beats great tasting food (not good cause it not healthy hehheheh) all for free. Thanks 'te Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149629124048091106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3coZ4fkd-I/AAAAAAAAAbE/OcfpTv17OFM/s320/Pic(370).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a meeting with the MD and the President afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also watched the TYRA BANKS show. The topic of which was on detecting homosexuality scientifically. Heck. Homosexuality &lt;em&gt;na naman&lt;/em&gt;. I have been studying this topic for so long now, both theologically and scientifically. Nothing was new execpt for the hair growth patterns:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;galing sa puyo:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clockwise--male dominant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Counter-clockwise--more inclined to femininity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever. It feels bad that sometimes people focus so much on a person's sexual orientation that they forget all the good in that person. Who cares if a person is gay? i'm not saying I'm for homosexual genital acts, 'cause Im not (specifically beacuse the Catholic Doctrines says so). I am actullay trying to discover this for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my best bud whose gay:&lt;/strong&gt; Dude, just hang on with your struggles. We both know God gave you that challenge for a reason despite the whole world judging you and despite the homosexual revolution of today. I know you are going to stick wtih the LORD. Promise &lt;em&gt;tol, dito lang ako.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;more pics?:&lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/26/Dinner_treat_ni_ate_Grace_29_December_07_PM"&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/26/Dinner_treat_ni_ate_Grace_29_December_07_PM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-1693161205499338912?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1693161205499338912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=1693161205499338912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1693161205499338912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1693161205499338912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/colonel-sanders-goes-to-brooklyn.html' title='Colonel Sanders goes to Brooklyn'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3cnyofkd9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/1tXIrFsbbhs/s72-c/Pic(372).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3027500203412976754</id><published>2007-12-31T04:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T13:36:18.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chain Chorus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='annual overnights'/><title type='text'>Annual Overnights</title><content type='html'>29 December 2007 (2:30 AM-10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3cg8Yfkd8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/8o5XVQiNgP0/s1600-h/IMG_1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149620920660555714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3cg8Yfkd8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/8o5XVQiNgP0/s320/IMG_1773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After practicing up to 2:30 in the morning with the KORO, I got home to see a couple of friends with my bro and sis watching DVDs cozily tucked in the sofa bed we placed as some sort of hangout in our preschool. Unfortunately, my eyes were drooping so badly that after a midnight snack I fell asleep in a split sec. Sayang. Maganda pa naman daw yung movie na 23 (starring Jim Carrie)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149620229170821042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3cgUIfkd7I/AAAAAAAAAas/qrkZQiPzSAE/s320/IMG_1769.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the AM, I cooked breakfast for them which we ate while watching memento mori-- a dramatic love story between two ladies with poor attempts of scarying whoever will be watching it. Totally did not enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div&gt;more pictures?: &lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/25/29_December_07"&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/25/29_December_07&lt;/a&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/16542960-3027500203412976754?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3027500203412976754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3027500203412976754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3027500203412976754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3027500203412976754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/annual-overnights.html' title='Annual Overnights'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3cg8Yfkd8I/AAAAAAAAAa0/8o5XVQiNgP0/s72-c/IMG_1773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-281470687653397414</id><published>2007-12-28T06:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T14:10:21.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car wreck'/><title type='text'>VAN mishap</title><content type='html'>Everyone has his firsts. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So do I. I had my first car mishap yesterday morning. After driving around the village to confirm caroling places for later, I attempted to park the car pass a narrow gate to somewhat impress my dad with my narrow-pass driving skills. Too bad I ended dissapointing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's worse was that I already heard that I hit the gate, but i panicked and forced the van to move anyway. &lt;em&gt;hay&lt;/em&gt;. In desperation, I tried wiping the orange scracthes away but to no avail obviously.&lt;em&gt; Hay&lt;/em&gt;. And then I saw my dad's face :c ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How bad was it? see for yourself. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148529685434759042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3NAeIfkd4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/-pJXA5v1L0E/s320/IMG_1753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148530218010703778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3NA9Ifkd6I/AAAAAAAAAak/4yipoMD9afU/s320/IMG_1754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148529887298221970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3NAp4fkd5I/AAAAAAAAAac/tC-QtwONWx8/s320/IMG_1755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sorry pops&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-281470687653397414?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/281470687653397414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=281470687653397414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/281470687653397414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/281470687653397414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/van-mishap.html' title='VAN mishap'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R3NAeIfkd4I/AAAAAAAAAaU/-pJXA5v1L0E/s72-c/IMG_1753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-1220820914459767909</id><published>2007-12-25T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T14:11:26.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whatever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas '07</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R2_ymYfkd3I/AAAAAAAAAaM/tNp4H7jv7gM/s1600-h/IMG_1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147599640331581298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R2_ymYfkd3I/AAAAAAAAAaM/tNp4H7jv7gM/s320/IMG_1455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas '07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;__________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As shown in the picture, I gave my three young cousins--James, John Paul and CJ--a box ofcolored chalk as a Chritsmas present. &lt;em&gt;AStig&lt;/em&gt;. Having learned from my major that we should opt for toys that promote creativity, toys which are open-ended (many ways to play with them), I decided to give them Crayola colored chalk. &lt;em&gt;Natuwa talaga sila&lt;/em&gt;. After convincing my aunt to allow my cousins to use the garage floor as a canvass/"paper", we filled it with drawings and scribbles that were something new to my cousins. Cool. I was successful in drawing them away from the computer games they were playing with before i came. I'm quite happy that I'm applying what I'm learning in early Childhood education. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;___________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pasko na pala.&lt;/em&gt; After early dawn masses, so-late carolings and tiangge raids, Christmas parties, choir duties, an asthma attack after three years and what not, Christmas has come and I wasn't prepared for the Lord's Bday. Bad. Bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hay... dON'T WANNA THINK ABOUT THINGS THOUGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sige na.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas &lt;em&gt;naman e&lt;/em&gt; Give myself a break please. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maawa naman ako sa sarili ko.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry Lord, nahihirapan talaga ako. Baka naman tinatamad lang ako lumaban?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-1220820914459767909?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1220820914459767909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=1220820914459767909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1220820914459767909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1220820914459767909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-07.html' title='Christmas &apos;07'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R2_ymYfkd3I/AAAAAAAAAaM/tNp4H7jv7gM/s72-c/IMG_1455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5797057941248657840</id><published>2007-12-18T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T19:45:13.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple plan'/><title type='text'>SImple Plan</title><content type='html'>Meron na uli new song ang Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;Cool! Can't wait for the 12th of February 2008&gt;&gt; release ng album&lt;br /&gt;For those out their reading this blog: My birthday's on Feb 1&lt;br /&gt;do the link&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHEN I'm GONE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"...Whoahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No we’re not gonna waste another moment in this town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whoahh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We wont come back, the world its calling out..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-5797057941248657840?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5797057941248657840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5797057941248657840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5797057941248657840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5797057941248657840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/simple-plan.html' title='SImple Plan'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6231312795165389877</id><published>2007-12-18T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T19:43:41.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whatever'/><title type='text'>Larangan ng Pagtakas at Pag-iwas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R2ZagYfkd2I/AAAAAAAAAaE/svZRPmz8i0k/s1600-h/people-are-afraid-to-stop-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144899136694548322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R2ZagYfkd2I/AAAAAAAAAaE/svZRPmz8i0k/s320/people-are-afraid-to-stop-you.jpg" width="303" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balik koro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kagabi, matapos ipahiwatig sa akin ang aking pagbigo sa mga tao buhat ng ako'y magtangkang tumakas, ay inilatag sa aking harapan ang ang aking mga responsibilidad bilang kalihim ng Koro Stigmatino. Ngayon ko lang napagtanto na gano'ng kabigat pala sila. Tuloy, ay napaisip ako. Hindi pala talaga puwedeng lagi na lang tumatakas. Kahit gaano na ako kabihasa sa larangan ng pagtakas at pagiwas, sadyang isip-bata ang ganitong gawain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko kasi ng responsibilidad. Nakakatakot. Nakakakaba. Magaling naman akong taga-suporta hindi ba? Ginagawa ko naman ang lahat sa aking makakaya upang maging isang mahusay na miyembro--maagang nag-aaral ng mga piyesa, pinahuhusay ang sarili sa pagbasa ng mga nota at ine-ensayo araw-araw ang aking boses upang maging isang ganap na bass. Hindi pa ba tama yun? Hindi ba talaga puwede yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malamang hindi. Siguro panahon nang harapin ko naman ang mga takot ko sa buhay, panahon na na ako ay lumaki't magbago. Kaya naman kagabi'y tunay na tumatak sa akin ang mga salitang ito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ka &lt;strong&gt;na&lt;/strong&gt; puwedeng matakot &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hindi ka na puwedeng mahiya&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ka na puwedeng magalinlangan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sapagkat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May kasaysayan kang pangangalagaan&lt;br /&gt;May pagkakakilanlan kang dapat protektahan&lt;br /&gt;Madaming umaasa sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at syempre, ang hindi mawawala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isko ka ng bayan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa totoo lang, nabigatan ako. Pero napansin ko kapag nabibigatan ako, lalo akong nagpupursige. Ganito ako sa aking pag-aaral. Kaya naman mahilig ako sa mga terror-prof. Dapat takutin niyo muna ako para ako'y gumalaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, ang hindi ko lang ganap na maaninag ay kung bakit kahit na akin nang napatunayan na ako'y&lt;strong&gt; isip-bata't duwag&lt;/strong&gt; ay sadyang pinagkaaktiwalaan pa rin at binibigyang pagkakataon upang bumawi. Ang wirdo. Hindi ba dapat napatunayan na ng aking pagtangkang tumakas na hidni ako karapat-dapat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wirdo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gayunpaman, nagdesisyon na ako harapin ang mga responsibilidad. Lagi kong sinasambit na di ko nais ang maging isang medicore. Kung gayon, dapat na akong mag-&lt;em&gt;mature.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At wika nga ng isang kaibigan, "steady lang...focus."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-6231312795165389877?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6231312795165389877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6231312795165389877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6231312795165389877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6231312795165389877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/larangan-ng-pagtakas-at-pagiwas.html' title='Larangan ng Pagtakas at Pag-iwas'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R2ZagYfkd2I/AAAAAAAAAaE/svZRPmz8i0k/s72-c/people-are-afraid-to-stop-you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-4144117550540172298</id><published>2007-12-15T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T21:56:47.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KUMPISALANG BAYAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOBLOCKS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-4144117550540172298?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4144117550540172298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=4144117550540172298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4144117550540172298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4144117550540172298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/kumpisalang-bayan-moblocks.html' title=''/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5973900971836108115</id><published>2007-12-10T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T04:20:23.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whatever'/><title type='text'>bull-fest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1vpbGtBuFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/lmjeVHjzMhE/s1600-h/IMG_0803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141960051438762066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1vpbGtBuFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/lmjeVHjzMhE/s320/IMG_0803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;_________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;things are just pure bull.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why can't people appreciate people for what&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they can contirubute, say in a society?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why do people pressure people to do things &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they are not comfortable doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why can't people accept NO for an answer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can't a person choose what he wants to share?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;why expect so much from a person? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever&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/16542960-5973900971836108115?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5973900971836108115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5973900971836108115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5973900971836108115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5973900971836108115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/bull-fest.html' title='bull-fest'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1vpbGtBuFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/lmjeVHjzMhE/s72-c/IMG_0803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3229883347550318954</id><published>2007-12-08T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T00:15:12.736+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP college of Educ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humiliating'/><title type='text'>2 busy-humiliating-entertaining days</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;6 December 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I damaged a house.&lt;br /&gt;Litterally.&lt;br /&gt;I was in the attic of our choirmate's house looking for the Christmas tree to be put up when poof...the floor (which is the ceiling of the master's bedroom) gave way. Luckily, my reflexes worked and saved me from the crash. &lt;em&gt;Kahit na. Nakakahiya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not one of my proudest moments.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I find it a comedic scene. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry &lt;em&gt;po talaga tita.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 December 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDTEG 102: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We surprised our Professor (Teach Diaz) with a mini birthday presentation for her--complete with a skit, dance, pseudo-cake and greetings--, just to find out that her birthday wasn't until the 5th of January. Hahaha. &lt;em&gt;Nakakahiya na naman&lt;/em&gt;. Nevertheless, she said she was really touched and surprised (surprise &lt;em&gt;nga naman, kasi di naman niya&lt;/em&gt; birthday. hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, our topic for the day was about toys. How cool could that get?--types of toys and what not. Teach brought samples of toys and we were asked to play with each of them. And among all the toys, this is my favorite: &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141256157838555106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1lpPGtBt-I/AAAAAAAAAZE/IbHFC9K-IYc/s320/Pic(329).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141256394061756402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1lpc2tBt_I/AAAAAAAAAZM/7wjGkyo53aA/s320/07122007(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Modeled by Ei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is an example of a divergent toy where there is NO one way of playing with it, rather you can be creative and imagine ways on how it can be manipulated. Cool huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDR 121 (children's lit):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141264949636610098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1lxO2tBuDI/AAAAAAAAAZs/QM6TJoYyUYY/s320/Pic(334).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Imagine having a children's book illustrator and a writer seating with us in the same classroom. &lt;em&gt;Astig.&lt;/em&gt; We got them answering for us questions about their expertise (they are the ones seating by the door--Leo Alvarado and _________). It came as no surprise that they are issues between publishers, writers and illustrators that are quite sad to tell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141260036194023442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1lsw2tBuBI/AAAAAAAAAZc/3k-Owik6PhA/s320/Pic(336).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then afterwards, &lt;em&gt;naglaro pa kami ng pabitin at palayok&lt;/em&gt; game. &lt;em&gt;Astig.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Daming candies. O&lt;/em&gt;f course I didn't it them (read: sugar haha). Still, it was really fun. &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That is my teacher holding the rope. Go teach!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_______________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ended the day by watching the gala concert of my brother's school choir, SIGLO of the Bloomfield Academy (my elem alma mater), which was kinda cool. I really liked the song "ilong." Syempre,&lt;em&gt; daig na naman ako ng kapatid ko pagdating sa&lt;/em&gt; facial expression. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-3229883347550318954?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3229883347550318954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3229883347550318954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3229883347550318954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3229883347550318954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/2-busy-humiliating-entertaining-days.html' title='2 busy-humiliating-entertaining days'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1lpPGtBt-I/AAAAAAAAAZE/IbHFC9K-IYc/s72-c/Pic(329).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6404327663104087890</id><published>2007-12-05T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T23:40:15.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Xristos-mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;TRIVIA:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the shortened form of Christmas XMAS, "X" stands for&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Xristos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;--the greek word for the Messiah, or Christ.&lt;br /&gt;______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas! I simply can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been awake for a while now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You've got me feeling like a child now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;`Cause every time I see your bubbly face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I get the tinglies in a silly place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Bubbly by Colbie Cailat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-6404327663104087890?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6404327663104087890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6404327663104087890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6404327663104087890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6404327663104087890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/xristos-mas.html' title='Xristos-mas'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3997209257561393809</id><published>2007-12-02T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T01:35:11.877+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='date'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOA'/><title type='text'>The Greatest 8 hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1GXa2tBt7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/iwqI1IZIP8w/s1600-R/Pic(268).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139055137423210418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1GXa2tBt7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/hvD-nPfSIjI/s320/Pic%2528268%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I read a book. It started somewhat like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; guy in cargo shorts, pink shirt and orange windbreaker meets up with a girl in white and green and brown top, and pants (describing how good she looks however,  is impossible or I simply am clueless on what you call certain women’s apparel. Take your pick). After almost three years, they will be meeting again. Why just now? Ask the guy who is stupid, undecisive, a no-to-risk cowardice, and what not, he never even bothered checking on the girl up until now..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shut the book and didn't bother to turn on the next page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stupid guy,&lt;/em&gt; I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Night. Mall of Asia. First time. Heck, was it huge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Visited the Science Discovery Center and enjoyed the place with all its booths and activities, particularly the planetarium. But then again I guess being with someone special made all the difference.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sigh...(",)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope I made you happy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“What you risk reveals what you value.”-jeanette Winterson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-3997209257561393809?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3997209257561393809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3997209257561393809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3997209257561393809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3997209257561393809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/12/having-faith.html' title='The Greatest 8 hours'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1GXa2tBt7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/hvD-nPfSIjI/s72-c/Pic%2528268%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5451175681670670385</id><published>2007-11-30T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T00:48:05.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courting'/><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>After all these years SOMEONE finally agreed with me that guys should not ask permission if they are to court a lady. Heck, what's the point of courting when you are somewhat assured of a possible yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-5451175681670670385?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5451175681670670385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5451175681670670385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5451175681670670385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5451175681670670385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/11/heck-who-cares.html' title='finally'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5863191964020364062</id><published>2007-11-25T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T01:01:04.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kwentista'/><title type='text'>Kwentista balang araw</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1GTRGtBt6I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ddLDrVoNVSg/s1600-R/IMG_0301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139050571872974754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1GTRGtBt6I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Ns2XaODmyTI/s320/IMG_0301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May bago nang naidagdag sa aking mga panagarap--ang maging isang magaling na kwentista. Ang pangarap na iyan ay pinalakas pa ng kanina'y ako'y gumawi sa isang pagpupulong at workshop sa larangan ng pagkwe-kwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weavers of Magic:&lt;br /&gt;Manunulat, Illustrador, Mananalaysay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakasaya namang tunay kaya naman walang pagsisi kong iniliaan ang oras ko nitong sabado upang makadalo sa seminar na ito. Nandoon si tito Dok, si Prof. de jesus at si Gng. Gagatigan na mahusay naman talagang magkwento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unang hakbang para maging kwentista?--huwag maging self-conscious masyado. Tandaang ang ginagawa ay para sa mga bata at literacy. Kaya ko kaya yun? Madami pa naman akong hang-ups at insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya yan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-5863191964020364062?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5863191964020364062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5863191964020364062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5863191964020364062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5863191964020364062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/11/kwentista-balang-araw.html' title='Kwentista balang araw'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R1GTRGtBt6I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Ns2XaODmyTI/s72-c/IMG_0301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6339786633304105629</id><published>2007-11-21T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:46:21.854+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><title type='text'>Wala lang</title><content type='html'>Things I promise to do before the year ends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. review my English grammar and registers. I have beocome quite an informal writer and I do not wish to stay as such&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. master the art of "genuine" smile. People--orgmates, choirmates, friends, and family members--have been commenting, if not complaining, on my fake smile. &lt;em&gt;Paano ba kasi?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(for crying out loud people, 'ine' in genuine is pronounced like &lt;em&gt;win&lt;/em&gt; and not like &lt;em&gt;wine&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. finish Noli me Tangere and El Filibusterismo with deep comprehension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. reach the halfway mark of the minimum number of children's books (40) we have to read for EDR 121. Lots of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. strengthen my left arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. read 5 full length books (yup I know that's a small number, but i have tons of readings in educ hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;wala lang uli magawa...&lt;br /&gt;inaantok na ako...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-6339786633304105629?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6339786633304105629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6339786633304105629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6339786633304105629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6339786633304105629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/11/wala-lang.html' title='Wala lang'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-7525281487353712560</id><published>2007-11-19T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:02:33.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><title type='text'>buntong-hininga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R0A3v7Z-chI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GMbWbbWdbzc/s1600-h/IMG_0294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134164871742386706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R0A3v7Z-chI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GMbWbbWdbzc/s320/IMG_0294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christ the King na next week&lt;br /&gt;Advent na the week after next&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hay...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasko na naman&lt;br /&gt;syempre masaya yun&lt;br /&gt;inaabangan ko naman yan bawat taon&lt;br /&gt;January 1 pa lang may countdown na ako sa kuwarto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sarap kasi ng feeling&lt;br /&gt;wala ka iniisip&lt;br /&gt;kasama pamilya&lt;br /&gt;birthday pa ni JC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hay...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana makumpleto ko uli ang simbang gabi&lt;br /&gt;sana makuha ko ang nasa top ng aking wishlist sa kuwarto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sana sana sana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana mabiyayaan ako ng uno ngayong semestre&lt;br /&gt;sana makaipon ako&lt;br /&gt;sana bigla na lang mawala ang life-long trial sakin ni Lord&lt;br /&gt;(hehehehe sori Lord joke lang, kakayanin yan)&lt;br /&gt;sana may magawa akong makabuluhan ngayong disyembre&lt;br /&gt;sana may matulungan ako&lt;br /&gt;sana may mapayuhan ako&lt;br /&gt;sana bigla na lang may lalapit sa akin at alam na niya kagad problema ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sana sana sana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana tumigil na ako sa kaka-sana&lt;br /&gt;sana lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sana sana sana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan ang wirdo na ng salitang sana&lt;br /&gt;sana sana sana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...Hosanna sa Kaitaasan...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana pananampalataya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sana sana sana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-7525281487353712560?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7525281487353712560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=7525281487353712560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7525281487353712560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7525281487353712560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/11/buntong-hininga.html' title='buntong-hininga'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R0A3v7Z-chI/AAAAAAAAAW0/GMbWbbWdbzc/s72-c/IMG_0294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3991080723499658082</id><published>2007-11-15T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T21:00:29.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NHI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rzrt5CrszBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/wux_Vs7OpSs/s1600-h/Pic(224).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132676289570589714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rzrt5CrszBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/wux_Vs7OpSs/s320/Pic(224).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kanina, nagtungo ako sa National Historical Institute (NHI) sa T.M. Kalaw, Ermita, Maynila. Matagal-tagal na rin noong huli akong bumalik sa Maynila kaya naman nakakatuwa na muli kong nakita't narinig ang ingay ng Maynila na aking kinalakhan noong Hayskul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132675104159615970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rzrs0Crsy-I/AAAAAAAAAWU/2ER2e8rSzl4/s320/Pic(227).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bumili ako ng collector's edition ng Noli Me Tangere at El Filibusterismo para sa aking PI 100--Philippine Institutions/Rizal Studies--kung saan sa loob ng sampung (10) araw mula noong martes ay inatasan kaming muling basahin ang mga naturang obra ni Rizal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa halagang Php 450, walang panghihinayang binili ko ang dalawang libro sapagkat sila na ang pinaka-huling kopya ng kanilang uri na inilimbag noong 1957 ng Martinez at sons. Tunay nga namang Collector's edition. Sa katunayan, nakapaloob sa mga librong ito ang mga orihinal na guhit at pinta ni Juan Luna na nagbibigay buhay sa napaka-makatotohanang paglalarawan ni Rizal ng Pilipinas. Idagdag mo pa rito ang pagtaas ng presyo ng mga libro bawat taon sapagkat sila ay "rare" kung tawagin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132675830009089026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RzrteSrszAI/AAAAAAAAAWk/j5EA3yBnX-M/s320/Pic(228).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wika nga ni Gng. Albina Fernandez, bakit nga ba nga ba ang mga Pilipino bumibili ng mga mamahaling bagay na walang katuturan ngunit pagdating sa mga pampanitikang bagay tulad ng mga libro ay nagtitipid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guilty.  tsk. tsk. tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero sa totoo lang muntik ko nang ipa-kansela ang assignaturang PI 100 sapagkat nasindak ako sa Propesor. Subalit nang aking pagisipan, mas mahalaga ang aking matututunan kaysa sa gradong aking makukuha. Kaya naman pagsisikapan ko ito. Ako ay isang mag-aaral ng Unibersidad ng Pilipinas, nararapat lamang na ganito ang maging takbo ng aking isipan at ugali pagdating sa pag-aaral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...kanina'y muli kong nasilayan ang Jollibee kung saan kami'y huling kumain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/16542960-3991080723499658082?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3991080723499658082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3991080723499658082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3991080723499658082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3991080723499658082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/11/nhi.html' title='NHI'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rzrt5CrszBI/AAAAAAAAAWs/wux_Vs7OpSs/s72-c/Pic(224).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-1327523314156880383</id><published>2007-11-13T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T21:30:18.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CSC Sportsfest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The True Story of the Three Little Pigs'/><title type='text'>Big Bad Wolf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RzhJaCP7NCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ACAzLMyFkao/s1600-h/Pic(216).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131932487017772066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RzhJaCP7NCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ACAzLMyFkao/s320/Pic(216).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Friendship is the paradigm of love"&lt;br /&gt;-Fr. JBoy, CSC sportsfest&lt;br /&gt;11 Nov 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di pa rin ako enrolled&lt;br /&gt;bukas kaya?&lt;br /&gt;nakakakaba ang PI 100&lt;br /&gt;Institusyon na at Rizalista pa ang prof at daming pinapabasa.&lt;br /&gt;Meron kaming 10 days para basahing muli ang Noli At El Fili.&lt;br /&gt;Mukhang busy talaga itong sem na ito.&lt;br /&gt;Anu kayang mangyayari?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para sa Assignment namin, nalungkot ako sa The True story of the Three Little Pigs.&lt;br /&gt;Misunderstood lang naman pala yung wolf.&lt;br /&gt;Parang ako.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Ang totoong nangyari...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(from wikipedia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The wolf justifies his journeys to the little pigs' houses as needing to ask for some sugar, his "huffing and puffing" as him having a cold and "sneeze[ing] a big &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Sneeze" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sneeze"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sneeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;", and his eating of the pigs as not letting good meat go to waste, since the pigs die in the sneeze anyway. At the very end of the book, it is revealed that the wolf has been telling the whole story from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Prison" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prison"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;prison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawawang Big Bad Wolf&lt;br /&gt;bakit ganun ang mga tao, kapag na-stereotype na ang isa, generalized na ang lahat. Panu ka nga naman magtitiwala sa iba?&lt;br /&gt;Ang hirap tuloy.&lt;br /&gt;Sana makatagpo na na lang rin ako ng Big Bad wolf tapos makakarelate kami sa isa't isa hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;Matapos manlibre ni Kuya Marlon sa Mcdo hanggang 4 am noong sunday(dude salamat sa libre), sporstfest naman ng UP Catholic Students' Community (CSC) ang pinuntahan ko. Syempre Kasali ang UPSCA. At syempre, kahit talo kami sa Basketball, nanalo naman kami sa Volleyball. At ang nakakatuwa, spike ko pa ang tumapos sa laban. Astig. Mula nung elimination hindi ako ma-settan ng maayos kaya di ako makapalo, pero astig na nung huling point pa ako nakatira hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Tagal ko na rin di nakakalaro sa tunay na kumpetisyon kaya naman nakakatuwa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sarap talaga ng spag sa bday dinner ng ka-choir namin.&lt;br /&gt;adik talaga ako sa spag. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay...buti na lang may spag nung gabi at least di ako masyado malungkot hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;Mga &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emo-eater&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nga naman.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131931915787121682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RzhI4yP7NBI/AAAAAAAAAWE/oli7dc7QAQw/s320/Pic(217).jpg" border="0" /&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/16542960-1327523314156880383?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1327523314156880383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=1327523314156880383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1327523314156880383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1327523314156880383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/11/friendship-is-paradigm-of-love-fr.html' title='Big Bad Wolf'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RzhJaCP7NCI/AAAAAAAAAWM/ACAzLMyFkao/s72-c/Pic(216).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-2053965915988606909</id><published>2007-11-11T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T09:29:54.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>Kahapon, nagsimula na ang aking klase, at astig ang mga assignatura (subject na lang, lalim e) tuwing martes at biyernes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131014592377074642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RzUGliP7M9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/BqZy6Ipexqk/s320/Pic(201).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;EDTEG 102 (8:30-10)&lt;br /&gt;Play and Other Physical Actvities in the Learning Process&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We formed a circle and then were asked one by one what types of play we were fond of when we were still kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I answered:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mataya-taya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-- running game where there's an 'IT' chasing after everyone else&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;titser-titseran&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--a role play where I get to be a teacher giving lessons to my friends and younger siblings hahaha&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;matchbox&lt;/strong&gt;--my all-time favorite toy. Like Hotwheels, this is a brand of small cars which i have by the hundreds. I use them to make my own 'busy intersection' and traffic flows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hay... sana bata na lang ako&lt;/em&gt; forever &lt;em&gt;para walang problema at konti lang ang&lt;/em&gt; changes&lt;br /&gt;Yup. I know it sounds immature, even for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDR 121 (4-5:30)&lt;br /&gt;Children's Literature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were asked what our favorite childrens' story is&lt;br /&gt;I asnwered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumplestiltskin because it was one of the few stories where the main character wasn't a princess or a prince. Which is kinda cool because i like weird things cause I'm weird hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I really like to imagine the woods where Rumplestiltskin can be found. &lt;em&gt;Syempre dahil wala kasi kaminmg probinsya&lt;/em&gt;, so anything woody and tree-ish is a good place for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's cool is that we are tasked to annotate/read/relish/enjoy &lt;strong&gt;40 chidlren's books&lt;/strong&gt;. Imagine, being graded for what i enjoy doing. Hahaha. How cool could that get? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's even cooler is that our assignment was to know the true story of the Three Little Pigs.&lt;/p&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;Anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 unists na ako Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;A couple of lines and some smiles then I'm ready to enrol.&lt;br /&gt;I have been really emo (as in emotional and not the vague music genre) this past sembreak so i'm really excited about the new sem where I could channel allt hese things to harwork and hopefully 6 unos. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I hate dealing with emotions. They suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131015335406416866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RzUHQyP7M-I/AAAAAAAAAVs/9h9SZNvOFZU/s320/Pic(203).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"Tell me what we got, tell me it's a lot tell me it's the real thingTell me not to change and always be the same, tell me that's a good thingIt's a good thingTell me not to lie, tell me not to waitTell me that you want the same things as meTell me that it's fate driving me insaneTell me it's the real thingThat keeps me hangin on"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Bo Bice, "The Real Thing"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-2053965915988606909?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2053965915988606909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=2053965915988606909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2053965915988606909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2053965915988606909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RzUGliP7M9I/AAAAAAAAAVk/BqZy6Ipexqk/s72-c/Pic(201).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-2136603751682384642</id><published>2007-11-09T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T09:41:54.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RzUMGCP7M_I/AAAAAAAAAV0/4bE-azeI00I/s1600-h/Pic(196).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131020648280962034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RzUMGCP7M_I/AAAAAAAAAV0/4bE-azeI00I/s320/Pic(196).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*hahahaha ayoko na ata mag-blog dahil nagkamali ako at na-ipromote ko ito sa mga tao,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kaya may nagbabasa na ngayon n&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day&lt;br /&gt;di pa rin ako enrolled&lt;br /&gt;2 lng subject ko: isang 8:30-10 at isang 4-5:30&lt;br /&gt;6 hours na vacant&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayusin ko n lang to mamaya&lt;br /&gt;_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interview ng WYD nung isanggabi&lt;br /&gt;nagulat ako na kasama ako sa initnetrview&lt;br /&gt;astig&lt;br /&gt;sana mapili ako&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;_________&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131020850144424962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RzUMRyP7NAI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ePryK7bzllE/s320/Pic(200).jpg" border="0" /&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/16542960-2136603751682384642?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2136603751682384642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=2136603751682384642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2136603751682384642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2136603751682384642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/11/first-day-di-pa-rin-ako-enrolled-2-lng.html' title='6 am'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RzUMGCP7M_I/AAAAAAAAAV0/4bE-azeI00I/s72-c/Pic(196).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6306771117724188017</id><published>2007-11-06T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T01:03:34.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koro Stigmatino'/><title type='text'>Blasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Ry88E3ULuHI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hXw_lsqDndw/s1600-h/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129384554864031858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Ry88E3ULuHI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hXw_lsqDndw/s320/IMG_0218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;3-4 NOV&lt;br /&gt;My last weekend before the second sem starts was quite a blast.&lt;br /&gt;Blast as in blasted to wastedness, blasted to amazement, and blasted to becoming a secretary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blasted to wastedness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our trainee evals in Koro Stigmatino,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...which was scary as hell. Being an inexperienced bass, it was as if no sound was coming from my mouth because of the pressure, nervousness, anxiety and what not. Feeling ko kakainin akong buhay ng panel. Buti wala yung crush ko sa Koro hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated the choir's 18th anniversary with a party. Syempre may inuman. We--the bass and tenors at least--ended up drinking and singing to the vidoeke's lyrics up until 6 am the follwing day. Hahahhaa. It was only then that i realized what wobbly walking is. I guess i wasn't really wasted yet it felt that i was pass my alcohol limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, it felt good to drink. &lt;em&gt;Wala lang&lt;/em&gt;. Some form of release. Ngayon lang naman. No worries, I have no plans to turn to alcohol in times of problems. I'm a tea guy you know. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129382209811888194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Ry858XULuEI/AAAAAAAAAVE/BtuZCjmMP7A/s320/IMG_0243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blasted to being Secretary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was voted new secretary of Koro. By the system(the secreatry automatically becomes vice next year and president the year after next) it says that i would be president in 2010. Weird system actually. Let's see what will happnen. Sabi ko nga in my speech, "magsisisi kayo." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129383120344954962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Ry86xXULuFI/AAAAAAAAAVM/hbJxS0dh014/s320/IMG_0279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blasted to amazement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It is a tradition for the Koro to invite the alumni to sing with the current members in the 6:30 pm Sunday mass nearest the anniversary. That's exactly what happened. We sang with the oldies (not that their old or 'sumtin) and they amazingly made my jaw drop. Througout the mass they were breathtakingly oh-so-good. lalo la yung mga sopranos doing their obligato in some songs. And when The Majesty was sang, I was really awestruck. I had been the entire mass actually. Hay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also my first day as secreatary. &lt;em&gt;Ang hirap pala,&lt;/em&gt; especially with the collection of the music sheets after the mass. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129383640035997794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Ry87PnULuGI/AAAAAAAAAVU/x1zIqHv4cHE/s320/IMG_0280.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;more pics?: &lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/13"&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;__________________________&lt;br /&gt;Just a day before enrollment. &lt;em&gt;Di ako nakapag-driving lessons this sembreak&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Hay. Sa Christmas break kaya?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also read a mate's blog entry about black and white and the gray areas in between. I promise to make a blog entry about it. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks LORD for this sembreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I pray that i'll recover from my state. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know that if i want to, I will be able to do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's a matter of choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If I'm for You i'm for You. If not, then I'm not. No in-betweens&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BDAY F8!!!&lt;/em&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/16542960-6306771117724188017?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6306771117724188017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6306771117724188017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6306771117724188017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6306771117724188017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/11/blasts.html' title='Blasts'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Ry88E3ULuHI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hXw_lsqDndw/s72-c/IMG_0218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-4966726612580137736</id><published>2007-11-01T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T00:01:27.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San juan cemetery'/><title type='text'>San Juan Cemetery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RyvS13ULuBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/PfZ3APJhW_U/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128424423514945554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RyvS13ULuBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/PfZ3APJhW_U/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A tiring day and I havn't retired yet, not until I blog&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12:00 am, i was at a friend's house with some of our friends. What was suppose to be a DVD marathon turned out to be a serious-mushy-cheesy talk about love and relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck did they put me in a serious hot seat. I hate this topic (check my previous entries). They asked me stupid questions like "bakit wala ka pa girlfriend?" and "May gusto ka ba kay ****? (**** was there with us actually!!!!%&amp;amp;#), just imagine how awkard it felt for me. Of course I had to do some answering. Pero syempre i'm an expert in geting out of tight spots--like giving safe answers for mushy questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it didn't end with my answer. The next thing i know questions were falling like bullets fromt the air. It was so weird and akward. Hay, i'd ratehr not tell the whole lot...&lt;br /&gt;______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128425480076900402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RyvTzXULuDI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Vn2uAFzuhHE/s320/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Lolo Papang's cemetery earlier at San Juan. Honestly, compared to my lola's cemetery in loyola, the place was really crammed with people. Plus, it was poorly maintained with skulls and garbage left here and there. But still, it was fun going with my cousins and aunts to the cemetery. admitedlly, i didn't had the chanc to get to know my mom's dad. He died when I was in third grade at age 8. To me, all that I knew back then was that I was so scard to take a peek at the coffin. It was only later that I realized that I wish I knew him better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also saw JV ejercito. hehehe i had a laugh when I saw that his head was really big hehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-4966726612580137736?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4966726612580137736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=4966726612580137736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4966726612580137736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4966726612580137736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/11/1-november-tiring-day-and-i-havnt.html' title='San Juan Cemetery'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RyvS13ULuBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/PfZ3APJhW_U/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3310958777040882883</id><published>2007-11-01T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T10:29:23.105+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Saint&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lola Goring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='October 31'/><title type='text'>The Invisible October 31st</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Ryk0fXULt9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/qqvV--n0rQs/s1600-h/10312007(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127687364177278930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Ryk0fXULt9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/qqvV--n0rQs/s320/10312007(015).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I forgot that October has a 31st day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it didn't surprise me that when i woke up this morning I was in a panic state. Being assigned the Wednesday-AM commentator for the month of October, I forgot that i am still the commentator for this morning's HolyEucharist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad. Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what happened then. Usually, the elders (yung mg titas in red skirts) get a bit angry whenever a fellow lector doesn't show up for their assigned duties, what more for a commentator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess &lt;em&gt;papagalitan ako pag nakita nila ako&lt;/em&gt; sa meeting--which won't be happening until next week since its all saint's day this thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpunta kami kanina sa Loyola Memorial Garden para dalawin si Lola Goring. Parang kelan lang noong namatay siya taong 2005--noong unang linggo ko sa Unibersidad ng Pilipinas(gagawan ko si Lola ng blog entry sa susunod). Kaya naman ika-3 taon pa lang ito ng aming pagbisita kay lola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naisip ko nga kanina bago kami mag-rosaryo, na nang pumanaw si lola nadagdagan ng isang araw ng pagtitipon ang angkang De la Paz. Si lola talaga, hanggang sa langit ay nagpapakita pa rin ng pagmamahal sa pamilya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrama na ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe. Sa totoo lang ang saya saya kanina. Nandun na naman ang aking mga pinsan na sa Pinas sa side ni papa na lahat ay mas bata sa akin. Ang weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;Ako ang pinakamatanda.&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko na kasi maging kuya.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127687561745774562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Ryk0q3ULt-I/AAAAAAAAAUU/LCOAn2-YklM/s320/10312007(069).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, kaya naman ako ay nakipaglaro sa kanila. Tapos ay nag-story telling pa ako gamit ang mga puppet na binili namin sa naglalako nito sa halagang Php 30.&lt;br /&gt;Nakatutuwa naman talaga.&lt;br /&gt;Akalain niyo na ako pa ang nagpabili nito kaysa sa mga paslit kong mga pinsan hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang bilis ng panahon, parang kailan lang na may tindahan pa si lola sa may harapan ng bahay namin kung saan lagin akong humihingi ng kendi. Na-mimiss na kita lola, sana nandito ka pa para makita ang aking tulong sa simbahan na natutunan ko pa mula sa iyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127690589697718274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Ryk3bHULuAI/AAAAAAAAAUk/zc9lRlo7-S0/s320/10312007(096).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for more pictures: &lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/11"&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/11&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;And may perpetual light shine upon them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;May the souls of the faithfully departed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;through the mercy of God rest in peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bukas kay lolo naman sa San juan North cemetery.&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/16542960-3310958777040882883?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3310958777040882883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3310958777040882883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3310958777040882883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3310958777040882883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/invisible-october-31st.html' title='The Invisible October 31st'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Ryk0fXULt9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/qqvV--n0rQs/s72-c/10312007(015).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6551418084083377649</id><published>2007-10-30T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T22:08:31.948+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whatever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sembreak'/><title type='text'>Messed up ME</title><content type='html'>Can't believe sembreak's ending. Compared to my previous sembreaks, nothing happened this year actually.&lt;br /&gt;Well, theoretically that's impossible. Nothingness is something happening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So far&lt;/strong&gt; this sem i was able...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) to get the original OVER MY HEAD&lt;br /&gt;(cable car) by the FRAY piano sheet for free&lt;br /&gt;and am almost finish.&lt;br /&gt;2.) to catch up with friends&lt;br /&gt;3.) to enter my 6th month in the gym&lt;br /&gt;4.) to cook and bake (learned new techniques btw)&lt;br /&gt;5.) t0 blog&lt;br /&gt;6.) to read&lt;br /&gt;7.) to watch movies&lt;br /&gt;8.) hay... and sadly, to think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana maka-driving lessons pa ako kahit less than 2 weeks na lang.&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, i have to finish my shirt design for the artwork contest&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KORO Evals na sa Saturday. Gudluck (lalo na sa Tagumpay piece).&lt;br /&gt;Plus the aniv party where I have to wear something cowboy-ish&lt;br /&gt;Another Gudluck.&lt;br /&gt;(I usually skip parties that require costumes hehe)&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;bummer...&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for a one more grade&lt;br /&gt;4 1.5s so far&lt;br /&gt;Not bad I guess&lt;br /&gt;I'm really enjoying educ so much&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;hanggang kailan kaya?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126754428561110962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 409px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="90" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RyXj_XULt7I/AAAAAAAAAT8/J_W23oUpVFM/s320/grades.bmp" width="345" border="0" /&gt;Really thanking the Lord for giving me 2 educ subjects, PI 100 and BIO 1 on the online enlistment. That's 2 &lt;em&gt;pahirapang-pumila&lt;/em&gt; down the drain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my enlistment schedule right now before the last processing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126753994769414050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="178" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RyXjmHULt6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/mIQ1krHx61s/s320/enlistment.bmp" width="354" border="0" /&gt;I'm trying to get a better PI 100 class (11:30-1:00) on a tuesday kasi EDR 121 lang ang meron ako at 4 pm (gudluck naman). Then also trying to see if I can get an EDFD 116 instead of the 2:30 PI 100.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LET's see what happens...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;__________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SERIOUSLY...&lt;/p&gt;I'm pretty messed up right now and it feels shit&lt;br /&gt;really just want to shout my lungs out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-6551418084083377649?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6551418084083377649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6551418084083377649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6551418084083377649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6551418084083377649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/messed-up-me.html' title='Messed up ME'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RyXj_XULt7I/AAAAAAAAAT8/J_W23oUpVFM/s72-c/grades.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6512348395244170170</id><published>2007-10-23T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T22:03:56.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RyXn4nULt8I/AAAAAAAAAUE/lmfVi4JzA48/s1600-h/Pic(168).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126758710643505090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RyXn4nULt8I/AAAAAAAAAUE/lmfVi4JzA48/s320/Pic(168).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooked our family's dinner tonight.&lt;em&gt; Pambawi&lt;/em&gt; hihi my mom was so worried last night 'cause i texted her that I'm on my way home at 11:45 pm and still havn't come home at 2:30 am.&lt;br /&gt;My bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I cooked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Leftover Chicken soup mixed with campbell's cream of mushroom&lt;br /&gt;*Home-made burgers and canned sausages which I electically grilled&lt;br /&gt;*Butterish gravy (although it tasted good, &lt;em&gt;namuo pa rin yung&lt;/em&gt; flour)&lt;br /&gt;*Sayote with egg strips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i was able to do something productive in this rather wasted and boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on my online grades: &lt;strong&gt;three 1.5s so far...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad considering my lack of focus and over-excitement this sem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-6512348395244170170?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6512348395244170170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6512348395244170170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6512348395244170170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6512348395244170170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/cooked-our-familys-dinner-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RyXn4nULt8I/AAAAAAAAAUE/lmfVi4JzA48/s72-c/Pic(168).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3088558475293967158</id><published>2007-10-23T06:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T10:31:54.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inuman sessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koro Stigmatino'/><title type='text'>Inuman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxxlFjFbHWI/AAAAAAAAATc/xbyhuqYqL8w/s1600-h/Pic(164).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124081622032522594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxxlFjFbHWI/AAAAAAAAATc/xbyhuqYqL8w/s320/Pic(164).jpg" width="266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weird. I kinda did not keep the Sabbath day Holy last night (or rather this morning) 'cause I took shots of gin and &lt;em&gt;lambanog&lt;/em&gt; with the koro up until 3 am. Well, theoretically, in the bible it says that to drink is not a sin but to to get drunk is (Ephesians 5:18)--having &lt;s&gt;a good&lt;/s&gt; control of myself and having a good grasp of what my limitations are took care of that so i did not really get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ACTUALLY, it wasn't the drinking that prevented me from keeping the Lord's day holy, it was the fact that I did not ask permission from my parents that I would be drinking up until 3 am that did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it was the first time i drank with friends, but i guess it was the first time i did not ask permission from my parents (well i have no idea when the session will end). But that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxxcWjFbHVI/AAAAAAAAATU/H1o_-JcBZcY/s1600-h/Pic(155).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started when kuya Marlon and Ate Anna mixed mango juice, milk, and sprite (which tasted really good). Someone suggested putting a little gin on it then one thing led to the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124081871140625778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxxlUDFbHXI/AAAAAAAAATk/q27wwZ_dsoc/s320/Pic(155).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Well, i usually don't enjoy drinking sessions ('cause i'd rather drink alone) but what i always like about these sessions are the conversations that keep rollling and rolling. And since i have a certain control, I always end up getting to know people "2-chapters-of-their-lives" better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE na namna yung topic kagabi&lt;/em&gt;. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I just woke up upon posting this entry, so i guess alcohol did have its toll on me after all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;more pictures at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/10/Koro_Sessions_21-22_Oct_2007"&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/10/Koro_Sessions_21-22_Oct_2007&lt;/a&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe Dumbledore's gay: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mugglenet.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://mugglenet.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/16542960-3088558475293967158?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3088558475293967158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3088558475293967158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3088558475293967158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3088558475293967158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/inuman.html' title='Inuman'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxxlFjFbHWI/AAAAAAAAATc/xbyhuqYqL8w/s72-c/Pic(164).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-7642064074183067040</id><published>2007-10-21T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T15:00:16.146+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Dayout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whatever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giligan&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papa&apos;s Bday'/><title type='text'>At Giligan's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rxo8GTFbHTI/AAAAAAAAATE/4mEAJ0We74E/s1600-h/SP_A1172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123473604987264306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rxo8GTFbHTI/AAAAAAAAATE/4mEAJ0We74E/s320/SP_A1172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate, did videoke, then ate some more. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, at Giligan's (festival branch) we celebrated my Dad's bday. We rented a videoke room where we ate our hearts out and sang our lungs out. It was really fun. Since my sister and I went to college, our family day-outs were lessened, no wonder we really miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, went around the mall, bought stuff, and window shopped. What was quite amazing though was that I bumped into my First grade teacher-adviser. Nostalgic. i could still remember that classroom where I first had a teacher that wasn't my mom (we own a prep schoolÜ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher LOR Lagdameo still looked young despite her retirement age--the sweet smile was still on her face, the posture that deserved respect was still earning respect, and her calming but stern voice was still making ears listen. Imagine, that was like a decade ago. &lt;em&gt;Buti na lang sharp talaga&lt;/em&gt; memory &lt;em&gt;ko &lt;/em&gt;on people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay... i wish i could just stay a first grader forever (hahah peter pan!). Really miss those times where you go to school, learn the basics, and enjoy life. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ya, it was nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS...&lt;br /&gt;Happy BDAY PAPS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wala lang&lt;/em&gt;. Even if my parents do not really know me, i still feel safe and protected when i'm with them. Sometimes, when everything seems chaotic, pressuring and simply "whatever-or-who-cares", it feels good to know that I have a family to go home to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-7642064074183067040?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7642064074183067040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=7642064074183067040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7642064074183067040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7642064074183067040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/at-giligans.html' title='At Giligan&apos;s'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rxo8GTFbHTI/AAAAAAAAATE/4mEAJ0We74E/s72-c/SP_A1172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6894087470688518322</id><published>2007-10-20T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T17:30:56.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burger King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Papa&apos;s Bday'/><title type='text'>Burger King (ATC)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxiwQDAcdSI/AAAAAAAAASk/mqBxHiyxdwE/s1600-h/Pic(139).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123038365865506082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxiwQDAcdSI/AAAAAAAAASk/mqBxHiyxdwE/s320/Pic(139).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ate at Burger King with my sister my mom and my mom's friend earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I had the snack pack--squid rings, chicken strips and fries(which is quite similar to shakey's Captain's choice) plus a BK Fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxivgDAcdQI/AAAAAAAAASU/KSRivSTKq_g/s1600-h/Pic(138).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123037541231785218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="196" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxivgDAcdQI/AAAAAAAAASU/KSRivSTKq_g/s320/Pic(138).jpg" width="271" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's cool about BK (&lt;em&gt;ngayon ko lang napansin&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was that it had free movies, free cellphone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;charging and free WIFI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SAN KA PA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rxi0KTAcdTI/AAAAAAAAASs/wim3qJn_UrY/s1600-h/Pic(140).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123042665127769394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="144" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rxi0KTAcdTI/AAAAAAAAASs/wim3qJn_UrY/s320/Pic(140).jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, we tried the hershey's sundae pie. Sugar overload so i did not even bother to taste it. &lt;em&gt;Pero wala rin&lt;/em&gt; cause i ate 2 small bags of fries--carbs, sat. fat, and trans. fat&lt;em&gt; naman&lt;/em&gt;. Too bad. I guess this calls for an extra 20 minutes sa treadmill tomorrow. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;________&lt;/div&gt;It's papa's bday tomorrow, I think we'll be having lunch then. &lt;em&gt;Di kasi pwede&lt;/em&gt; dinner because my sister will be attending a debut party and i have koro practice. At least the night's free for my parents to date or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rxi0ajAcdUI/AAAAAAAAAS0/6NOhRs6fSQo/s1600-h/Pic(141).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rxi1nDAcdVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/UpBpPMsUd44/s1600-h/Pic(141).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123044258560636242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="138" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rxi1nDAcdVI/AAAAAAAAAS8/UpBpPMsUd44/s320/Pic(141).jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY birthday pa!&lt;br /&gt;GODBLESS&lt;br /&gt;I love YOU&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-6894087470688518322?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6894087470688518322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6894087470688518322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6894087470688518322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6894087470688518322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/bk.html' title='Burger King (ATC)'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxiwQDAcdSI/AAAAAAAAASk/mqBxHiyxdwE/s72-c/Pic(139).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5184975529219066920</id><published>2007-10-20T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T12:07:57.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skyflakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lettuce'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuna flakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='after-gym food'/><title type='text'>Yum Yum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxgrRXYf3CI/AAAAAAAAASM/osA8GuwPgY4/s1600-h/Pic(129).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122892153468476450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxgrRXYf3CI/AAAAAAAAASM/osA8GuwPgY4/s320/Pic(129).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;This is what I usually eat after going to the gym:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuna flakes in water+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;durog na&lt;/em&gt; Skyflakes+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lettuce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then milk as a drink &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really tastes good plus it gives you the protein muscles need to recover without the guilt of trans fat, excessive carbs and sugar. You kinda feel healthy after each meal (&lt;em&gt;pero syempre&lt;/em&gt;, there's always the psych part to it. (",)). hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-5184975529219066920?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5184975529219066920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5184975529219066920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5184975529219066920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5184975529219066920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/yum-yum.html' title='Yum Yum'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxgrRXYf3CI/AAAAAAAAASM/osA8GuwPgY4/s72-c/Pic(129).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-2440172459261906310</id><published>2007-10-18T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:53:18.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bummage'/><title type='text'>"BUMMAGE"</title><content type='html'>It's 10:36 and In less than 7 hours i would be awake again to jog &lt;strong&gt;yet&lt;/strong&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;My sembreak has been proving to be boring, bumming and what not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walang magawa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm simply idle to do things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when i don't get any allowance to go to wherever&lt;br /&gt;(though I get fare to go to the gym&amp;amp;church)&lt;br /&gt;Naalala ko kasi 18 na ako, and October ngayon, punta kaya ako Okterberfest?!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started to fix my stuff from the previous sem--rewriting notes I would be needing in the future, reviewing things I should have a good grasp of, discovering notes I planned to rewrite but was never able to, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 10:41&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Hope someone would just call me and then invite me to do something&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;libre dapat&lt;/em&gt; hehehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go to the Shroud of Turin exhibit. At 250 bucks i guess it ain't that bad even if it's just a replica. Plus, i haven't even stepped a foot on MALL OF ASIA (&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asian Mall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;pala sabi ni manong driver&lt;/em&gt; hehehe) even if I pass by it everyday in going home from UP. Heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to finish my design for the ARTWORK T-shirt design contest. &lt;em&gt;hmmm... Anu nga ba?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAY... Total bummer...so much time to think about things i don't really wanna think about&lt;br /&gt;HAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 10:45&lt;br /&gt;zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-2440172459261906310?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2440172459261906310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=2440172459261906310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2440172459261906310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2440172459261906310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/bummage.html' title='&quot;BUMMAGE&quot;'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-7175563396439383835</id><published>2007-10-18T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:05:52.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KAHAPON...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXO16vIXaI/AAAAAAAAARA/jJKQE-nZxQE/s1600-h/Pic(128).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXPG6vIXbI/AAAAAAAAARI/JhZzr3GVN98/s1600-h/Pic(127).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122227868956908978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="147" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXPG6vIXbI/AAAAAAAAARI/JhZzr3GVN98/s320/Pic(127).jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nagbake kami uli ni ate Jo ng Sguar Cashew cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Masarap naman, sayang lang kasi dapat choco-chip cookies uli kaya lng naubusan kami ng baking soda. Ayun, ginamit namin ang bagong cookie cutters ni ate jo nakaktuwa hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pagkatapos, dumaan ako ng simbahan, madilim na, 3 lang kami na sa loob. Ang laki pa naman ng simbahan. Nagdasal...nagisip...nakonsensya...nalungkot...hay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXPp6vIXcI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PugkB91GkYI/s1600-h/Pic(128).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122228470252330434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="143" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXPp6vIXcI/AAAAAAAAARQ/PugkB91GkYI/s320/Pic(128).jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Syempre di rin ako nakasama sa STAR CITY/pool party sem-ender ng UPSCA. Sayang. wala kasi talaga ako pera (Panu ba kumita ng pera?). At meron rin kasi praktis ang koro. Kumpleto kaming bass na nagpraktis. Walang alto. Isang sop. Isang tenor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-7175563396439383835?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7175563396439383835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=7175563396439383835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7175563396439383835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7175563396439383835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/nagbake-kami-uli-ni-ate-jo-ng-sguar.html' title=''/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXPG6vIXbI/AAAAAAAAARI/JhZzr3GVN98/s72-c/Pic(127).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-4078908275295342592</id><published>2007-10-16T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:18:39.172+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cool things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lube'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koro Stigmatino'/><title type='text'>Of Workshops, Baskets and Lubes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Had a singing workshop with Koro stigmatino yesterday. Did exercises for breathing and singing, which was quite nostlgic for those were the exercises my first choir teacher (the lecturer's wife) taught us when I was still a kid--all naughty and hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it reinforced my diaphragmatic breathing I learned from Speech 111 (voice and diction-- dos lang ako. too bad.) and whichI have been applying in my way of talking and singing (pati nga ata laughing ko diaphragmatic heheheh).&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXTTKvIXfI/AAAAAAAAARk/Deg_q3MQZvU/s1600-h/Pic(126).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122232477456817650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="176" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXTTKvIXfI/AAAAAAAAARk/Deg_q3MQZvU/s320/Pic(126).jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also went to Puregold and Ministop (with kuya Marlon and Ate Jo) to buy some merienda for the workshop. look at what cool stuff i saw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXR6avIXdI/AAAAAAAAARY/KewKKLtw30Y/s1600-h/Pic(123).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122230952743427538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 89px" height="162" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXR6avIXdI/AAAAAAAAARY/KewKKLtw30Y/s320/Pic(123).jpg" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. A horny lube which comes in ice and fire (hihi♂)&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;em&gt;nakalagay pa dun&lt;/em&gt;. "wait for cooling sensation before starting"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH Astig diba?&lt;br /&gt;2. and a cool basket with wheels&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;em&gt;san ka pa? basket pa ba yun?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-jog na ako kanina tapos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;last day of requirements ngayon so&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKASYON NA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;tomorrow&lt;/s&gt; I'm officially in SEMBREAK mode!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-4078908275295342592?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4078908275295342592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=4078908275295342592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4078908275295342592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4078908275295342592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/had-singing-workshop-with-koro.html' title='Of Workshops, Baskets and Lubes'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXTTKvIXfI/AAAAAAAAARk/Deg_q3MQZvU/s72-c/Pic(126).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-8387497739204955403</id><published>2007-10-15T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:20:40.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flixotide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='claritin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allergic rhinitis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasonal rhinits'/><title type='text'>Flixotide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXTzqvIXgI/AAAAAAAAARs/3Di3QUokejc/s1600-h/Dup(1)Pic(107).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122233035802566146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="256" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXTzqvIXgI/AAAAAAAAARs/3Di3QUokejc/s320/Dup(1)Pic(107).jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the time of the year when my nose comes&lt;br /&gt;to life and haunts and daunts me,&lt;br /&gt;when my nostrils are my worst nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;when i want to go to God and have my nose replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From around September to December,&lt;br /&gt;it's the time of the year when my seasonal rhinitis&lt;br /&gt;pairs up with my allergic rinitis to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan kaya naman nandito na uli ang aking best friends na sila Flixotide at Claritin--ang aking nasal spray at anti-allergy pills. Every year, walang mintis na nagkikita-kit kami ng aking mga best friends. Kaya lang (Buti na lang!) wala na si inhaler at nebulizer, Huling nagkita kami noong 4th year high school 9sana wag ko na sila uli makita heheheh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PICS TO FOLLOW)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-8387497739204955403?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8387497739204955403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=8387497739204955403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8387497739204955403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8387497739204955403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/flixotide.html' title='Flixotide'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXTzqvIXgI/AAAAAAAAARs/3Di3QUokejc/s72-c/Dup(1)Pic(107).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-5810891445269833330</id><published>2007-10-14T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T17:30:10.728+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday Night'/><title type='text'>A long Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXUWKvIXhI/AAAAAAAAAR0/VbJFYCyGB9M/s1600-h/Pic(121).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122233628508053010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXUWKvIXhI/AAAAAAAAAR0/VbJFYCyGB9M/s320/Pic(121).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had our choir practice at Kuya PJ's (a Koro alumnus) place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wala lang syempre late na naman ang mga tao kaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;we finished at around 11 pm. Someone auditoned,&lt;br /&gt;we finished the Jingle bells piece(how i miss the normal jingle bells where all was so simple hehe), and they ate spag ang chix (which I really wish i had some of but i really overate before going to the practice so no chance at that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXVB6vIXiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ZuIzfrKd9Iw/s1600-h/Pic(119).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122234380127329826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXVB6vIXiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/ZuIzfrKd9Iw/s320/Pic(119).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nagyaya pa sila sa bday ni Kuya Derrick&lt;/em&gt;. We were really supposed to go but after waiting for them--which was like oblivion&lt;em&gt;--tinamad na rin kami&lt;/em&gt; hehehe. (ATE STEPH promise &lt;em&gt;nag-intay kami sa labas ng&lt;/em&gt; house!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-astig nga pala architectural and interior design ng house nila kuay PJ&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-natalo pa ako sa pustahan kung Baritone or Tenor yung nag-audition hehhehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-napagusapan na naman ang future at love at kung anu-ano...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-5810891445269833330?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/5810891445269833330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=5810891445269833330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5810891445269833330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/5810891445269833330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-talk.html' title='A long Talk'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RxXUWKvIXhI/AAAAAAAAAR0/VbJFYCyGB9M/s72-c/Pic(121).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-1491531571004583161</id><published>2007-10-09T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T08:54:55.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Schedule'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to-do list'/><title type='text'>Ber Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Paguran month na.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;LAST 3 DAYS!!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;LAST 2 DAYS!!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;YAHOOO! case study na lang!!!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Dami dapat gawin.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last stretch na para sa semestreng ito&lt;br /&gt;seryosohin na ang dapat seryosohin para maka-uno.&lt;br /&gt;Possible pa kaya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDCO 101: Instruction to Guidance and Counselling&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strike&gt;Personality and IQ test&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;s&gt;1 Exam&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;s&gt;Reporting on Stress Management&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;s&gt;Autobiography&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;s&gt;"20-Affirmations stuff"&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;s&gt;Lifeline &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDSP 101: Intro to Special Education&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;Reporting on Visual Impairment&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDTEG 101: Theories on Teaching in the Early Grades&lt;br /&gt;Septmeber 1: &lt;s&gt;Manila Waldorf School Observation&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: &lt;s&gt;Reaction Paper on the Observation&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11: &lt;s&gt;2nd Long Exam&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12: &lt;s&gt;Field Trip&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18: &lt;s&gt;UPIS observation&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24: &lt;s&gt;Reporting (handouts)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October&lt;br /&gt;9: &lt;s&gt;3rd Long Exam&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15: &lt;s&gt;Submission of Case Study&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psych 101: Intro to Psychology&lt;br /&gt;Septemeber 14: &lt;s&gt;2nd Long Exam&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: &lt;s&gt;Paper on Learning&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?: &lt;s&gt;5&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;1.5&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;.5 Hours of experiment participation&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 5: &lt;s&gt;3rd Long Exam&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENV SCI 1: Enviromental Science&lt;br /&gt;17: &lt;s&gt;3rd Quiz&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: &lt;s&gt;Term paper on an Evironmental Issue&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra-curricular&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;s&gt;UPSCA activities&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21-23: &lt;s&gt;Koro Stigmatino Retreat (Batangas)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... sana po matapos ko lahat ng mga ito&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-1491531571004583161?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1491531571004583161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=1491531571004583161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1491531571004583161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1491531571004583161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/ber-days.html' title='Ber Days'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-4224932485075049813</id><published>2007-10-03T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T23:04:32.673+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sem-edner'/><title type='text'>Bagong tambayan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RwZLQjolakI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/fk5a3J1mX1Y/s1600-h/Pic(088).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117860774368602690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RwZLQjolakI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/fk5a3J1mX1Y/s320/Pic(088).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ayan, nakalipat na ako ng gym kanina.&lt;br /&gt;Nakakatuwa kasi mas maganda itong bago kong gym kaya lang&lt;br /&gt;nakakapanibago na ibang mga tao na naman ang kasama ko;&lt;br /&gt;wala na yung mga pamilyar na mga mamang nakakatakot&lt;br /&gt;(pero ayokong mag-bulk up ng ganun hehehe. Scary.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RwZL0zolamI/AAAAAAAAAPg/L0F0cOK-6qs/s1600-h/Pic(083).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117861397138860642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="165" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RwZL0zolamI/AAAAAAAAAPg/L0F0cOK-6qs/s320/Pic(083).jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos halos lahat ng equipment ay machines kaya&lt;br /&gt;nanibago ako kasi puro manu-mano ang alam kong gamitin hehehe&lt;br /&gt;Di tulad ng dati, wala ng spot-an at tulungan kasi machines na nga e&lt;br /&gt;heheehe, in other words--wala ng communication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya iba pa rin kapag local gym na walang aircon at shower ang&lt;br /&gt;pinupupuntahan mo. Mas masaya kasi parang pamilya kayo dun.&lt;br /&gt;E sa gym na katulad nito, kanya-kanya na. O kaya naman, kausap mo lang ang trainer at hindi ang ibang nag-gygym. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RwZLejolalI/AAAAAAAAAPY/g9SPlobG4Ms/s1600-h/Pic(087).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117861014886771282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="185" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RwZLejolalI/AAAAAAAAAPY/g9SPlobG4Ms/s320/Pic(087).jpg" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, para ma-maintain itong gym na ito, kelangan ko na magtrabaho dahil nilinaw ng aking mahal na ina na hindi niya ako uli susustentuhan sa gym. huhuhu. Kaya naman next sem ay magtututor na ako. Working student para maka-workout. hehehe. wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay konti na lang tapos na itong semestreng ito. Gusto ko ng mag-jogging, mag-bake, mag-drive, magbasa, mag-pc, manood ng marathon, matulog ng sobra-sobra. hehehehe konti na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;more pics? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/2/My_Fitness_Gym"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/2/My_Fitness_Gym&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LORD, sorry nga pala para sa araw na ito...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-4224932485075049813?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4224932485075049813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=4224932485075049813' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4224932485075049813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4224932485075049813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/bagong-tambayan.html' title='Bagong tambayan'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RwZLQjolakI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/fk5a3J1mX1Y/s72-c/Pic(088).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-1401580253279160436</id><published>2007-10-01T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T17:55:30.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sem-edner'/><title type='text'>sem-ender</title><content type='html'>huling linggo na to!&lt;br /&gt;Gudluck sa enrollment ko next sem--non major na kasi ako&lt;br /&gt;Pahirapan na naman ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto na lng req's ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDTEG 101: Case study and Final Exam&lt;br /&gt;ENVSCI      : Final paper&lt;br /&gt;EDCO 101  : Autobiography&lt;br /&gt;PSYCH 101: Credit sheet and Final Exam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok lang ba matakot ma-attach sa mga tao,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sa mga kaibigan, bagong kakilala?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wala lang. Nahihirapan ako kapag biglang di naman pala tatagal ang pagsasamahan eheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-1401580253279160436?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1401580253279160436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=1401580253279160436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1401580253279160436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1401580253279160436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/10/sem-ender.html' title='sem-ender'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-1277523395648835339</id><published>2007-09-27T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T23:06:09.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koro Stigmatino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handouts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym hopping'/><title type='text'>GYM HOPPING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;26 Septemeber 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my church service, i took a nap. Then my mom woke me up beacause my uncle called to invite me to gym hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kaya naman&lt;/em&gt;, we checked seven gyms all in all. Astig, iba-ibang instructors, iba-ibang lugar. There was even one wherein there was an indoor bball place and badminton court. Ayos!&lt;br /&gt;But i'm eyeing this gym in philam with state-of-the-art gym equipment and an all-around insturctor. At a reasonable price (1000 pesos less than fitness first?, i'm currently convincing my mom to enroll me in. &lt;em&gt;May&lt;/em&gt; boxing gym &lt;em&gt;pa sa taas&lt;/em&gt;. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana may gym na uli ako&lt;/em&gt; by friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;24-25 Septemeber&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since sumama ako sa Retreat, I wasn't able to make the handouts for a report on tuesday. I had no choice but to stay up until 3 am to finish the handouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117862939032119938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="111" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RwZNOjolaoI/AAAAAAAAAPw/FlpizLshRoo/s320/Pic(071).jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, this was the hardest handout i've ever designed and made all by my self hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDUC nga naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117862569664932466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="182" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RwZM5DolanI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ExcARSyfJ2U/s320/Pic(074).jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;more pics? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/1/Hardest_handouts_I_ever_made"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://themistermistaker.multiply.com/photos/album/1/Hardest_handouts_I_ever_made&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21-23 Septemeber&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY-SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KORO STIGMATINO Retreat &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114488907213662722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RvpQkDolagI/AAAAAAAAAOk/_iyzUsnriNg/s320/Pic(056).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start with, syempre late na naman ang mga tao. hehehehe. I was really hoping that since this was somewhat an outing, all will come early. I guess being late is really a KORO sickness hhhehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RvpLhToladI/AAAAAAAAAOM/e8nh4YserSQ/s1600-h/Pic(055).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114483362410883538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="182" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RvpLhToladI/AAAAAAAAAOM/e8nh4YserSQ/s320/Pic(055).jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We left at around 10 pm, picked up ate joyce and ate grace at their places, travelled thorugh the night then at midnight stopped over a bulaluhan place. All this while i was sneezing my nose off my face. &lt;em&gt;At Syempre, dahil malamig ang weather, hirap na naman ako mag-&lt;/em&gt;adjust &lt;em&gt;sa &lt;/em&gt;temp (too much for my seasonal, and allergic rhinitis). Then, we continued on through a winding-foggy-mountain road that kept everybody awake. Kahit na may foglights, wala pa rin kami makita kaya nga astig si kuya derick kasi, for some reason, it was as if he could see the road as is--ala nightvision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114488224313862642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="177" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RvpP8TolafI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3FU4En-4-7o/s320/Pic(059).jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;VILLA BRUNORA: Bagyo... kaya di rin kami naka-swim. Ay! retreat nga pala pinunta namin doon. Kahit na hindi nakapunta sa FR. Mervin, ayos pa rin kasi may dumalo namang 2 madre at nakapag-share naman ang mag tao. Dami ko natutunan tunkgol sa mga KORO memebers, kaya mas nakilala ko sila. Grabe. Adik mga tao! heheheh Ang saya-saya nila. Lanu na sila ate Grace, ate Joyce at ate Steph. Hindi nga halatang mas madami ang mga lalaki sa babae na sumama e. hhehehhe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RvpPoTolaeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/OdP2p27Ec24/s1600-h/Pic(062).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114487880716478946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="198" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RvpPoTolaeI/AAAAAAAAAOU/OdP2p27Ec24/s320/Pic(062).jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Basta, madaming napag-kwentuhan. Ang daming nagawa. Nagtakutan, nagtawanan, nag-inuman (lasang robitusin yung 40%- alcohol vodka and sprite, worse: lasang redwine with tempra yung vodka and coke) nagdasal, nagkwentuhan, nagkantahan, nag-picturan nagkainan, naghabulan, at nag-volleyball pa. Malamang di ako nakagawa assignment kahit na nagdala ako. Asa naman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Masaya talaga. At noong pauwi na kami, akalain mo na ang 3-hour travel from batangas to LP ay ngakaroon ng 4 na stop0over. ADIK! heheehhe. Pero ayos pa rin. Ang saya ng biyahe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Natapos ang retreat sa isang misa sa Parish. Nagsimba kami sabay-sabay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oo nga pala, nakilala ko pa ang pamangkin ni ate Grace na si Edrick- ang cute na 4-year old na napagkwantuhan namin sa biyahe heheehe. Excited na akong pumasa sa EDUC at magturo sa mga bata. Madali kasing makita si GOD sa kanila :-&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;21 SEPTEMBER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114482005201217970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="179" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RvpKSTolabI/AAAAAAAAAN8/4yaQfzII6iI/s320/Pic(046).jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm poor with changes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After just 5 months of weight training, the local gym where i go to three times a week has been shutdown--primarily because of shifts in management. I actually never thought i'd feel sad about the sudden change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RvpLCzolacI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1UPsl3Dhy_M/s1600-h/Pic(031).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114482838424873410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RvpLCzolacI/AAAAAAAAAOE/1UPsl3Dhy_M/s320/Pic(031).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Situated at the top floor of a building in Manuela, the gym's windows give you a great view of the Las Pinas skyline (no wonder that in every in-between sets, we often hang out by the windows). And with good ventialtion, enough lighting and nice gym-goers and trainers, the gym was really a home to me, home to my release of all my aggressions, frustrations and what not. &lt;em&gt;Basta astig&lt;/em&gt;. Every gym day, i get so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of a home is what i think made things worse. This actually is a perk of a local gym, the familiarity of the people--their stories, experiences, spotting, grunts and moans are oh-so-familiar. All these makes you at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya dahil last day ko ngayon, nalungkot ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay...&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to another gym, i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/16542960-1277523395648835339?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1277523395648835339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=1277523395648835339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1277523395648835339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1277523395648835339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/gym-hopping.html' title='GYM HOPPING'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RwZNOjolaoI/AAAAAAAAAPw/FlpizLshRoo/s72-c/Pic(071).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6022830141654771049</id><published>2007-09-11T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:00:55.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Five personality test'/><title type='text'>PSYCH 101 personality test</title><content type='html'>HAd to ake this test for my psych 101 class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.outofservice.com/bigfive/results/?o=90&amp;amp;c=58&amp;amp;e=83&amp;amp;a=83&amp;amp;n=32"&gt;I'm a O90-C58-E83-A83-N32 Big Five!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-6022830141654771049?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6022830141654771049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6022830141654771049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6022830141654771049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6022830141654771049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/09/psych-101-personality-test.html' title='PSYCH 101 personality test'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-2680290049478625447</id><published>2007-08-27T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T20:28:01.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baking'/><title type='text'>Baking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RtEAjKF8yqI/AAAAAAAAANM/hUX2qb7OO94/s1600-h/PicÃ¼(167).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102860456792214178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RtEAjKF8yqI/AAAAAAAAANM/hUX2qb7OO94/s320/Pic%C3%BC(167).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love cooking. Admittedly though, not the gourmet stuff. I mean i do cook the basics, experiment on them, and gobble them all. I guess my taste buds are simply ordinary. I make whatever there is that i can make with the available ingredients. I don't buy whatdyacallthem herbs, spices and what not. I invent. Hehehe &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately,when it comes to baking i'm kinda the dumb-dumb. That's why the moment i learned that ate Jo bakes cakes and pastries, I just wasn't able to stop myself from asking her to teach me. And so she did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She invited me to her house to bake (or did she? hmmm). I shopped for the ingredients (Eaji and cakes?)--entering for the first time a confectionery shop (sniffing the oh-so-good smell of bars and bars of chocolate, gazing on the tons of sprinkles on the shelves, and drooling on the bags of choco chips waiting to be fetched by bakers) ,learning what butter compound is, and checking price differences between butters, sugars and milk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we baked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RtD7L6F8yoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/RXXjEY7gOtk/s1600-h/PicÃ¼(172).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102854559802116738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RtD7L6F8yoI/AAAAAAAAAM8/RXXjEY7gOtk/s320/Pic%C3%BC(172).jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RtD9gKF8ypI/AAAAAAAAANE/3VNOftbIOpE/s1600-h/PicÃ¼(175).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102857106717723282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="269" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RtD9gKF8ypI/AAAAAAAAANE/3VNOftbIOpE/s320/Pic%C3%BC(175).jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RtDzbqF8ynI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Mymi-UphzTw/s1600-h/PicÃ¼(174).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We sifted (thousands of times. HAHA!), we mixed, tasted, stirred, tasted, blended, tasted, folded, tasted, shaped, tasted, baked, then finally tasted again. hihihi. No wonder when the heavenly moist, scrumptuous cake came out of the oven, we really didn't want to taste it anymore. Hehehehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;&lt;--- Still, i can't believe that i really baked this cake. &lt;em&gt;Ang galing ni ate Jo magturo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then the cookies came. Grabe, sugar overload. Then, the frosting happened. And then the next thing you know we were already putting the frosting on the cake which was really hard to even out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RtDzFaF8ymI/AAAAAAAAAMs/DvnUE8R2E2w/s1600-h/PicÃ¼(177).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102845652039944802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="164" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RtDzFaF8ymI/AAAAAAAAAMs/DvnUE8R2E2w/s320/Pic%C3%BC(177).jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Natapos namin yung cake at around 6 pm just in time &lt;em&gt;para dalin&lt;/em&gt; sa koro house for the judging or as ate Jo puts it, &lt;em&gt;para sa mga&lt;/em&gt; guinea pigs hehehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kuyas Richard, Francis, and Darwin were ones who were lucky to taste our baking. &lt;em&gt;Sori na lang sa mga di nakapunta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baking is really fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;@@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;napaisip lang, ako. I met someone today and told her i wanted to be a teacher. Well, she suddenly talked about establishing my own school, looking for this 'company' of teachers who gets paid well and what not. Sa isip ko nung sinasabi niya yun,&lt;strong&gt; na-iimagine ko yung school na gusto ko itayo sa isang barrio. Wala lang, para bang ang hirap iexplain (i guess i stopped trying) sa mga tao that i really want to teach sa rural areas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Weird, i know there's this notion that teachers dont get rich. That's why as early as now i'm really saving up. I'm a dreaming nuts here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/16542960-2680290049478625447?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/2680290049478625447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=2680290049478625447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2680290049478625447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/2680290049478625447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/08/baking.html' title='Baking'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RtEAjKF8yqI/AAAAAAAAANM/hUX2qb7OO94/s72-c/Pic%C3%BC(167).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-9105236709699684978</id><published>2007-08-25T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T08:59:54.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Koro Stigmatino'/><title type='text'>KORO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102807005924215362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RtDP76F8ykI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LJId1PNa1_0/s320/24082007029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Had dinner sa Koro House after our presentation for the Italians in our parish. Ayos naman. Nagandahan naman ata sila. also watched Disturbia. so mga 1:40 am na kami nakauwi. Ayun. Ang tagal ng trike kasi 2 am na heheheh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can't wait to bake tom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-9105236709699684978?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/9105236709699684978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=9105236709699684978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/9105236709699684978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/9105236709699684978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/08/had-dinner-sa-koro-house-after-our.html' title='KORO'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RtDP76F8ykI/AAAAAAAAAMc/LJId1PNa1_0/s72-c/24082007029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-8096617008196479284</id><published>2007-08-23T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T10:41:53.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mouth sores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concoction for mouth sores'/><title type='text'>SWISH and SWALLOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Suffering from multiple mouthsores for two weeks, the 6-day vacation came as a big break.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was then able to get myself checked by a doctor, and get proper medication for the mouth sores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(just to clear things, the source of the mouth sores weren't unsanitation, it was stress. hehehehe)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ASTIG&lt;/em&gt;! the doctor has this concoction of her own to treat the sores and it really was effective. &lt;em&gt;yun nga&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;lang&lt;/em&gt;, it really was bitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101346754910608754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rsuf2HKJ3XI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0q1ORFfz13A/s320/SP_A1078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All you have to do is POUND a &lt;strong&gt;MYCOSTATIN &lt;/strong&gt;tablet, open an antibacterial capsule, add 5 ml of &lt;strong&gt;CORTICOSTEROID&lt;/strong&gt; syrup, then finally add tablespoon of water in a glass. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RsugQ3KJ3ZI/AAAAAAAAAME/o8eaQ8JrbhM/s1600-h/SP_A1075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101347214472109458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="165" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RsugQ3KJ3ZI/AAAAAAAAAME/o8eaQ8JrbhM/s320/SP_A1075.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rsugd3KJ3aI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Ns6Yen_0YqA/s1600-h/SP_A1077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101347437810408866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="190" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rsugd3KJ3aI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Ns6Yen_0YqA/s320/SP_A1077.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MIX THEM ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SWISH (meaning gargle) and then SWALLOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The bitter taste will hunt you for minutes, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;humahagod&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;sa&lt;/em&gt; throat &lt;em&gt;yun nga lang walang&lt;/em&gt; kick &lt;em&gt;di tulad ng&lt;/em&gt; beer. hehehehe. At least it's byebye to pain and discomfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;DISCLAIMER: dude, syempre i-consult mo muna kay doc bago to subukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-8096617008196479284?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8096617008196479284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=8096617008196479284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8096617008196479284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8096617008196479284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/08/swish-and-swallow.html' title='SWISH and SWALLOW'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rsuf2HKJ3XI/AAAAAAAAAL0/0q1ORFfz13A/s72-c/SP_A1078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6768146723515307173</id><published>2007-08-15T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T08:01:28.437+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wala lang'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sabi ng malapit kong kaibigan, "breath JM, breath."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napaisip ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paano ba huminga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag madami na akong iniisip, pakiramdam ko lahat ng energy ng katawan ko ay napupunta sa utak ko, kaya kahit yung mga involuntary na gawain ng katawan (tulad ng paghinga) ay tumitigil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehhehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malamang pakiramdam ko lang yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakiramdam ko masyado akong iba sa mga tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya minsan, nalulungkot na lang ako dahil hindi ako laging nakaka-relate sa kanila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buti na lang, sinabi nung kaibigan ko na misan raw, masyadong pinapansin ng tao ang pagiging iba niya sa mga tao kaysa na tingnan niya yung mga pagkakapareho nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ayun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama na ang self-pity. hehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO, medyo iba nga, laging taliwas sa norms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero siguradong may mga magiging kaibigan ka kahit iba ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TURUAN nIYO NAMAN AKO mag-basketbol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LEARNING of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAWAL PALA KUMANTA NG MARIAN SONG SA COMMUNION kahit na SOLEMNITY of the Assumption of the blessed virgin mary. Sori po, ngayun ko lang nalaman.&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/16542960-6768146723515307173?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6768146723515307173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6768146723515307173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6768146723515307173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6768146723515307173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/08/sabi-ng-malapit-kong-kaibigan-breath-jm.html' title=''/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-4739879374933280270</id><published>2007-08-09T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:07:49.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nomadic MOUTH SORE</title><content type='html'>can't eat properly with this freakin stress-related mouth sores ( i mean tongue sores).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it became worse 'cause i spent the night with Jo at Jolibee philcoa to study for exams last monday night. I actually was a bit nomadic that night, i even had a bath the next morning in my orgmate's boarding house. &lt;em&gt;Pulubi talaga&lt;/em&gt; eheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was worth it anyways, i was able to finish the test in EDSP 101 with an 80% gut feeling that i did well &lt;em&gt;sa &lt;/em&gt;exam. heheheh. 1st tym &lt;em&gt;ko na-&lt;/em&gt;prove that coffee really works (plus a bit of mushy talk which really waked me up- &lt;em&gt;c jo kasi&lt;/em&gt;), tea guy &lt;em&gt;nga kasi&lt;/em&gt; ako.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;ayun commentator ako kanina sa CHURCH grabe parang ang sinabi ko: "chanks e tu GOD". Ang sakit kasi talaga ng singaw ko. Sori Lord dapat pala di na ako pumunta. Pero thanks Lord na-enjoy ko na naman yung mic sa pagkanta hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;too bad di ako makakapunta sa practice ng Koro mamaya dahil di rin naman ako makakakanta&lt;br /&gt;too bad rin na di ko nasamahan si Lorenz (cellmate ko) sa infirmary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-4739879374933280270?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4739879374933280270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=4739879374933280270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4739879374933280270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4739879374933280270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/08/nomadic-mouth-sore.html' title='Nomadic MOUTH SORE'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-732217548601889356</id><published>2007-08-02T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T23:15:14.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hfa;aivajkdvbaori</title><content type='html'>ang gulo-gulo na minsan ng mga iniisip ko&lt;br /&gt;minsan medyo info overload&lt;br /&gt;minsan nakakabagabag&lt;br /&gt;minsan masakit&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe weird&lt;br /&gt;wala lang naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a 1.75 in our first exam in EDTEG 101, not bad though i did miss some questions that were discussed during the first 2 days of the class. Where was I then? &lt;em&gt;ayun nakaupo sa corridor at nagiintay na tanggapin ako sa klase. PREROG nga naman. kaya di ko nasagot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENV SCI 1 at EDSP 101 exams on monday and tuesday resoectively, good thing there are no classes on friday for whatever reason PGMA has on her mind. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAy. Nakakapagod. Kanina meron na naman akong nakilala na may "some sort of sin" pero mukang successful naman siya sa life.  Ang nakakagulo, feeling ko mas masaya pa siya sakin kahit na alam ko na tama yung ginagawa ko.  Kahit na pinaalalahanan ako ni TEp (orgmate) na dapat di ma-initmidate sa gumagawa ng "bad" things, parang ang hirap pa rin hindi ma-initimidate. Sana kasi may kakilala akong parehong nararanasan yung problema ko ngyonn. Bad trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelan kayo mag-ma-mature ang aking Faith?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-732217548601889356?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/732217548601889356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=732217548601889356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/732217548601889356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/732217548601889356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/08/hfaaivajkdvbaori.html' title='hfa;aivajkdvbaori'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-8109897180647828216</id><published>2007-07-30T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T12:03:54.678+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PYM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rummage Sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parish of the five wounds'/><title type='text'>PYM Rummage Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm slowly feeling at home in our parish--Parish of the Five Wounds of Our Lord Jesus Christ.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RqwQ3kmKgJI/AAAAAAAAALk/dKi5GNIiRsE/s1600-h/Pic%C3%BC(103).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092463825551786130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RqwQ3kmKgJI/AAAAAAAAALk/dKi5GNIiRsE/s320/Pic%C3%BC(103).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maximising on my minsitries (i mean GOd's), i'm volunteering in multiple activities to spend more time in the church. Well, since i'm a such a sinner (sobra) i really feel safe in the Lord's house, it's as if He lessens my self-condemnation and guilt when I'm under His roof. Still, nakaka-guilty pa rin since HE still accepts me despite all the things I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, i just feel safe in our parish. Really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RqwQmEmKgII/AAAAAAAAALc/9OlemFUXepk/s1600-h/Pic%C3%BC(093).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092463524904075394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RqwQmEmKgII/AAAAAAAAALc/9OlemFUXepk/s320/Pic%C3%BC(093).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, earlier, after my sunday assignment as a lector, I went straight to our rummage sale (a fund raising for the PYM). We were able to sell Php 1,700 worth of clothes and bags among others on the first 4 hours since we opened. Then had to pack-up at around 11 am to eat lunch sincee there are no masses from 10-4 pm, translating to &lt;strong&gt;no customers&lt;/strong&gt;. We'll be setting up again later at around 5 pm. &lt;em&gt;Heheheh sana mas marami benta.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RqwRG0mKgKI/AAAAAAAAALs/YHclhcqY3dA/s1600-h/Pic%C3%BC(094).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092464087544791202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RqwRG0mKgKI/AAAAAAAAALs/YHclhcqY3dA/s320/Pic%C3%BC(094).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What was weird though was that I obviously don't have any experience in selling clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this: someone bought 5 pieces of clothing. Then after computing for its total, I did a stupid thing. I handed all the clothes to the customer without folding the clothes and without even putting it in a plastic bag. &lt;em&gt;Kahiya talaga. Umangal sya syempre. Hehehehe. Napatingin na lang sakin si &lt;/em&gt;Gregor (co-youth ko).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HEHEHE. Anyways got to read at praktis na mamayang 2 ng Koro.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;LORD sorry na talaga. Tapos uulit na naman ako. Sori&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&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/16542960-8109897180647828216?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/8109897180647828216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=8109897180647828216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8109897180647828216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/8109897180647828216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/07/pym-rummage-sale.html' title='PYM Rummage Sale'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RqwQ3kmKgJI/AAAAAAAAALk/dKi5GNIiRsE/s72-c/Pic%C3%BC(103).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-650623975295169702</id><published>2007-07-17T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T20:57:40.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='color quiz'/><title type='text'>higad</title><content type='html'>Went for a swim yesterday and did laps (kahit na di ko pa rin perfect ang backstroke hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;ang masama, HINIGAD ako. too bad, ang kati talaga nakakainis. kaya nga sa practice sa Koro kagabi ay nangati ako, hanggang ngayun nangangati pa rin ako. bad. bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, medyo wala lang ang linggo na ito, one of those weeks na nararamdaman ko na parang wala namang may pakiaalam kung gumagawa ako ng mabuti, or parang gumagawa nga ako ng mabuti pero pag wala nang nakatingin ay nagkakasala ako. Wala lang. nakakalungkot. Nagsimba ako twice kanina tapos kinakausap ko lang si GOD at nagsosori dahil parang di ko ma-maintain yung will ko na umiwas saevil deeds. &lt;strong&gt;Ang temptation naman kasi nakaka-tempt.&lt;/strong&gt; heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana may days na walang temptation para wala lang. heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana may makausap ako tungkol sa mga ito.&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this test just minutes ago, i really think you shopuld take it too kasi wala lang i just really think you should hehehhe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--ColorQuiz.com code--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=1 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=3 bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com"&gt;&lt;img border=0 alt=ColorQuiz.com src="http://www.colorquiz.com/images/colorquizlogosmall2.gif" width=120 height=32&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;JM took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Suffering from the effects of those things which a..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com/cgi-bin/results.cgi?do=print_blog&amp;picked1=7,1,4,3,0,6,5,2,7&amp;picked2=7,1,4,3,6,0,5,2,3&amp;sex=Male&amp;blog_name=JM"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest of the results.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--End ColorQuiz.com code--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-650623975295169702?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/650623975295169702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=650623975295169702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/650623975295169702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/650623975295169702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/07/higad.html' title='higad'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-9119443835172393773</id><published>2007-07-07T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T11:17:37.175+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPSCA'/><title type='text'>week's end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FIRST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;FIRST FRIDAY MASS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st friday mass last night syempre kumanta ang UPSCA. ANg saya. Nakapag-exposition pa kami kaya double happiness (yung stop-over place sa pampanga hehehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'stig lang talaga, pero dahil pasaway ako at di ako nag-aral ng piyesa, nanghula lang ako. At isa pa, ang hirap magshift from bass sa isang choir tapos TENOR sa isa pang choir. Ayan. Sali kasi ako ng sali kung saan-saan.&lt;br /&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;Still, guys masama ba talaga ang _  _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _?&lt;br /&gt; jokes, natanong ko na naman tuloy hahahaha joke lang&lt;br /&gt;alam ko naman yung sagot e hehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;Ang HOMILY kagabi was about getting out of your circle-of-friends and comfort zones to share God's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; wala lang. last year tinamaan na ako nito, this year tinamaan na naman ako, at the same priest pa ang nag-homily nun. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;Also started my 6 am-every-saturday-of-July Lector duties sa Parish of the Five Wounds . 12 pa namana ako nakatulog kagabi buti na lang nagising ako heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slamat Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-9119443835172393773?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/9119443835172393773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=9119443835172393773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/9119443835172393773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/9119443835172393773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/07/weeks-end.html' title='week&apos;s end'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6682539893821363497</id><published>2007-07-02T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T11:05:45.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>napapagod na ako sa mga tao, bakit ba pakiramdam ko kailangan laging makisama? Ang wierdo. Ako pala ang weirdo. Lagi ko naiisip bakit iba ako? Bakit iba hilig ko? minsan ang hirap kapag wala ka makausap kasi yung mga pinaguusapan nila di mo alam. Wala lang, nakakasawa. Sana may makausap naman ako na kasing iba ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakapagod kasi araw araw winiwish ko na sana may makilala naman akong parang kapareho ko, hilig ang hilig ko at yung madaming iniisip rin hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Weird. Buti na lang anjan si Lord kung hindi baliw na ako hehehhee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-6682539893821363497?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6682539893821363497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6682539893821363497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6682539893821363497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6682539893821363497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-3050447215611063123</id><published>2007-07-02T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T13:08:24.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lectors and commentators'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parish of the five wounds'/><title type='text'>God's Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did my first assignment as a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Lector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; earlier at the 7:30 am mass. &lt;em&gt;Syempre&lt;/em&gt; scary, fortunately I really listened to the monsignor in the 1-and-a-half day seminar last june 16-17 making me understand what this ministry is all about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Felt queasy at the start of the mass, a bit self-conscious, but knowing that this ministry is all about sharing God's word (in my case leading the faithul in prayer), i felt calm at once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Only recently did I understand the SERIOUSNESS of the lectors' and Commentators' role in the mass, realize that the lectern actually is the &lt;strong&gt;AMBO&lt;/strong&gt;, which I didn't know was a higly sacred place (Eucharistically speaking), and know the ministry's dos and donts. AT least i did learn about them&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Facts of tradition in the church are refreshing to one's faith you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Now its not just for the sake of attending mass, it's bit by bit understanding how beautiful the Holy Eucharist is. (&lt;em&gt;love talaga tayo ni God&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pics from the seminar&lt;/strong&gt;: With my teacher in 6th grade, Tchr. Stephen (one w/ the eyeglasses). Weird. Parang kelan lang he was teaching me about catholicism and its ministries, now I'm with him in one of the ministries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rocyr0E68LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/QeDmnTOz5Fw/s1600-h/lectors.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082086432805941426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rocyr0E68LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/QeDmnTOz5Fw/s320/lectors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RoczBUE68NI/AAAAAAAAALM/zV01-4kzkNA/s1600-h/lec.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082086802173128914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RoczBUE68NI/AAAAAAAAALM/zV01-4kzkNA/s320/lec.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Roczo0E68OI/AAAAAAAAALU/5BdfSrQyOhQ/s1600-h/Pic%C3%BC(067).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082087480777961698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Roczo0E68OI/AAAAAAAAALU/5BdfSrQyOhQ/s320/Pic%C3%BC(067).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pic of the officers of the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lectors and Commentators Guild:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and our quirky-lovable-"WISE" parish priest Fr. Romulo Bertoni&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weird &lt;em&gt;rin kasi iba talaga&lt;/em&gt; world ng adults serving the Lord from the Youth. &lt;em&gt;medyo &lt;/em&gt;issues and gossip are there but still, i thank God &lt;em&gt;na&lt;/em&gt; I am already exposed to different ministries. &lt;em&gt;Masaya naman e!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Learning to adjust means learning more about yourself&lt;/span&gt;. do the link :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/16542960-3050447215611063123?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/3050447215611063123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=3050447215611063123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3050447215611063123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/3050447215611063123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/07/gods-gift.html' title='God&apos;s Gift'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rocyr0E68LI/AAAAAAAAAK8/QeDmnTOz5Fw/s72-c/lectors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-7764553892939912437</id><published>2007-06-28T03:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T12:34:55.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UP college of Educ'/><title type='text'>educ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rocu5EE68KI/AAAAAAAAAK0/W2HK8vohY70/s1600-h/Pic%C3%BC(063).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082082262392696994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rocu5EE68KI/AAAAAAAAAK0/W2HK8vohY70/s320/Pic%C3%BC(063).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm on my third week on my third year of college...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't get admitted to Speech Pathology (which sucked &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; time) so i'm still in UP Diliman with no course and on the verge of getting kicked out from the campus for not having any college to house me. Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is, i got only one course left that i really want--Education. I've tried all the courses i want and i am left with this one. After years of denying that i want to be teacher, i guess i will be afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently have &lt;strong&gt;three EDUC subjects&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;putting on my "carreer" face, reciting as much as i can, doing advance reading and what not&lt;/span&gt;. I actually am enjoying them since I grew up with a school beside my house anyways. I am slowly understanding what i have been observing my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want to be teacher. But i wanted to specialized in speech first. Well. at least my speech comm VS speech Path dilemma is so out of my head. whcih is kinda cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still not sure if i will be accepted to educ by next year, but i guess God did place me where I am now. &lt;em&gt;Konting faith pa &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;prayer&lt;/em&gt;. He won't forsake me no matter how much of a sinner i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-7764553892939912437?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/7764553892939912437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=7764553892939912437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7764553892939912437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/7764553892939912437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/06/educ.html' title='educ'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/Rocu5EE68KI/AAAAAAAAAK0/W2HK8vohY70/s72-c/Pic%C3%BC(063).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-4491485138208609692</id><published>2007-06-24T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T12:43:17.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UPSCA CS Trainig'/><title type='text'>UPSCA CS Training</title><content type='html'>June 23-24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag CS training ang UPSCA sa bahay namin (ay! sa skul pala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sina kuya DINO at si kuya CLINT ang aming naging speakers habang ang buong batchilog (batch 06) ng UPSCA ang naging participants kasama si ate Joan at ate sharel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daming na "learn, unlearn at relearn" (fr. Anton Pascual) kaya masaya talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naging instant part pa ako ng logistics hehhehe. Ayun, nilutuan ko sila ng chicken adobo, chicken pastel, at baked junk food. nasarapan naman daw sila. totoo kaya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana maging maayos ang formation process sa UPSCA ngayong year, pinaghirapan naman kasi "nila" ito. Bless nyo po kami Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DGLSP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-4491485138208609692?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4491485138208609692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=4491485138208609692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4491485138208609692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4491485138208609692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/06/upsca-cs-training.html' title='UPSCA CS Training'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-1020583170409888520</id><published>2007-05-22T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:00:20.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; MAY 18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let the pictures speak for the things i did in the wedding where we played music!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGlDlgiFJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wqfNs8q9hoA/s1600-h/Image(1290).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067012536795272338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGlDlgiFJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wqfNs8q9hoA/s320/Image(1290).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGlSlgiFKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vUzpIQaDcSc/s1600-h/Image(1295).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067012794493310114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGlSlgiFKI/AAAAAAAAAKU/vUzpIQaDcSc/s320/Image(1295).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGzi1giFMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/J7DVwIGhw0E/s1600-h/SP_A0771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067028466828973250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGzi1giFMI/AAAAAAAAAKk/J7DVwIGhw0E/s320/SP_A0771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGmC1giFLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xwffRcEAa44/s1600-h/Image(1278).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067013623421998258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGmC1giFLI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xwffRcEAa44/s320/Image(1278).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGk1lgiFII/AAAAAAAAAKE/W9PFxL6xL9U/s1600-h/Image(1271).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067012296277103746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGk1lgiFII/AAAAAAAAAKE/W9PFxL6xL9U/s320/Image(1271).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGzzlgiFNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/X9jER3eEP-A/s1600-h/SP_A0768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067028754591782098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGzzlgiFNI/AAAAAAAAAKs/X9jER3eEP-A/s320/SP_A0768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGk1lgiFII/AAAAAAAAAKE/W9PFxL6xL9U/s1600-h/Image(1271).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/16542960-1020583170409888520?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/1020583170409888520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=1020583170409888520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1020583170409888520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/1020583170409888520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/wedding-blues.html' title='Wedding Blues'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGlDlgiFJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wqfNs8q9hoA/s72-c/Image(1290).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-4726423471311862303</id><published>2007-05-22T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T21:18:54.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pollwatching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PPCRV'/><title type='text'>Pollwatching</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGY8FgiFHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/91bq8_3RbKg/s1600-h/Image(1262).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066999213806720114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGY8FgiFHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/91bq8_3RbKg/s320/Image(1262).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAY 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i wasn't able to register for the recent elections because of misinformation, i promised God that I would voluteer as a pollwatcher with the Parish Pastorla Council for responsivle Voting (PPCRV). It really was quite an experience--exciting and scary really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGYU1giFFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/B9MLiN_pFQM/s1600-h/Image(1254).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066998539496854610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="177" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGYU1giFFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/B9MLiN_pFQM/s320/Image(1254).jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;@Got to argue with other pollwatchers from different &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;parties who were way older than me (grabe, intimidating)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@pointed out mistakes the BEI wasn't aware they were doing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(which was really humbling cause they were &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supposed tobe the ones who knows the procedure)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@Checked the voters if they were really voting right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(cause some didnt even know what to do)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@ got to help other voters lookig for their precints&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@ really guarded the ballot box&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;@ and double-checked the counting of the votes (many arguments here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGX_FgiFEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NAOnc59MXK0/s1600-h/Image(1247).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066998165834699842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="176" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGX_FgiFEI/AAAAAAAAAJk/NAOnc59MXK0/s320/Image(1247).jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It started at 6:30 AM and ended at around 11:30 PM, but believe me since i was doing it for God I didn't feel any exhaustion or what not during the pollwatch cause He saved me from it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if i was the only Youth PPCRV volunteer in our barangay, i did enjoy the experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did sleep soundly that night, cause i really was happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGYtlgiFGI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dcacJ1MqfzQ/s1600-h/Image(1255).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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/16542960-4726423471311862303?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/4726423471311862303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=4726423471311862303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4726423471311862303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/4726423471311862303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/pollwatching.html' title='Pollwatching'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGY8FgiFHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/91bq8_3RbKg/s72-c/Image(1262).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-6005237961936757891</id><published>2007-05-22T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T20:35:45.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parish of the FiVE wounds Summer Youth Camp. St. dominique Savio'/><title type='text'>Five Wounds youth camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGPK1giFAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Jiein-OpiLg/s1600-h/Image(1236).jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066988472093512706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGPK1giFAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Jiein-OpiLg/s320/Image(1236).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; MAY 11-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parish of the Five Wounds Summer Youth Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Astig na&lt;/em&gt; three days &lt;em&gt;talaga&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Met so many peeps sa Parish that now i won't be a stranger in my own church.&lt;br /&gt;Did so many things and learned so many stuff. &lt;em&gt;Astig&lt;/em&gt; mga speakers &lt;em&gt;lalo&lt;/em&gt; na si Kuya Meynard, he talked about ministries and &lt;em&gt;ang &lt;/em&gt;cool &lt;em&gt;nyang&lt;/em&gt; speaker. Wanna be him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tapos, astig pa yung &lt;/em&gt;group &lt;em&gt;namin:&lt;/em&gt;Go St. Dominique Savio (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He is now my fave saint by the way&lt;/span&gt;). We won the Amzing race thing plus the most cooperative group. hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;syempre salamat sa lider namin na si&lt;/em&gt; Kuya MIKE, &lt;em&gt;facis na sina&lt;/em&gt; ate Reena at ate Reybie&lt;em&gt;, at kaming mems na sina&lt;/em&gt; Lhian, ehms, jojie, russel, elmer, donna, bhadz, makom, jolie, ___,___.,____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool ta&lt;em&gt;laga&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;em&gt;ka-pagod, na masaya.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;dami rin cute&lt;/em&gt; gals especially &lt;em&gt;yung&lt;/em&gt; Urbana family, &lt;em&gt;lahat &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGPolgiFBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3e6MmWgueWQ/s1600-h/Image(1237).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066988983194620946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGPolgiFBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/3e6MmWgueWQ/s320/Image(1237).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sila&lt;/em&gt; cute. hehehehehe&lt;em&gt; si ate&lt;/em&gt; Kat, &lt;em&gt;Ate&lt;/em&gt; Joy, &lt;em&gt;ate &lt;/em&gt;Krystel. blush. blush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;at akalain niyong nanalo ko ng&lt;/em&gt; Mr. Congeniality award! check &lt;em&gt;nyo pa dito sa&lt;/em&gt; blog &lt;em&gt;ko&lt;/em&gt; i have a previous post where in i confessed to being such an introvert heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jesus we're living for your name, we'll never be ashamed of you WHOAoa&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we came back home, we ended the night with the PPCRV meeting. Too sad &lt;em&gt;na sa&lt;/em&gt; talon dos, i was the only youth volunteering. Actually even &lt;em&gt;sa&lt;/em&gt; camp, i was the only one from talon dos. sad. sad. Pollwatching up next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGP41giFCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/uyhe3hFgCBA/s1600-h/Image(1241).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066989262367495202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGP41giFCI/AAAAAAAAAJU/uyhe3hFgCBA/s320/Image(1241).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGQOlgiFDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/25RE7Jo3WcQ/s1600-h/Image(1243).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066989636029649970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGQOlgiFDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/25RE7Jo3WcQ/s320/Image(1243).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Lord! btw, nigga ko sa pics 'cause of the sportsfest hehehehe.&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/16542960-6005237961936757891?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/6005237961936757891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=6005237961936757891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6005237961936757891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/6005237961936757891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/five-wounds-youth-camp.html' title='Five Wounds youth camp'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/RlGPK1giFAI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Jiein-OpiLg/s72-c/Image(1236).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16542960.post-596707516646627503</id><published>2007-05-07T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T09:50:35.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Freak'/><title type='text'>Jesus Freak</title><content type='html'>Someone called me a "Jesus Freak" this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt good to hear--really cool. But the next split-second made me realize that i should be ashamed for basking in the pride from being called as such 'cause heck i'm so far from being one. I'm simply a JC Freak wannabe. I 'd give anything though to be one. But with my weak will and flesh, its gonna be heck of a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just nice to know that I have JC to back me up.&lt;br /&gt;as Psalm 47:10 sings: &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Be still&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;and k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; am GoD..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, i'll try to stay still for you God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't believe MaVS got eliminated at the first round of the playoffs, wasting their 67-15 record during the season. pure crap. It just won't sink in me that i don't have a team to watch out for in the remaining rounds. Poor Dirk. My 6th year suporting mavs, so i guess i'll just have to wait for another year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also watched siderman 3 on its opening day, and whoa! SM southmall has it in all of its 10 cinemas. The movie didn't have that big an impact on me though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16542960-596707516646627503?l=themistermistaker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/feeds/596707516646627503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16542960&amp;postID=596707516646627503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/596707516646627503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16542960/posts/default/596707516646627503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themistermistaker.blogspot.com/2007/05/jesus-freak.html' title='Jesus Freak'/><author><name>John Michael</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14021251248976623465</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cHIhPeXBHY4/R6M9U80DVoI/AAAAAAAAAe4/6pobSf5XpUY/S220/IMG_2612.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
