<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:09:25.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the life of a self- proclaimed genius</title><subtitle type='html'>Hsiao Wei Chen--
Poet,
painter,
dreamer,
but for now, I'm just a ordinary Computer Science student trying to cope up with my studies.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114601832078390113</id><published>2006-04-25T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T19:25:20.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dolphin bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kCMD-kKOHHs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kCMD-kKOHHs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114601832078390113?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114601832078390113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114601832078390113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114601832078390113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114601832078390113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/04/dolphin-bay.html' title='dolphin bay'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114344231839530574</id><published>2006-03-26T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:51:58.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving...</title><content type='html'>Since, I'm sure by now, you've gotten tired of typing my very long URL, because, personally, I am quite annoyed at misspelling "proclaimed" all the time. So to make my life easier, and besides, blogspot is just too public. I am moving... to Wordpress. What I love about Wordpress is, well, all those long entries which I have typed here can be transferred automatically there in a snap! So everything you have read here will be there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the URL: &lt;a href="http://31wpm.wordpress.com"&gt;http://31wpm.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop dropping by here... This will probably be the last entry here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's it... see ya there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114344231839530574?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114344231839530574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114344231839530574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114344231839530574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114344231839530574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/03/moving.html' title='Moving...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114317532428058351</id><published>2006-03-23T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:42:04.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>endorphine rushing to my head...</title><content type='html'>hsiao.. ;) this is kris. anu ba masasabi ko? ;) ang sarap kumain ng chocolate.. ;) sobra.. ;) prang ok lahat ng bagay! ;) oh well. :) eto lang muna.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's daydreaming again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i remember pala about dun sa libre. yung animal nutters. wala lang. it reminds me of my special someone, who else, si ekiss! ;) i love him. ;) sakto yung comic strip saken.. haha! yung scenario ko talaga! ;) oh well. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endorphine is the chemical that produces the feeling called love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my *kilig* moments...&lt;br /&gt;Omg!!! Nakita ko yung crush ko nung highschool nung Wednesday sa Steak Republic!!!&lt;br /&gt;hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw my crush from engltwo at the mini canteen the other day, he was texting someone.  (I am turning into Kris... oh no... hehe... joke) then I was thinking... hmmm... tinext kaya nya 'ko... hihihi... tapos paguwi nalaman ko... he did!!! wehehe.... khit na quote lng... at least meron... wehehehe... hihihi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umalis na si Kris, may klase pa daw kc cya... anyways, I will return to normal... soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the chemical from Hershey's kissables have gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, yummy chocolate... Hershey's kisses + M and M's Mmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114317532428058351?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114317532428058351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114317532428058351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114317532428058351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114317532428058351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/03/endorphine-rushing-to-my-head.html' title='endorphine rushing to my head...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114290442892641949</id><published>2006-03-20T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T17:27:08.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless...</title><content type='html'>Just wondering why did people stop blogging? (This means Kris, Paul among some others) Getting pretty bored online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris was saying the other day how she wish her life was a koreanovela... intersting thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon endorphine rushing moment...&lt;br /&gt;Is it pathetic to fill one's inbox with messages from one's crush?&lt;br /&gt;Just wondering...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, don't answer that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the Tomasians and the Ateneans are having their finals this week.&lt;br /&gt;Which means they won't have classes anymore the week after... Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my friend Anthea aka Thea aka Antz, will be having her OJT at Mercury Drugs in Acropolis in April. I have to go see that. Hehe. Her debut's on May 1, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I like this guy in Engltwo class... hihihi... I guess some of you already know that.&lt;br /&gt;Very unfortunate that he is still taking Algtrig in Hiromi's class... :(&lt;br /&gt;He reminds me of Jecs' cousin baby- face Waldheim (forgot the spelling of his name) and kind of like Verlonn too. Strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Gensomaden Saiyuki is playing on GMA again. Am not a major anime fan, but am absolutely addicted to Saiyuki. Have even bought comics of it from Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am speechless. Nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have realized am overdramatic, thinking the world only revolves around me.  Which obviously does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering what time Dasalgo class is...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114290442892641949?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114290442892641949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114290442892641949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114290442892641949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114290442892641949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/03/speechless.html' title='Speechless...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114281902940511014</id><published>2006-03-19T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T17:43:49.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>I am ashamed. If I were to look into a mirror that reveal one's heart, I might see something dark. It is not just the pseudo- goth side of me talking. Though I do not cheat, lie or steal, there are other evils that cloud my mind. When I think about the times I made someone feel bad and less than what they are really worth because of my words, I feel ashamed. Sometimes, despite what others say about sticks and stones, words can actually hurt more. I know that some of the things I say are not funny. It is not fun making fun of people and saying mean things behind their backs. When I think about it, I am one of those shitty people who still live. I don't have any right to say bad things about a certain person, when I, obviously, am not perfect and has faults that may fill pages. Crap. The thing is, I'm sorry for all the things that I have ever said that hurt anyone of your feelings. I know I am quite a spitfire, except that is not a trait to be proud of. Why do I say bad things about people who never did anything to me? (Still looking for an answer...) Just because I have insecurities and frustrations it doesn't mean that I can throw all of these feelings at someone else.  I wonder if everyone turned their backs on me, what they might say behind my back. Loads, because even I know, that I am not a nice person. So help me. Please post all the things that you don't like about me on my tagboard. Avril said, "If you don't like who I am, all you're going to get is, who I am." I don't believe in that, I think that there is always room fo improvement in each and everyone of us.  Please leave your tact at the door and tag away. Remember honesty is the best policy even if the truth hurts. You don't have to post your name if you don't want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114281902940511014?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114281902940511014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114281902940511014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114281902940511014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114281902940511014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post_19.html' title='...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114257583187805262</id><published>2006-03-16T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T22:10:31.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Dasalgo case study demo was a bust.&lt;br /&gt;Objectp MP is still in progress.&lt;br /&gt;Biocom1... what is Genbank? No idea... Somebody... help!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114257583187805262?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114257583187805262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114257583187805262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114257583187805262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114257583187805262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/03/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114178404864522767</id><published>2006-03-07T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T18:14:08.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Everybody's Fool"</title><content type='html'>perfect by nature&lt;br /&gt;icons of self indulgence&lt;br /&gt;just what we all need&lt;br /&gt;more lies about a world that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never was and never will be&lt;br /&gt;have you no shame don't you see me&lt;br /&gt;you know you've got everybody fooled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look here she comes now&lt;br /&gt;bow down and stare in wonder&lt;br /&gt;oh how we love you&lt;br /&gt;no flaws when you're pretending&lt;br /&gt;but now i know she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never was and never will be&lt;br /&gt;you don't know how you've betrayed me&lt;br /&gt;and somehow you've got everybody fooled&lt;br /&gt;without the mask where will you hide&lt;br /&gt;can't find yourself lost in your lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the truth now&lt;br /&gt;i know who you are&lt;br /&gt;and i don't love you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never was and never will be&lt;br /&gt;you don't know how you've betrayed me&lt;br /&gt;and somehow you've got everybody fooled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never was and never will be&lt;br /&gt;you're not real and you can't save me&lt;br /&gt;somehow now you're everybody's fool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics by my favorite band Evanescence. THE SONG SPEAKS FOR ITSELF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114178404864522767?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114178404864522767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114178404864522767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114178404864522767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114178404864522767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/03/everybodys-fool.html' title='&quot;Everybody&apos;s Fool&quot;'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114161155730361427</id><published>2006-03-05T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T18:19:17.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Show off my art work...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/1600/neoclassicbeauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/320/neoclassicbeauty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done onlyusing the colors of the Neoclassic period...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114161155730361427?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114161155730361427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114161155730361427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114161155730361427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114161155730361427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/03/show-off-my-art-work.html' title='Show off my art work...?'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114161080913118656</id><published>2006-03-05T17:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T18:06:50.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(",)</title><content type='html'>It is amazing that time passes so quickly, and I suddenly realized that the school year will be over in another month. But that also means that it is almost one year since I've graduated from high school. And since then there were friends who I've lost contact with, which is sad.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, Regine C.  dropped by my place and we just sort of catch up on things. That's when she mentioned that Mary Chan and Aye are thinking about and changing courses. And she also asked me about Tope, whether we have been talking.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is I don't think I've spoken to him after my birthday and the weekend after that, when we were supposed to catch a movie, but didn't ('coz I couldn't wake up that early- early, being twelve o' clock).  So out of the blue, I texted him. And he replied. It runs out that he isn't a DL either, and he is having trouble with Botany. Also Ateneo's MIS first year students don't have any major subjects yet, which means no programming. And in a matter of three weeks, the Ateneans and Tomasians will be having their summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, us, like I said, one more month.&lt;br /&gt;Being a Lasallian gives you an excuse to be busy all the time. Okay, maybe it is not really an excuse, considering all the projects a.ka. MP, case studies, reportings etc. that we have to do. If you read my previous entries, which  predominantly talks about my deadlines, you would know. Why, today, we have an MP deadline again, and a group report. But we have our down time too.&lt;br /&gt;Permit me to be giddy happy for a while, because... I got 77 in Dasalgo dept ex 1- okay, maybe that isn't really high, but at least I passed... Then, 89 in Biocom1 midterm and 84 in Lbybios midterm, then here is when I am really giddy happy, I've got 91 in Objectp midterm!!! I think I need to be pinched before I believe it. So better not get my ego too big, or I might fail in the upcoming finals.&lt;br /&gt;Anything else?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. That's it. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Vote for my blog by clicking on the webring of PinoyTopBlogs. 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I think she went to Pegasus instead... wehehe... Joke!&lt;br /&gt;In the lab again, the other lab this time, we are supposed to have the midterms in Lbybios now. But of course, the teacher isn't here yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114110875464484634?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114110875464484634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114110875464484634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114110875464484634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114110875464484634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/02/special-mention-gel-rodriguez.html' title='Special mention: Gel Rodriguez'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114110794152809258</id><published>2006-02-27T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:25:41.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear with the layout...</title><content type='html'>Am tired of the old one. Will work on a new one. But for now, I'll settle for this...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114110794152809258?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114110794152809258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114110794152809258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114110794152809258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114110794152809258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/02/bear-with-layout.html' title='Bear with the layout...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114110693133814964</id><published>2006-02-27T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:08:51.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No classes for two days...</title><content type='html'>That proves how messed up the country is. I mean, the holiday was supposed to be on Saturday, not Friday and Monday, but somehow due to rallies etc. those two days became a free day too. I'm not complaining- 'coz we were supposed to have a quiz in Anmath1 and a group report, MP phase3 submission in Objectp yesterday, but God had mercy. Also due to much pleading and perhaps prayer, Dasalgo's case study deadline was moved to March 2. Pity for Bea, who spent the whole night finishing it.&lt;br /&gt;I am still hoping that the midterms that we'll be having later in Lbybios be moved too. Okay, yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;And the group reporting in Objectp will be moved too, till March 6.  The power of the persuasive email proved to be effective.&lt;br /&gt;During the quite long weekend, I went to Bea's place twice. I got to see her cute hamsters, which were very fat and reminds us of Cua. Bea's room was very nice, wehehe. MG went to Bea's too, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Hm... I think, I better study- yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;But, hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114110693133814964?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114110693133814964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114110693133814964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114110693133814964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114110693133814964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/02/no-classes-for-two-days.html' title='No classes for two days...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114067574858644623</id><published>2006-02-22T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:22:28.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freezing to death in the lab</title><content type='html'>It is absolutely frigid in here. Am trying out some Java codes for graphics for Pahse 3 of the MP. Am a major dork, I know. I have noticed, or rather, Bicoy have pointed out to me that my blog almost always talks about case studies. For a change, I'll talk about something else.&lt;br /&gt;Like, that's it am official dork whose life only revolves around school, eat and sleep, have no social life etc., because I can'tthink of anything else to talk about. Or maybe because everytime when I'm in the lab, I'm supposed to be working on my school work.&lt;br /&gt;Am with Kris right now and MG. Kris would like me to announce that she has a new crush, namely Carlson. I meant, Oli. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Been to the library a while ago, borrowed books on Java and Prim's. Saw Wesley Dionisio. And TinTin and company.&lt;br /&gt;Positively frigid in here. My fingers are frozen stiff, am not even sure if I can go on typing.&lt;br /&gt;Wehehe.&lt;br /&gt;The applet that I'm trying to make does not work. Wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;Ate lunch at McDo with Paul, MG, Kris, Jeff Cua, Mark, Jacob, Gina and Gel. Wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;Had a brief class in Bio, 'coz our teacher can't teach without her powerpoint and the projector that is usually in theroom was missing. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Announcement, Kris loves Carlson!!!&lt;br /&gt;Saw Nikki.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114067574858644623?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114067574858644623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114067574858644623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114067574858644623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/114067574858644623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/02/freezing-to-death-in-lab.html' title='Freezing to death in the lab'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-114048587545841662</id><published>2006-02-20T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T17:37:55.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In pursuit of becomming a certified blogger...</title><content type='html'>First of all, I would have to post entries, so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;I have just signed up at PinoyTopBlogs.com, AM RANK 1081... Sad, I know...&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that I don't even have a hit counter.&lt;br /&gt;Also I want to get a new layout. This one is getting a little dull. Will probably get around to it... soon.&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm supposed to be working on my Dasalgo case study on Prim's Minimum Spanning Trees-- my group is working on a treasure hunt game, I'll explain how it works some other time...&lt;br /&gt;And Phase3 of my MP in ObjectP, another game, only this time its 2d and Java.&lt;br /&gt;And its almost time for my next class...&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-114048587545841662?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/114048587545841662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=114048587545841662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=113815480108237827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113815480108237827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113815480108237827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/01/update.html' title='Update:'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-113815433395865144</id><published>2006-01-24T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T17:58:53.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm...</title><content type='html'>Currently working on case study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-113815433395865144?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/113815433395865144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=113815433395865144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113815433395865144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113815433395865144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/01/hm.html' title='hm...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-113713289042466832</id><published>2006-01-12T21:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T22:14:50.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I'm writing just to let you know that I'm still alive</title><content type='html'>Narration of Manila Zoo trip Jan. 12, 2005 as told by Roxanne Yvette San Jose:&lt;br /&gt;disclaimer: text taken without permission from writer. (apologies to Rox)&lt;br /&gt;(source: &lt;a href="http://sassyxan21.blogspot.com"&gt;http://sassyxan21.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; , paano ko kaya nakopya 'to? hmm... btw Rox, diba bawal mag- right click sa site mo, pero pwede pa rin mag- Ctrl+C)&lt;br /&gt;Mga nagpuntang Manila Zoo:&lt;br /&gt;♥ Joanna&lt;br /&gt;♥ Bea&lt;br /&gt;♥ Hsiao&lt;br /&gt;♥ Mary Grace&lt;br /&gt;♥ Liyan&lt;br /&gt;♥ Meeeeeee.... (=^o^=)&lt;br /&gt;♥ Jacob&lt;br /&gt;♥ Ken&lt;br /&gt;So super kumita ang Manila Zoo dahil sa La Salle!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...Grabe... ang fun kasi ang daming animals! Tapos aasarin ako ni Paul kasi aliw na aliw ako sa animals... Ang cute eh... I wanted to bring home with me the elephant, the zebra, the sheep, the ostrich, the goose, the ducks, the peacocks, the chicken looking animal pero hindi, the stork and other birds! Weee...!!! Major fun. Woohoo! ♥ ♥ ♥ Pwede bang sakalin si Jeff Ko and Jorelle? Wala namang jeep na masasakyan eh! Joke talaga kayo. Goshness, we walked from Gox, to Starbucks tapos paikot going to Manila Zoo! Buti na lang naaalala ko pa pano pumunta dun coz nung 4th year ako, nagpunta kami dun kasama yung mga kids na vinisit namin sa day care center. Hehe... Tapos wala ring jeep from Manila Zoo going to Quirino station! Grr... It's ok with me namang mag lakad eh. Ayaw ko lang mag lakad ng sobrang tirik ng araw! Goshness 2 pm naglalakad ako sa busy street? E di siyempre mas mainit coz nagbbounce yung heat ng cars sa cement to our bodies! Woohoo ang init. Grr.So while we were walking papuntang Quirino station, I dropped by Pan de Manila and bought 6 pandesals. 4.50 each. Mahal noh. Pero ok lang. Masarap naman siya compared to other pandesals. Hehe. :)Yun lang. Ang fun! :) ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you have read sassyxan's version, here's mine:&lt;br /&gt;We walked to Manila Zoo, which is near Lasalle by car, but not on foot. We knew that we were near Manila Zoo when we smelled the pungent aroma from the animals. Wonderful... Php. 20.00 is the cost of a very few animals, empty cages, incomplete information about the animals, stink, bites from unknown insects and more than an hour of long walk under the hot sun. If you wish to take pictures with the animals or even touch it (by entering the kinder zoo) you are charged an additional Php. 40.00. Wow... Business Strategy of Mnaila Zoo, somehow get the LBYBIOS profs to require their student to do field work in Manila Zoo. Then, you'd get tons of visitors, since that's the only way to get &lt;em&gt;me &lt;/em&gt;to go there. Bea and I can't help but compare Manila Zoo to Avilon Zoo in Taytay, Rizal (it is after all the biggest zoo in the Philippines and boasts a larger collection of animals, as far as we are concerned).&lt;br /&gt;And those are the reasons why I am currently in the Lab G206, researching on the different species of animals. Once again, wonderful.&lt;br /&gt; Enough of the Zoo, yesterday was my sis' birthday, my little sis was singing "Happy Bday to you, Hsiao Wei went to the zoo..."&lt;br /&gt;In relation to my sis' bday, I went to Greenhills after the trip to the Zoo. Greenhills, more specifically Promenade and the new Virramall (but I'm not sure if it is still called Virramall) is really turning into a pretty cool scene. Anyway, I bought Decadence cake (yup, it is one of those comfort foods that satisfies cravings, love it!) from Goodies and Sweets, which costs Php. 95.00, kind of expensive for a small piece of cake. Then, I went to Fully Booked and bought Dave Pelzer's brother's new book, A Brother's Journey, and Jo's Boys by Louisa May Alcott as my big sis' gift. Big expenses, good thing I found in the depths of my stuff an angpao from Joyce from my Bday.&lt;br /&gt;Then, when I got home, I went out agian with my mom and big sis to buy yet another cake (a bigger one) from Cake2Go, which is near our house. We had them deliver this yummy Strawberry- Chocolate cake!!! Yummy as it is Pretty. Even took pictures of it.&lt;br /&gt;Other things that I am also doing right now (yup, am a multitasker) research on Ternary Search and Modified Binary Search for DASALGO. (yup, am a nerd)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... had an exercise in OBJECTP, don't remember much about it, aside from Gummy Bears and Berry Juice (just kidding, I think there was something about inheritance, aggregation, object, class etc.)&lt;br /&gt;I downloaded all the ppt slides from the different subjects. Advantages of being in a university that is considerably hi- tech: no need to take down notes, just download the power point slides from the FTP or IVLE site. Btw, a correction, the FTP site for OBJECTP is &lt;a href="http://ccs1.dlsu.edu.ph/class_files/courses/OBJECTP"&gt;http://ccs1.dlsu.edu.ph/class_files/courses/OBJECTP&lt;/a&gt; (accg. to Gina).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things on my mind:&lt;br /&gt;Movies that I want to watch: Chronicles of Narnia and Underworld 2 (love vampires).&lt;br /&gt;Annie (li'l sis) borrowed Left Behind the book and the movie, will probably watch later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything else? I guess...&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm writing just to let you know that I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to Paul and those who thought my blog had officially died.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-113713289042466832?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/113713289042466832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=113713289042466832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113713289042466832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113713289042466832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/01/now-im-writing-just-to-let-you-know.html' title='Now I&apos;m writing just to let you know that I&apos;m still alive'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-113702738020634190</id><published>2006-01-11T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T16:56:20.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd term</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday, Sis! 20 ka na...! Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, will be going to Manila Zoo later for LBYBIOS. This Saturday, will be building houses for Gawad Kalinga for FORMDEV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to summarize my week by the classes that I'm taking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with last Wednesday, I wrote an entry then too, during my 1 and a half hour break between ANMATH1 (did I mention that my teacher is Ms. Pen?) and OBJECTP (we discussed Object- Oriented Programming and will have a four weeks break from actual coding and programming, hehe). Then another more than 2 hours break, then PETEAMS and guess what, volleyball. Yup, we're even going to have a practical test next week. (same things happened this Wednesday, yup we spent hours in McDo again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, precisely a week before today, is undoubtly the most boring day ever. Ennui times 10. Well, ENGLTWO, DASALGO (Sir Nelson didn't show) and then BIOCOM1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd also like to greet Joanna and Jessica a Happy Birthday! (Jan. 6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to continue but it's almost 9 o' clock and still have DASALGO. By the way, no ENGLTWO today. What joy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-113702738020634190?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/113702738020634190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=113702738020634190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113702738020634190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113702738020634190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/01/3rd-term.html' title='3rd term'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-113634095234632865</id><published>2006-01-03T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:15:52.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye... c!!!</title><content type='html'>guess what in a matter of thirty minutes, i'll be saying good bye to c programming... yeah!!! and of course say hi to objectp and the world of java (which is not the same as java script, mind you)&lt;br /&gt;marc co, if ever you drop by this blog or whatever, i'd like to say... please stop asking me for help with all those case studies of yours...&lt;br /&gt;other things, which i have been busy (well, sort of) with is marc's case studies-- c programming using turbo c, which i find very annoying, it looks like dos, anyway, am so glad that i am not a student of the university of santo tomas. why? coz the people there (the teachers, anyway) do not know that christmas vacation is meant for the students to get a breather, a break from the stress that is called college. instead they pile them up with tons of homework and assignment. my sister, who is a 2nd year of UST taking up interior design, has 17 plates (drawings etc.) during the break. while, dear friend marc, has 3 case studies, 1 individual and 2 groups works, 2 whose deadline was last dec. 27, 2005. that is two days after christmas. hello? do they expect their students to enjoy their christmas? guess not. and one whose deadline is this friday. which is why i have marc dropping by at my house with his really sleek, metallic blue laptop, and working on his project (that was yesterday) and a couple of weeks ago, i just finished the program for him and gave him a copy.&lt;br /&gt;well... bahala ka na, marc, di na kita tutulungan... good bye, c!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-113634095234632865?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/113634095234632865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=113634095234632865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113634095234632865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113634095234632865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/01/goodbye-c.html' title='goodbye... c!!!'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-113633892651142892</id><published>2006-01-03T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:00:02.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>so... i'm back now... new year... start of the new semester... wow...&lt;br /&gt;so... what have i been up to during the hiatus? a.k.a. the long period of time when i am deprived of internet connection... which also happens to be during the christmas break, so imagine how i felt... anyway...&lt;br /&gt;let's see... my boring christmas break is omposed of days of sims2 sims2 and sims2. really.&lt;br /&gt;what else? hmm... i went to see the fireworks display at the world pyro olympics, at the esplanade (behind sm mall of asia, which happens to be huge...) the fireworks were... what can i say, spectacular... we also got an up front and center view of it from the seawall (coz it's near manila bay), which also happensto be too close for comfort. and i just found out today that australia won in the contest, wow... i got to see the winning fireworks display, which is really grand...&lt;br /&gt;what else? i made cookies. shocking. i discovered that i am truly undomestic... because the cookies sucked. it is as hard as rock. yup. in fact, it is just chocolate chips held together by dough. it is so bad that even ants won't eat it. in fact, i think if you use it to hit someone (like mark), might actually die! joke lng. it is also known as heavy duty cookies. yep. okay, why this disaater? well... the recipe said it needs honey, and i don't have any so duh i didn't add any, so hence.&lt;br /&gt;i also made oatmeal cookies based on the recipe on the can and that turned out fine. as comapred to the chocolate chip ones anyway...&lt;br /&gt;other things... my dad's bday on dec. 26, 2005. we went to dad's (as in the restaurant)...&lt;br /&gt;oo nga pala... belated happy 18th bday, mg! dec. 22, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;i was at a christmas party/ get- together/ surprise bday party (except the person with the bday, sheryl a.k.a. daing, didn't show... so imagine how joma, jecs and antz felt...) anyway, so it was just a christmas get- together thing... also we celebrated aye's bday... btw, yepot, happy 18th bday, dec. 27, 2005.  catch up on things with friends... etc. saw ruth, eri, rayzel, ms. chiaoco (my physics teacher) and ms. corpuz (my bio teacher), rach, gochi... joma, jecs and rach made dinner... fun while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;what else... i drew more portraits, 2 in charcoal, 2 in watercolor, only liked 1 and 2 are torn in pieces in the bottom of the trash can.  i'll probably upload the decent one soon.&lt;br /&gt;so... i think that's it...&lt;br /&gt;happy new year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-113633892651142892?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/113633892651142892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=113633892651142892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113633892651142892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113633892651142892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2006/01/hiatus.html' title='hiatus'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-113393319682061357</id><published>2005-12-06T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T21:26:36.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a long time...</title><content type='html'>I'm back for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings:&lt;br /&gt;Belated Happy Birthday, Ruth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to the winners of the SEA games, more specifically Heidi Ong and Bianca Uy-- who won a bronze medal for swimming!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farewell, Jaicom, we'll miss you, Princess, pTrail...&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, kelan ung farewell party? Princess themed sa Mcdo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-113393319682061357?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/113393319682061357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=113393319682061357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113393319682061357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113393319682061357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/12/after-long-time.html' title='After a long time...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-113271857531891796</id><published>2005-11-22T19:59:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T20:02:55.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up with things that re not meant to be caught Part 2</title><content type='html'>This blog is going on hiatus, because I am quite busy lately and I don't have access to the net at home. So Thanks for dropping by, come again by late December and maybe I'd have time to update this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may still tag and read the previous entries though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-113271857531891796?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/113271857531891796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=113271857531891796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113271857531891796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113271857531891796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/11/catching-up-with-things-th_113271857531891796.html' title='Catching up with things that re not meant to be caught Part 2'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-113271857428216780</id><published>2005-11-22T19:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T20:02:54.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up with things that re not meant to be caught Part 2</title><content type='html'>This blog is going on hiatus, because I am quite busy lately and I don't have access to the net at home. So Thanks for dropping by, come again by late December and maybe I'd have time to update this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may still tag and read the previous entries though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-113271857428216780?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/113271857428216780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=113271857428216780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113271857428216780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113271857428216780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/11/catching-up-with-things-that-re-not_22.html' title='Catching up with things that re not meant to be caught Part 2'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-113031510402912992</id><published>2005-10-26T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T01:25:04.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only a passerby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tomorrow is my midterms for Relsone and departmental exam for Introds. So I ask myself, why am I blogging, downloading mp3s, when I am supposed to be studying? Well, I am a multitasker, I guess, or simply distracted. I am making a reviewer for Relsone right now, I am already studying the part about the different Jewish festivals and memorizing their spellings too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;I am also in that phase when I am addicted to a certain anime, and that anime happens to be Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles. My little sis, borrowed the VCDs from her friend. The mp3s that I'm downloading, happens to be the OST of the aforementioned anime. The songs are really nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Besides that, I think I should also have a recap on the previous happenings of the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;But perhaps, I'll do it later. For now, I'll concentrate on my Relsone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-113031510402912992?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/113031510402912992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=113031510402912992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113031510402912992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/113031510402912992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/10/only-passerby.html' title='Only a passerby...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112995579462811718</id><published>2005-10-21T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:36:34.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>angeliwink layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;hey, kris, pa-comment naman about this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;i was bored one day, and this is what i've come up with. a layout for angeliwink. inspired by her world-stopping-moment-with-falling-rose-petals-and-stars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 362px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="292" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/320/angeliwink1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;credit: pink roses- mine; girl- kris; brushes- pure anodyne and paradox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112995579462811718?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112995533073296192</id><published>2005-10-21T21:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:28:50.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>listening to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;"Message in a Bottle" by John Mayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Just cast away and I am lost at sea oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Another lonely day and no one here but me oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;More loneliness than any man could bare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Rescue me before I fall into despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I send an S.O.S. to the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I send an S.O.S. to the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that someone gets my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that someone gets my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Message in a bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Message in a bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;A year has passed since I wrote my note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I should have known it right from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Only hope can keep us together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Love can mend your life but love can break your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I send an S.O.S. to the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I send an S.O.S. to the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Message in a bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Message in a bottle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Walked out this morning I dont believe what I saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;A hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Seems I'm not alone at being alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;A hundred billion castaways all looking for a home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I send an S.O.S. to the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I send an S.O.S. to the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope that someone gets my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Message in a bottle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Message in a bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sending out an S.O.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112995533073296192?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112995533073296192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112995533073296192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112995533073296192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112995533073296192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/10/listening-to_21.html' title='listening to...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112995472248108536</id><published>2005-10-21T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:18:42.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>did i mention that we had a hectic week and a block picture taking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;well, anyway. we did. and that's all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;did i also mention that hiromi got a 85 in his compro1 exam? well, he did. and so did lilet. also, congrats to all those who have passed their compro1 dept. exam!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112995472248108536?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112995472248108536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112995472248108536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112995472248108536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112995472248108536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/10/did-i-mention-that-we-had-hectic-week.html' title='did i mention that we had a hectic week and a block picture taking?'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112995443245186616</id><published>2005-10-21T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:13:52.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happenings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;hmm... regine, frances and i went to sm megamall yesterday. we also went to st. francis square (yesterday was its opening)- comment on st. francis square, parang greenhills, mas malaki lng ang building nun. pero same same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;ate lunch at pizza hut first, with mark, bea, jacob and liyan. and the rest of the people are in the next table. new hobby: making fun of mark, insulting mark... hehe, what we like about pizza hut, the ambience, the company in the next table and the music. hehe, mark, may song na kyo! won't go much into it, since this is after all public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;ate lunch again at dulcinea, then, lakad lakad, take picture, lakad lakad ulit, went to papamelroti, national bookstore, tambay at coffee dreams. then mostly catching up on each other's lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112995379699454759</id><published>2005-10-21T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:03:17.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;it's the little things that add up to big things. little things such as little hurts, annoyances, things that are too little, that when you think about it, is really miniscule, and shoudln't really bother anyone at all, such as the clothes you wear, or the expressions you use, or the little sarcastic comments, or the little things about you that you don't usually notice. except people notice them, for them they are also little things. but when they put all these little things together, it adds up into big things. those little things that have been left unsaid, the little gaps left in between, soon you will find yourself standing on the other side of the big space, away from others, away from your friends, your classmates, people around you, because of these little things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;to hell, with life and with living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;if you don't like who i am, then you dont like who i am, and all you are gonna yet is, who i am. that is crap. why? because human beings can learn to adapt. adapt to their surroundings, adapt to their environment, you can't honestly say that you can be an island, all by yourself and not needing anyone. you truly can't. because we are human, human, get affected by culture, all sort of culture, pop culture. and other influences. sometimes, in life you have to conform, not only to the written rules, but to those that are implied but not stated. but this doesn't mean you have to loose your individualism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;to hell, with life and with living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;anyway, life is not always perfect. in fact it rarely is. nothing is perfect. and nobody is. perfect. we all have mistakes. we all make mistakes. it is impossible not to find fault in anyone. even if you think that you are all righteous and prim and perfect, you are not. sometimes, people can accept others faults, sometimes they can't. is there prejudice? i'm not sure. maybe there is, maybe there isn't. friends accept each others mistakes. they accept each other for who they are. but other people might not accept you for who you are, no matter what you do. i don't really understand the reason why. the only thing that i know is, if one of them- the conformist, find the little things about you that they don't like, and somehow, everyone, also sees it too, and said those little things that bother them and dare not say or never bothered to say before. maybe sometimes, things are meant to be left unsaid. sometimes, they should be said, even if it might hurt feelings. or whatever sentiments one might have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;to hell, with life and with living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;actually i have no idea why i am writing these. maybe something is bothering me, maybe nothing is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;to hell, with life and with living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;i am human, therefore i am not perfect. things bother me. even little things. i get hurt. i get frustrated. i say nasty things. i hide. i say things that hurt people. i say things that annoys and frustrates people. sometimes, i forget to care about others feelings. sometimes, i bring people down. i pour cold water over their head. i insult them. sometimes. i tend to be boastful. sometimes, i praise myself. and think highly of myself even though i'm not. i get self consious, i have typos, wrongs spelling, wrong pronounciations, bad grammar. i make mistakes. too many too mention. sometimes my sarcasm gets out of hand. sometimes i hurt people unintentionally. i know there are little things about me too, that people might not like. for those who accpet me for who i am. i thank you. for those who don't, please tell me. also for all those things that i might have done, that hurt you, or anyone else. i'm sorry. i'm sorry for making mistakes. i'm sorry for being human. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;to hell, with life and with living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;what is the point of everything? i asked a friend once. he replied. it is to keep us busy, while we ait our deaths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;to hell, with life and with living.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112995379699454759?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112995379699454759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112995379699454759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112995379699454759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112995379699454759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/10/little-things.html' title='Little Things'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112980429641549438</id><published>2005-10-20T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T20:35:05.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm... INTRODS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;am a dork, aren't i? anyways, ateneans and tomasians have a nice sembreak. when you are sleeping in your beds, think of all your lasallian and benildean friends who are still slaving away behind their wooden desks in their classrooms, listening to endless discussions of data structures, tautology, union, intersection, sets, summation, sequences etc. (subalit introduction to discrete mathematics, in short)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;anyway, why a dork, well, i am working on my introds problem set. okay, not really, coz i am blogging, but anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;kis just discovered that i got the numbering wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;so, wow. major corrections. followed by grr... nakakainis naman. other annoying things. our other uncontributing groupmate, who cqan't do anything coz he doesn't get a thing that we have been discussing in class, even though we are supposed to have a midterm exam next week. well, at leats he is sorry. but heck. funny thing is im not that bothered. maybe coz we already knew that he would be dead weight on the group. we kind of expected what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;so anyways, introds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;P. 95 #22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;a. A U C = B U C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;-&gt; false.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;-&gt; A{1, 2, 3, 4}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;B{2, 3, 4}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;C{4, 5, 6}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;A U C = {1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;B U C = {2, 3, 4, 5, 6}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/1600/#20ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/320/%2320ab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;BE RIGHT BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112980429641549438?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112980429641549438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112980429641549438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112980429641549438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112980429641549438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmm-introds.html' title='hmm... INTRODS'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112919886560869789</id><published>2005-10-13T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T03:21:05.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons why I have so many posts in one day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Because I have incoherent thoughts. I have a complicated mind that works in strange ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Englone survey report. Successful. I mean, it was okay and everything, with flash and everything, also a comprehensive report in general. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Em's and Jet's presentation were really cool too. The thing with Compsci students, even simple reports can be done elaborately and very animated with the use of flash and that makes it so astig! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Will be writing a descriptive essay in Englone next week, decided to write about Decadence (the yummy chocolate cake from Goodies and Sweets!) Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112919886560869789?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112919886560869789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112919886560869789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112919886560869789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112919886560869789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/10/reasons-why-i-have-so-many-posts-in.html' title='Reasons why I have so many posts in one day...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112919831676520436</id><published>2005-10-13T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T03:11:56.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent is not meant to be hidden.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L.E.A.P.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Lasallian Enrichment Alternative Program is a half- day event, where Lasallians get to pick their own alternative class, instead of their usual classes. There were a wide variety of classes to choose from such as Taekwondo, Basic Photography, Basic Drawing, Beads, German, Wall Climbing etc. I chose the Basic Photography, because the venue is in Yuchengco. Haha! And of course, because I am an aspiring photographer. My reaction to the class. Well, I learned quite alot, such as about depth of field, aperture, shutter speed etc. Also about flash, when and when not to use it. How to take dynamic, artistic photographs etc. Overall, it was a very informative experience. Perks, Bea and I got to be in the same class as the-guy-with-the-HAIR. Hehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Talent? What talent?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you see what I see?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;The Self- Proclaimed Genius is currently watching Tsubasa Chronicles SEASON ONE on VCD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you hear what I hear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;The Self- Proclaimed Genius is currently listening to the OST of Tsubasa Chronicles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;By the way, to listen to what the self- proclaimed genius is listening to, just check the link and download it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.otaku-universe.com/~headstro/site/music.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.otaku-universe.com/~headstro/site/music.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you know what I know?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Get into the mind of the Self- Proclaimed Genius by reading this blog and all the past, present and future entries. Also comment and tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;You may of course check out the F.Y.I. that will be posted by and by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112919831676520436?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112919831676520436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112919831676520436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112919831676520436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112919831676520436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/10/talent-is-not-meant-to-be-hidden.html' title='Talent is not meant to be hidden.'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112919728179499250</id><published>2005-10-13T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T02:54:41.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened when you discover that you are not what you thought you were?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Happy Birthday,  Jacob! Tnx sa libre!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;The question: What happens when the self- proclaimed genius discovered that she is not really a genius at all? What then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;What you thought you were is not real, but an imagination made by the depths of your own mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;The self- proclaimed genius made such a discovery today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Enough drama. The fact is, I failed!!! Yup, am stupid, had failed my Compro2 departmental exam. And the shocking thing is, I don't feel bad. Starnge. Somehow, it is expected, because I know I didn't do well. I mean, I did study, somehow, my logic skills fail me, or are not up to par as I have thought. Haha! Laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Currently downloading all the songs fom Tsubasa Chronicles' OST, really nice. Esp. Ship of Fools and A Song of Storm and Fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112919728179499250?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112919728179499250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112919728179499250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112919728179499250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112919728179499250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-happened-when-you-discover-that.html' title='What happened when you discover that you are not what you thought you were?'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112886059528367802</id><published>2005-10-09T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T05:23:15.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 18th Birthday, Frances!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/1600/Dsc02400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/320/Dsc02400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;What:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Frances' Debut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;When:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;October 8, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Where: Century Park Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Who: Us!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;(left-right) Reg, Jecs, Joma, Thea, Aye, Tina, Ruth, Abi and Me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Let's see... what can I say? First time na nagkita- kita kami wearing gowns and makeup since the prom. Ang ganda talaga ni Frances, with a pink gown and trail and a tiara. And of course, all of us looks lovely too! Hahaha! First time that I have seen Frances and some of the others, since graduation. So masaya, parang reunion! Happy Birthday, ulit, Frances!!! 18 ka na!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112886059528367802?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112886059528367802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112886059528367802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112886059528367802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112886059528367802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-18th-birthday-frances.html' title='Happy 18th Birthday, Frances!'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112867619785301227</id><published>2005-10-07T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T02:09:57.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Metamorphosis of a Pink Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;The Birth of a Pink Rose. It is slowing blooming, full of life and color. Funny, it reminds me of chocolate. So smooth , so soft and so velvety. Truly, beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/1600/Dsc02186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/320/Dsc02186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/1600/Dsc021771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/320/Dsc021771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/1600/Dsc02170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/320/Dsc02170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/1600/Dsc02173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/320/Dsc02173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;The Metamorphosis of a Pink Rose. A few days have passed. It is slowly drained of life and color. It slowly wilts and bow its head in despair. How can such a beautiful thing die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/1600/Dsc022621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/320/Dsc022621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/1600/Dsc02265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/320/Dsc02265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/1600/Dsc022611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/320/Dsc022611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/1600/Dsc02273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4400/883/320/Dsc02273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;The self- proclaimed genius as a photographer. (All photographs are the intellectual property of the self- proclaimed genius a.k.a. Hsiao Wei Chen. Do not reproduce without written or expressed permission from the owner.)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;The self- proclaimed genius is also a stock photographer and maintains a stock account on DeviantArt.(&lt;a href="http://emptysoul-stock.deviantart.com"&gt;http://emptysoul-stock.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112867619785301227?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112867619785301227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112867619785301227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112867619785301227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112867619785301227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/10/metamorphosis-of-pink-rose.html' title='The Metamorphosis of a Pink Rose'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112867360002751909</id><published>2005-10-07T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T01:36:23.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories begin to fade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;"It is more painful to be forgotten than to die." accdg. to Mark Paltao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, between the start of the second semester and now, many things have happened. Some, that are hanging on threads in the interweavings of my memories. Nyaks! This are some that I remember but can't remember when it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;What follows will be a series of incoherent and unrelated words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;L.E.A.P.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Basic Photography. Yuchengco Bldg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Saliksik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Watched Prince of Egypt in Relsone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Downloaded the soundtrack of Prince of Egypt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Listened to Helena by My Chemical Romance. Has Catchy tune and cool video. Downloaded both mp3 and music video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sorted the mp3s in my comp and transfered some to the mp3 player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wants to watch Brother's Grimm. But haven't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wants to watch Corpse Bride. But haven't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Nakahiram ng mga libro galing kay Jessica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Finished reading many many books. As if! Just Meg Cabot's The Guy Next Door, Boy Meets Girl, and Every Boy's Got One, Ready Or Not. Rosie Dunne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Youth of the Nation. Where is the Love? I speak. What the youth of today is thinking and the problems they face. Their hopes, their dreams. What they think about God. How God changed their lives. A multimedia presentation, I Speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tsubasa Chronicles. Syaoran, Sakura, Fye, Kurogome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Survey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Annoying texter and caller, named Martin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Stopped calling. Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sims 2. Perfect Family. Literally perfect. With lots of money, always happy, aspiration is fulfilled. Etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;This ends here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;More to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112867360002751909?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112867360002751909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112867360002751909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112867360002751909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112867360002751909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/10/memories-begin-to-fade.html' title='Memories begin to fade...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112867006322295905</id><published>2005-10-07T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T01:11:28.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a recap in bulleted form</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sept. 19, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sept. 20, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sept. 21, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sept. 22, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sept. 23, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sept. 24, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sept. 25, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sept. 26, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sept. 27, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Relsone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Compro2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Englone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;-PEDance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sept. 28, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Introso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Introds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Englone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sept. 29, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Relsone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Compro2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Englone. Discussed non prose forms. Have project/ report. Think of topic. Needs to conduct survey with 5 questions, 5 choices to each question and 50 respondents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Hindi pumasok si MG. Hindi rin Pumasok si Dado at si Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sept. 30, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Introso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Introds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Lunch at Shakey's with Kris, Eloisa, Paul, Liyan, Jaicom, Jacob, Mark, Xan, Bea, MG, Gina. Ate at four different tables para mas tipid sa service charge. Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Had Lab in Compro2 for the first time. Very very hard Problems. Did not even finish one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Oct. 1, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Tried doing Lab Exercise for Compro2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Went to watch I Speak by the JEC's YFC. Saw Ruth etc. performing. Sat with Kathleen, Phoeberry etc. Saw the Ateneans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Ate dinner at Kamayan/ Saisaki/ Dad's. Salmon... yum... Tuna... yum... Cake... yum... Sushi... yum... Kinilaw... yum... Ginataang Saging... yum... Nachos... yum... Cream Puff... yum... Egg Tart... yum... Wasabi... yum... Salmon... yum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Oct. 2, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Watched Tsubasa Chronicles for the whole day. Finished 7 episodes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Watched The Perfect Man. Lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Oct. 3, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Introso's prof, Mrs. Stella Go didn't show. Answered Englone Assignment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Introds. Nagdiscuss ang group ni Lilet, Gel, Ken at Richard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Englone. Hindi rin nagshow and prof namin. Si Ms. Parina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Naglab. Ginawa ang Lab exercise ng Compro2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Break. Ate at Saje's. Saw Dino Chong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Gawa ulit ng Lab exercise. Nagpatulong kanila, Mark at Jeff Cua "henyo". Saw Lance. (Paul thinks he looks cute, he is shocked to discover that Lance has a girlfriend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Finished Problem 1 and 2 of the exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Kumain ng snack sa McDo with Em, Jaicom and Paul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Continued working on Lab exercise Problem 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Chat with Tope, Bicoy, Liyan etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Ate dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Continued with Problem 3. Finished but not sure if it works correctly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-End of day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Oct. 4, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Relsone. Quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Passed lab exercise in Compro2. Passed API.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Englone. Discussed questions for survey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Topic: Movie Genres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;1. What's you most favorite movie genre?&lt;br /&gt;a. Comedy&lt;br /&gt;b. Horror&lt;br /&gt;c. Sci-Fi&lt;br /&gt;d. Romance&lt;br /&gt;e. Action&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;2. If your favorite movie genre is not available, which will you choose?&lt;br /&gt;a. Comedy&lt;br /&gt;b. Horror&lt;br /&gt;c. Sci-Fi&lt;br /&gt;d. Romance&lt;br /&gt;e. Action&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;3. What's you least favorite genre?&lt;br /&gt;a. Comedy&lt;br /&gt;b. Horror&lt;br /&gt;c. Sci-Fi&lt;br /&gt;d. Romance&lt;br /&gt;e. Action&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;4. What catches your attention in watching a certain movie?&lt;br /&gt;a. Director&lt;br /&gt;b. Cast&lt;br /&gt;c. Plot&lt;br /&gt;d. Special Effects&lt;br /&gt;e. Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;5. What's your reason in watching a certain movie?&lt;br /&gt;a. Hobby&lt;br /&gt;b. Influence of others&lt;br /&gt;c. Boredom&lt;br /&gt;d. Fanatic&lt;br /&gt;e. Others&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Ate lunch at The Venue, with Hiromi, Jacob, Joanna, Mark, Liyan, Nikki, Bea, MG. Naglaro ng billiards sina Jacob at Hiromi. Pinanood lang namin sila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Had PEDance. Mambo. Variation 2 and 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Studied for Compro2. Slight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Oct. 5, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Had boring lessons. Introso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Introds- nagdiscuss si Richard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Englone. Had lesson in prewriting, it runs out that journaling(blogging included) is a prewriting activity. Had a freewriting activity, where we were supposed to write whatever that comes to mind in 10 minutes, without stopping, correcting, minding grammer, spelling or proper capitalization or whatever. Paul's work was read aloud. I don't understand how this guy's mind work. I mean, who can talk about the color pink and baby blue for a whole ten minutes. Even if pink is his color of the day and the first thing that comes to his mind when it comes to smoking. Strange. Indeed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Ate lunch at Don Don's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Played "roll the dice" with LSCS members, Paul, Cathy, Jorelle, Jaicom, Liyan, Roxanne, Hans, Jeff Cua, Gie, Jeff Ko, Sir Nelson was also there (gumagawa siya ng isyu between Paul and Jorelle, si Paul daw ang lucky charm ni Jorelle). Did not win any major prizes, such as mp3 player, digicam, webcam, flashdrive etc., or any pink porings (which sir nelson taught was a pillow, kahit na stuff toy talaga siya), or tshirts. Only won chichirias, candy and of course, C2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;- Saw Tracy, Maxi, Aaron, Sydney, Mawi etc. Naglunch sila sa Shakey's. And saw Richmond, too. I was supposed to wear the Jaicom's pink crown with jewels and fluff (his bday gift from your truly) on my way to the conserv, kasi trip lang, when I saw them so thank God I didn't wear it, or my reputation as possible punk, goth, rocker or whatever would be ruined. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Tambay at Conservatory for more than 4 hours, just staring into space, taking pictures pictures of ourselves wearing pink crown. Tried to study, but syempre distracted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Ate snack/ dinner at McDo, saw Maxi again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Took the Departmental Exam in Compro2, very hard. Bagsak na ako, for sure! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Bangag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Slept at 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Oct. 6, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Had Relsone. Nakita ang astig na laptop ni Father, na Windows, na may desktop theme ng Mac. Lessons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Had Compro2, confirmed that I will indeed fail the Dept.Ex. Grr... nagbigay ng Machine Project Specifications si Ms. Nats. Very hard. We are supposed to make a program that fulfills what a diskette does. Or data structures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Realized that I will repeat Compro2, for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Had Englone. Topic sentence of paragraphs, essays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Distributed surveys for Englone report at the Conservatory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Had lunch at Red Ribbon with Cathy, Mark and Nikki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;-Slept from 2:45-7:00 (More or less).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&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/15943712-112867006322295905?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112843450461544795</id><published>2005-10-04T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T07:03:24.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to catch up with things that are not meant to be caught...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;the life of as self- proclaimed genius. the question, who is this self- proclaimed genius? well, she is just a ordinary girl, not more than 5 feet, wears glasses, black t- shirt, jeans and slip ons, wavy hair tied in a pony tail. she also happens to be a computer science student of de la salle university- manila. she is currently annoyed. annoyed at what? you might ask. what right has she to be annoyed. and frustrated. it is not as if she failed her major subjects last semester. in fact, because she didn't fail compro1 (computer programming 1), like many of her block mates, she has to take up compro2, which follows compro1. so, unlike, those who failed compro1, she has has to take up lessons on arrays and strings, which really confuses her. and hence, she becomes annyoed and extremely irritable. she isn't happy, because her, along with what is left of S18 (her block) in compro2, will be having their departmental exam tomorrow, one which she haven't studied for- yet. but she will get to that. she promised herself. yet, her eyes are tired and her eye lids refuse to open. her muscles ache, after the grueling hours of mambo dancing in pedance, which is also similarly stressing and frustrating. especially since, even though a self- proclaimed genius, she has two left feet, and can never get the cross- step- pause right and can't quite understand the turn. all she understood was it is supposed to involve to feet, the left and the right, as in left- right- left, not left- left- left, which are all she has. now, she is playing my chemical romance's helena over and over on her real player, because it is catchy and has a really cool lss effect on her the other day. many apologies, said the self- proclaimed genius. because of her so- called hectic life, that involves watching DVDs and Tsubasa Chronicles on VCD, trying to participate in classes and digest what the professors discussed, contemplate life and death and the meaning of life in general and looking for other methods to show off her self- proclaimed genius, she has been unable to update her blog for quite some time. and she promised herself that she will get to that soon enough. starting with the making of a new layout- still in the drawing board, that does not involve the color pink, and does not look goth, because that is something that the self- proclaimed genius is not, despite what others may think. but as prevously mentioned the self- proclaimed genius is tired, and therefore she shall retire, so till next postings! so long and good night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112843450461544795?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112843450461544795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112843450461544795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112843450461544795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112843450461544795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/10/trying-to-catch-up-with-things-that.html' title='trying to catch up with things that are not meant to be caught...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112737631093335782</id><published>2005-09-22T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T02:05:15.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;will indulge you in the fascinating story of my life in the succeeding entries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112737631093335782?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112711485814174764</id><published>2005-09-19T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T00:27:38.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mooncake festival thingie at the coconut palace</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;this sums up my sunday evening. for once, the venue for the chinese (actually i think it is the taiwanese) association ek ek. get together to celebrate the ek ek moon cake festival is no longer at gloria maris, greenhills! major shock. hehe. in fact it is at the coconut palace, sa may ccp complex. i have not seen the place before yesterday. i only seen it on amazing race 6 or something. but anyway, it turns out that they had gloria maris cater. ack!!! na naman! nasasawa na talaga ako sa food dun! i took pictures of the place, mostly the chandeliers, and lamps (weird obsession). my elder sister didn't go with us, because she has a rotaract induction ceremony at the jade valley, timog ave. so kami lang ng shobe ko. we spent most of the time bored, 'coz the service is-- as usual slow, one of the my dad's friends actually left and ate somewhere else. strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;hmmm... that was yesterday. now today. hmmm... boring classes. as usual. ate lunch at kenny roger's. that's it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112711485814174764?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112711485814174764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112711449704798698</id><published>2005-09-19T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T00:30:13.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout: the vampire within</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;haha! halloween themed layout, featuring one of the pictures from a photo shoot of your truly, last halloween. edited in photoshop. using *bionic7 a.k.a. alex casteel's favorite tools in ps7, dodge and burn. going for his goth thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;credits:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;annika von holdt brushes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;another brush set, which i forgot to whom it belongs to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;photographer-- my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;still in the process of editing the whole site.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112711449704798698?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112711449704798698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112711449704798698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112711449704798698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112711449704798698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-layout-vampire-within.html' title='new layout: the vampire within'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112694084490472461</id><published>2005-09-16T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T00:18:11.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dear friend and nothing more</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;this is the tentative title of the pop lit that i'll be working on. yup, the self- proclaimed genius is a writer. but i am going for a more casual and contemporary approach. which is i have to say different from the poems that i have been posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;most of this will be based on true stories, or basically the lives of- anyway, our lives, featuring us, with possibly different names so that i can claim that it is fictional. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;here's the idea. it is based on the lives of the so- called "singles"-- bea, kris and me. who at one point of their lives had a crush on of of their close guy friends. and wish to be duh more than a friend. but somehow that doesn't seem to be happening.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;something of sort. it will be in ths tyle of meg cabot' the guy next door series, the story will be told in the form of emails, blogs, and text messages etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;that's it so far. i'll keep you posted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112694084490472461?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112693941144761875</id><published>2005-09-16T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T23:43:31.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bookworm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;book list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;1. the guy next door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;2. rosie dunn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;3. ready or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;4. the pilgrimage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;5. the fifth mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;this are the books that are piling on my desk, which my older sister encourage me to read. yup, i am very much into pop lit. and paulo coelho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;still thinking of how to make my layout for this site i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;did i mention about last week's pe class? i don't think i did. well, from now on i am once again known as michelle. yup, it was my nickname when i was a kid. but no one calls me that now. okay, aside from occasional teasing from my friends, whom i have known since preschool. (kathleen etc. and those people who heard her call me that such us chong-- this still means my high school bud, dino chong, and wilnard etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;did i also mention how much i hate my teacher?  but i think that is a given. but how he seems to like mikel. and all that. that is well, unexpected and shocking. in a repulsive, stomach wrenching way. and mikel is the president of our pe class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;class of officers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;pres. mikel afzelius&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;v.pres. marenza dangla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;sec. hsiao wei chen (yup, secretary once again!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;pro kris angeli santiagel (hehe!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;    hiromi ishikawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;he also made fun of everyone while we are trying to introduce ourselves. he (this mean the d.i.) was also very mean to this girl who was from cebu, basically forcing her to say that the reason why she is in la salle is because la salle is the BEST. what an ego. i never knew that there are ateneans in la salle (by this i mean, people who are uber proud of their school and keeps saying that there school is the best). he also asked me to give an english name or i would not get to sit down. what a bother. i am proud of my name and doesn't feel it is necessary for me to pick another one, like the other taiwanese students he had taught in the past. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;he also made fun or critisize anton's accent (this is th guy in our algtrig class last sem, you know, the one that always seem to be sleeping and who sat next to me at the lab during the last day before the submission of the mp asking how to compile a program) because he is from san deigo california.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;anway, he also made us give examples of emotions and made some of us act it out while walking. xan, being the talented stage actress, performed confused really well, and recieved alot of applause and praise from us and the teacher. then kris, who mostly covered her face to show shock, don't know how that works, but she was made to repeat thrice! then the other pretty girl from another block, then joana, with her excellent portrait of frustation. she is stressed because of that. which makes it more realistic. but come to think of it, she is often frustarted and stressed. and then anton, who was kind of convincing too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;did i mention that half of the class wasn't present due to the lack of pe uniforms?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;also he criticized most of the pe teachers! even dr. mascardo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;hell, that's it for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112693941144761875?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112693941144761875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112693941144761875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112693941144761875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112693941144761875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/bookworm.html' title='bookworm'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112693821224078060</id><published>2005-09-16T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T23:23:32.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday, princess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;friday. september 16, 2005. Jaicom Mojica turned 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;school started as usual, the boring subjects that are meant to humanize us, robots such as introso and the subjects that are meant to turn us, robots into more logical robots. then that ends it. our class ended at 10 something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;then one of interesting things happened. em spotted kitchie nadal in near yuchengco then follwed her to the bathroom. nikki and i did whatever we usually do in the bathroom, failing to notice that kitchie is actually there. then, kitchie left, accoring to em. and there was a cellphone left on the sink, which nikki saw and started asking who i belongs to. another girl and em said that i might belong to ktchie. then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;there were high school students who were touring la salle who happened to come in the bathroom and when they found out that nikki was holding kitchie's phone they literally shrieked. which is one of the reason why we couldn't possibly leave it (the cellphone, i mean, with her picture in it, which is another reason why we have known that it belogned to kitchie) where we found it. so we went looking for in, accdg. to mark and jacob she went to the sps bldg. and we did too. em wanted to get a hold of the phone so that she can return it herself and they might be friends or something (her and kitchie that is) but nikki, being the more mature and sane person, held onto it. like it matters, who returns the phone. we are not kris, who can be starstruck oh so easily. then, jaicom and i saw kitchie and we told her that she left her phone and nikki returned it to her, at that time em and paul etc. are somewhere else. and didn't got to talk to her. which i think is one of the reasons why em was so quite after that. (if its not, or whatever, you can just tell me, em, its just my assumption), but anyway, kitchie was looking for a bank and we told her there might be one at egi taft tower (which is the only place us, robots aka goks people know about) and i guess she did go there. btw, she is quite nice, and doesn't look like the kitchie on her music videos, which accdg. to jacob has something to do with the camera angles or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;after that we went to glorietta (which is quite frustrating, 'coz we had to ride on the mrt-- btw, it is my first time on the mrt) and i discovered that it is not as comfortable like the purple line aka lrt2. in fact it looks kind of grimy, like the new york subway or something-- not that i have ever been on the new york subway, or new york, for that matter. it is grimy and has alot of people, like canned sardines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;that is stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;we ate lunch at greenwhich. now here comes the second interesting thing that happened. except this was a bad thing. okay, here goes, jacob accidentally spilled gravy all over paul, which means-- all over his shirt, his white pants and shoes and all. he naturally, being the gay guy that he is freaked. and got really annoyed, but who wouldn't be? so after lunch, jaicon, em, liyan and he went to buy a new wardrobe. and us? mark and i went to search for sweets, to cure him from his sugar tooth. and so called headache caused by it. and nikki kept jacob company as he finish his second chili con carne-- his appetite is unbelievable. then we munched on mrs. fileds cookies. and talked as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;then when paul finally done his shopping it was too late to watch a movie and besides it was raining hard and we only commute. so em and liyan left. the rest of us went to timezone. and paul found some of his high school friends and we left him there. he also gave jacob his dirty laundry to wash. because jacob had offered and paul had taken him up on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;then jaicom went to buy an umbrella as nikki and i went to the girl's section of toy kingdom to find a crown for princess jaicom. nikki also tried out some of the witch's hat and broom on display for halloween. which really suits her. joke! we found a perfect pink crown, with jewels and feathers or fluff. and nikki made an announcement through the customer service thing they had at toy kingdom. "happy birthday, jaicom mojica" and the whole enchilada. which was quite interesting. i never had that on my 18th birthday. not that i wanted it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;then we spent the res of the grueling minutes getting back to la salle on the mrt then lrt1, getting squished and all. i hate commuting during the rush hour. in fact, i hate commuting. period. well, probably except the freedom you get from commuting. but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;oh, the reason, why we went back to la salle was because we left our bags at nikki's dorm. anyway, i finally saw Chong (by this i mean, my high school friend, Dino Chong. not Rochard Arcilla, whom Bicoy and his gang had given him chong as a nickname) after he claims, that because i always have gimmicks, which is why i don't see him at school. but i did had a gimmick and saw him at school anyway. i missed the guy. he was supposed to make fun of maxi (aka vanness wu aka dark gothic person with his leather jacket aka leonardo hand bag sales representative) together. except both of fun changed their courses from comp sci to something else, for the case of chong, he chose industrial eng. and maxi, is till on gokongwei, but his course is ictm. so for those who might want to shift to ictm, think about this, you might be classmates with my so- salled friend maxi and from my description of him, well, you get my drift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;jaicom, used his new bag, that he had bought and his umbrella. and we went to the second pat of our commuting process, lrt1 then lrt2 and so on. i should have just ambushed chong and asked for a ride home. because i don't think he commutes. nor does most of my high school classmates in la salle, ust or ateneo, for that matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;anyway. stress again. coz i got squished in a can of sardines again. then finally i got home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;then kris called and we talked for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;it turns out there is a second pat to the kitchie nadal incident. because she did go to egi taft tower and there she was spotted by hiromi, jm and gie. where hiromi borrowed jm's phone and asked for kitchie's number, and she did give it to them. well, at least she has a number to give, now that her phoneis with her again, thanks to us truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;there are some things that kris told me about someone too. but i can't say. coz it is a secret. and blogs are not the best place for those. considering how many bored people read this in between classes. (i apologize for not fixing my layout yet, i have been recruiting people to help me do so, but have not had any replies yet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;then later, my sister pointed out to me that what if one of my high school friends read this blog. and the poem that i posted on the previous entry is obviously talking about him. well, i will not give him the link i guess. or i could just die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;end of entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;happy birthday once again, to jaicom mojica aka princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112693821224078060?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112693821224078060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112693821224078060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112693821224078060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112693821224078060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/happy-birthday-princess.html' title='happy birthday, princess!'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112678988218548475</id><published>2005-09-15T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T06:11:22.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday-- relsone, compro2, englone, lunch at tubbie's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;discussed arrays in compro2, has an assignment. had a game in englone, quite interesting, our group won!!! we were group mates with this decent- looking guy named Dado. hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;la talaga akong makwento, boring kasi life ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;oh right, i gave some advice to Lara from DevArt, about college and stuff, she is so lucky to be taking up course she really loves, btw, you can check out her gallery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://larafaerie.deviantart.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;http://larafaerie.deviantart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;hmmm... nageemote ako ngayon for no reason. you know the feeling when tears are there but doesn't seem to fall down your face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;emotions that can't be fully expressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;or explained for that matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;but you know that its there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;you know there are tears behind your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;but it won't overflow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe because you will it not to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe you don't know the reason why you feel that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;but you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;there is anger, loneliness and probably jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;there is sense of regret, lack of self- esteem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;there is joy, somehow too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;all these feelings inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;that is tugging at my heartstrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;and bothering me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel intense sadness even though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;i have no right to feel that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;maybe that is why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;my tears won't fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;i am confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;yet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REVISED VERSION OF THE PREVIOUS POEM:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dear Friend and nothing more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Just wanted to say hello,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;It has been a while hasn't it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess I missed you, a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;I missed the times when I made fun of your huge ego,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Wait, that didn't sound so nice,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;But what can you expect from a frank person like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;I missed the times when I got annoyed at you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Because you were better than I was in Math,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Remember how I had to bruise &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; ego and ask you for help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;I missed the times when I insulted you in so many ways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;I never seem to ran out of bad things to say about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Can't help it, sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;But you took all that so well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;As far as I can remember you never got mad at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Despite at all those things that I've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;--. to be continued&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112678988218548475?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112678988218548475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112678988218548475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112678988218548475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112678988218548475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/thursday-relsone-compro2-englone-lunch.html' title='thursday-- relsone, compro2, englone, lunch at tubbie&apos;s'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112678870839521903</id><published>2005-09-15T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T05:51:48.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>for those who at one time in their life had a crush on their friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;kris, ikaw ang tinutukoy ko dito. here's a poem, inspired by your life story. except sometimes feelings and emotions are hard to express with words. simple but sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dear friend and nothing more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;hey there, i missed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;there are some things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;that i want you to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanted to say hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;as my car passed by your house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;but i don't know the words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanted to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;but you looked my past me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;as if you hadn't seen me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;i wanted to see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;when you planned that little outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;but i bailed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;the truth is i have no idea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;why i did what i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;but what does it matter now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;i have always been there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;always there in the shadows, perhaps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;because you don't notice me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;or maybe you do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;but i'll never be something more than a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;always a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;when i told you how i felt about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;you said we are just friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;always a friend, nothing more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;--&gt;scratch lang 'to aayusin ko pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112678870839521903?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112678870839521903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112678870839521903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112678870839521903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112678870839521903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/for-those-who-at-one-time-in-their.html' title='for those who at one time in their life had a crush on their friend'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112678046577401861</id><published>2005-09-15T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T03:34:25.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;working on it. due to special request from kris angeli banez sanchiagel (paano ba ang spelling ng surname ni ekiss?) or ather looking for fellow DevArt addicts who can help me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112678046577401861?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112678046577401861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112678046577401861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112678046577401861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112678046577401861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-layout.html' title='new layout'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112678008200817554</id><published>2005-09-15T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T03:28:02.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>breathing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm finding my way back to sanity again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Though I don't really know what i'm gonna do when i get there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I take a breath and hold on tight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Spin around one more time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;And gracefully fall back to the arms of grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause I am hanging on every word you're saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Even if you don't wanna speak tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;That's alright, alright with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause I want nothing more than to sit outside heaven's door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;nd listen to you breathing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its where i wanna be, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Where I wanna be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm looking past the shadows in my mind into the truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;And i'm trying to identify the voices in my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;God wish won't you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Let me feel one more time what if feels like to feel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;And break these caluses off me one more time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause I am hanging on every word you're saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Even if you don't wanna speak tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;That's alright, alright with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause I want nothing more than to sit outside of your door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;And listen to you breathing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its where I wanna be, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh i don't want a thing from you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Bet you're tired of me waiting for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;The scraps to fall off of your table to the ground &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;La da da da... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause i just wanna be here now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause I am hanging on every word you're saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Even if you don't wanna speak tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;That's alright, alright with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause I want nothing more than to sit outside heaven's door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;And listen to you breathing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its where i wanna be, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Where I wanna be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause I am hanging on every word you're saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Even if you don't wanna speak tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;That's alright, alright with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause I want nothing more than to sit outside heaven's door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;And listen to you breathing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Its where i wanna be, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Where I wanna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;--&gt; heard this song in Tubbie's today and can't get it out of my head, playing the mp3 over and over again is of course, not helping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112678008200817554?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112678008200817554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112678008200817554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112678008200817554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112678008200817554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/breathing.html' title='breathing'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112662031586716130</id><published>2005-09-13T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T07:22:32.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life goes on</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;let's see... currently I am staring at one of ~AkikoWeasley's artworks, a photomanipulation. as in literally staring, why? because he says it contains one of my stock photos, but I can't seem to find it, I mean, here's the link of his work, so you can stare with me, hehe (&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/22876511/"&gt;http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/22876511/&lt;/a&gt;) Kinda of weird, I mean being inspired by absinthe and all (in any case, absinth is illegal. hehe, also it is a drink that makes people hallucinate... like drugs...) anyway, i am deciding on which stock photographer's group to join (DevArt).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;besides all that... today is the second day of the second sem. saya... as if!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;saan kayo ako maguumpisa? first day, introso-- introduction to sociology, mrs. stella go, g207 (ata!), hmmm... okay naman, i mean, nagorient lang siya tapos tinanong sa 'min kung bakit may sociology subject kami. siyempre, dahil required siya at... para marunong kami magrelate with people. and she also mentioned the whole socially deviant thing (like what jed said), na kahit na compsci students kami, kailangan din magrelate with people, not just computers. aww... akala ko pa naman na best friend ko na si compee forever! joke! pero ang corny ko. to hell with it! what do i think of sociology... hmmm... mahal ang libro kaya nagpaxerox na lang ako... may napapansin pala ako, hindi ako nagtetext lingo! saya! nagimprove na 'ko, hehe. well, sociology is one of the courses, where in we would be able to recite often and share all sorts of ideas. which is good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;next subject introds-- introduction to discrete mathematical structures, with sir nelson (na naman!?!) pero okay lang, kasi *mabait naman siya, or sanay na kami sa kanya, at binigyan pa kami ng quiz. on the first day!!! and bait talaga!!! more logic and recusive loops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;next is englone, like em said, cool yung guy na akala namin na magiging professor namin, i mean he has an earring and all... but he is lost. our teacher-- jose parina turns out to be a girl. as in jose cristina parina. strict, kikay, mayaman, cheerleader type. mapanlait. just because some high schools don't have book reports and some students don't enjoy reading. and doesn't like pop lit. doesn't like pop lit?! who can not love becky bloomwood, mia thermopolis and etc. ?! basta, yun na. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;oo nga pala, there is also this thing called ell-- english language laboratory, which is for students who has poor grammar etc. and it is solely based on the reflective essay that we wrote today, mine is well, as usual sucky. i mean, i wrote about waning to be a better writer, and even though i am more focused on poetry (i am a dead but still a poet or a wannabe poet, as you can see in the literature part of my blog) i should also enhance my skills in academic writing etc. and a bunch of other run on sentences, and clauses (i love those!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;then dismissed. pero naghanap kami ng mga libro, which took a long time, 'coz naliligaw kami sa LS bldg. then we ate lunch and bought our englone manual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;next day! relsone. okay ang prof. funny and interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;--&gt; tamad na 'ko so the rest will be short and simple, for a more dramatic and longer story of what happened during pe class feel free to read xan's blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;pero dahil hindi present si xan sa compro2, magkwekwento pa 'ko. may test kami on the first day. 22 lang kami sa class. wala pa ang prof namin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;englone. nagsulat ng essay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;then long break. ate lunch at tubbie's yummy food... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;then tambay at sport's complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;then pe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;then uwian. then pinaxerox ang socio book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;nagtetext ako sa mga tao sa tabi- tabi, para makahanap ng relsone book, no luck just yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;end of story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;life goes on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112662031586716130?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112662031586716130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112662031586716130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112662031586716130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112662031586716130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/life-goes-on.html' title='life goes on'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112598516537783360</id><published>2005-09-05T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:39:25.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undiscovered-- Steven Strait</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;The guy who played Warren Peace in the "Sky High" movie is so cute. Check him out in his new movie "Undiscovered". My new celeb crush. I uploaded his songs at my mutiply site, just check it out! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112598516537783360?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112598516537783360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112598516537783360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112598516537783360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112598516537783360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/undiscovered-steven-strait.html' title='Undiscovered-- Steven Strait'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112598508596973420</id><published>2005-09-05T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:40:31.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tuloy pa rin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;di ko na talaga alam kung paano 'to ikwekwento, basta the point is, I had a great time. (ang conyo ko, talaga!) My highschool friends and I catched up on things and talked about our courses, and complained on how hard it is. (hehe!) and then we watched "Sky High", which is really nice even though it is a kid's flick. You can read my comment on the movie at the IMDb site(&lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0405325/usercomments-100" target="_blank"&gt;http://imdb.com/title/tt0405325/usercomments-100&lt;/a&gt;). Next week, we'll probably watch another movie. Cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Sige, na, next entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;BTW, pictures from my party are posted at my Multiply site. Juz check the links page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112598508596973420?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112598508596973420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112598508596973420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112598508596973420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112598508596973420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/tuloy-pa-rin.html' title='tuloy pa rin...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112583865028101418</id><published>2005-09-04T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T05:57:30.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tuloy ang pagkwekwento</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Nasaan na ba ako?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, first, dumating si Liyan, tapos nagchikachika (pumunta pala siya sa Hidden Valley nung Friday, cool!) tapos nakita namin si Xan, na kasama ang mom niya, hinahanap niya yung resto, kahit na nakatayo na kami sa harapan na stairs na papunta doon, tiningnan lang namin siya bago siya nagreact... (hehe!) And then, dumating si Jeffrey at nagsasalita na siya (Human Resource kasi course niya kaya bawal ang mga pipi, joke lang, Jeffrey, di ka kasi mahilig magsalita nung highschool!) And then, basta parating na ang mga tao tao. Sila Jacob, Jaicom, Kris, Mark, Abi, Joyce, Erika, Rayzel... etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;The highschool peeps, nagtipontipon sa isang table tapos ang mga college people sa isa pang table, kaya palakad lakad ako. Pero, it was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;--&gt; Di ko na sure kung paano 'to ikwekwento... bukas na lang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112583865028101418?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112583865028101418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112583865028101418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112583865028101418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112583865028101418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/tuloy-ang-pagkwekwento.html' title='tuloy ang pagkwekwento'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112583482502613875</id><published>2005-09-04T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T04:53:45.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hmm... Where to begin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You are invited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to my 18th Birthday Party on September 3, 2005, 12:00 pm Lunch at &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Pasto, Theater Mall, Greenhills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yours truly, Hsiao Wei Chen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;That was yesterday. Despite the fact that only half of the people showed up ( 'coz the Thomasian Medtech students have a field trip, the Thomasian Fine Arts students have classes, and some Lasallians went on vacation), it was still fun. Medyo hectic nga lang, kasi there was seperate tables for my highschool friends and my college friends and the two guys who refuse to sit closer to the Lasallians (Sila Tope at Marc na yun! Sino pa ba? Yung crasher...!) Yup, Marc crashed my party (what an interesting character) even though he has classes. And when I introduced him to my college friends, he actually said that he is my boyfriend (YUCK!!!!!!!!!!!) Hello? Metrosexual pedophile ka! Anyway, the early bird is Liyan. Anyway, first we picked up the cake at SM centerpoint (pictures of my cake and others from the party are pocted at my multiply account: &lt;a href="http://emptysoul.multiply.com"&gt;http://emptysoul.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;), then we picked up my mom from JCA, then we went to Greenhills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;--&gt;Wait lang, maliligo muna ako, tuloy ko na lang mamaya or tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112583482502613875?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112583482502613875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112583482502613875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112583482502613875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112583482502613875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/yesterday.html' title='yesterday'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112563760180775674</id><published>2005-09-01T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T22:06:41.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>art is a passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;hmm... I have to say I was very much affected by what my big sis alias Shitzu (haha!) said in her letter to me (for my birthday) and very touched by her gift too! It was a large sketchpad (which I have been looking for desperately the other day, coz I am dying to draw something and express myself) and one of those Book of Colors, which as I remember is quite expensive. (sooo touched!). Okay, what she said in the letter is that "Art is a passion" it doesn't matter what career or course you take, you can still be an artist. Then she reminded me of one of our favorite singers, Vienna Teng, who also happened to be a computer programmer or something like that, then she decided to be a singer, which is also a form of art. (visit her site: &lt;a href="http://www.viennateng.com"&gt;www.viennateng.com&lt;/a&gt; ) She has wonderful music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:78%;"&gt;also thanks to everyone who greeted me, there are too much to mention... thanks again, I was very touched!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112563760180775674?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112563760180775674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112563760180775674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112563760180775674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112563760180775674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/09/art-is-passion.html' title='art is a passion'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112553414749008146</id><published>2005-08-31T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T21:05:46.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the self proclaimed genius at 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well, today's my 18th birthday! How sweet! I am determined to take some pictures for my DeviantArt account today. That's it so far... it is still 8 in the morning and I am awake, and there is, as usual nobody home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;My little sister, Annie was singing some birthday song this morning, but I'm not sure if its real or my dream, coz I was still really sleepy then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Oo nga pala, my elder sister and I went to order my birthday cake, yesterday, and guess what, it is NOT pink, like the pink cake she had during her bithday. Why do people have ideas that everyone debutante would want a pink cake, with some figurine on it, I mean, hello? Which reminds me of the pink cake on the cover of "Princess Diaries 2: Princess in Spotlight". In any case, my cake is not pink! Yehey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Anyway, I recieved alot of text greetings... how sweet... Thanks, guys! (Aye, Rach, Joyce Cayabyab, Jecs, Regine, Antz, Jaicom, Erika, Kris etc.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;That's it so far... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112553414749008146?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112553414749008146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112553414749008146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112553414749008146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112553414749008146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/08/self-proclaimed-genius-at-18.html' title='the self proclaimed genius at 18'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112553371470951117</id><published>2005-08-31T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T17:46:06.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the actual thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Where to start? yesterday, I got my course cards, not impressive, but at leats I don't have any failures. But still, mababa pa rin ang cGPA ko, kaya hindi na ako Dean's lister. Broken dreams, hush. What else happened yesterday? Oh yeah, nagfield trip kami, haha, sa bahay ni Paul, which is really nice. He has a nice baby blue room too. Wala lang, nagtambay lang kami (Kris, Bea, Jacob, Gie, Jaicom, Em at Mark) dun. The guys played Tekken, while us girls (and gay --&gt; Paul) tambay in front of the computer. Tapos, I gave the rest of the invites to the rest of my friends from High school who also happen to study in La Salle, and of course we asked about each other's grades and stuff. Tina is a Dean's Lister, so is Abby, ang galing. Pero buti nga kay Aaron, may dalawang 1.5 siya, sayang lang ang dalawang quarto na nakuha niya. (Joke, Lang, Peace tayo, Aaron!). While me? muntik na, pero hindi pa rin umabot pero pwede na rin. If onyl I had studied when my mom told me too! I'll have to work harder next sem!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grades:&lt;br /&gt;Compro1 2.5&lt;br /&gt;Algtrig 3.0&lt;br /&gt;Basicon 2.5&lt;br /&gt;Peindiv 3.0&lt;br /&gt;Filipi1 3.0&lt;br /&gt;Orient1 Pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL study hard during the next sem!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112553371470951117?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112553371470951117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112553371470951117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112553371470951117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112553371470951117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/08/actual-thing.html' title='the actual thing'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112540505763570399</id><published>2005-08-30T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T17:46:19.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I'll start with a quote, (a text message from Ruth, one of my close friends from Highschool, whose an architecture student in UST)"Friends are like wine. As it gets older it gets better... As you get older, I get better." (Joke!) Anyway, the reason I mentioned old friends, or by old friends, I mean the ones that I have in High school, who will never be replaced. We may make new friends in college but that doesn't mean that our old friends are replaced, because one of the most important things in life are our friends, and it will be a great loss to lose them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;So anyway, one of my dearest friends, Regine, who goes to Ateneo now and whom I can only talk to on the phone, since she chose not to go to La Salle, gave me my 18th birthday gift today, well, through her sister and mine. Of course, together with it, is a very I have to say wordy card, but overall, it was very sweet and touching, and I start missing those people again... haha! Hard to imagine that we no longer see each other anymore... Also with the card, is two Paulo Coelho books... Yipee! "The Pilgrimage" and "The Fifth Mountain", yeah, my brain will not turn into putty, for I have food for my brain and my melting intellect... Haha! But seriously, I have not been reading for a long while... at least now, I have soemthing to do during the sem break. I miss reading. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I'll be having my 18th brithday party this Saturday, where I'll be meeting my old friends again (well, except Regine, because she has a filed trip for Environmental Science... sad...)... Can't wait! I am addicted to blogging!!! I have posted more than one entries today! Oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112540505763570399?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112540505763570399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112540505763570399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112540505763570399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112540505763570399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/08/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112539987491496995</id><published>2005-08-30T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T17:46:38.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;My layout is finally finished. Now, let's see... {credits: caricature of cute little me is drawn by my little sister, Annie. She is a talented artist, check out her DeviantArt account: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://granitecrystal.deviantart.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;http://granitecrystal.deviantart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt; ; design by, of course, me. Who am I, in case you're all wondering... well, I shall be known as Hsiao Wei Chen alias DeadPoetz, oh, I have a DeviantArt account too, two of them actually, check them out too, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://deadpoetz.deviantart.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;http://deadpoetz.deviantart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://emptysoul-stock.deviantart.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;http://emptysoul-stock.deviantart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt; -- my stock account, because I also happen to be an experimental stock photographer, cool huh?} How long it took me to finish the layout? Well... the whole day! AH!That's it for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112539987491496995?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112539987491496995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112539987491496995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112539987491496995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112539987491496995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/08/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112539190966543395</id><published>2005-08-30T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T17:46:53.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Course Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, I'm still waiting for judgement day (in the immortal words of Jacob Wilson Lee), which is tomorrow. That's way wonderful. Since I know now, that I only got an 84 in my Machine Project, I am definitely, not that confident that I will pass Compro1 (Okay, maybe I will PASS Compro1, but it doesn't necessarily mean that it will be a high grade... yeah, right, as if I'll get a high grade. This isn't High school anymore. Genius, you are no longer an honor student {insert: Why does 'honor' have to be preceded by an 'an' instead of an 'a' haven't you ever wondered?} anymore. So get over it, genius. My dreams of becoming a dean's lister are already shattered... haha. But of course the reality still depends on whatever garde I get in Compro1 and of course the rest of the subjects tomorrow. Can't wait! I hope I don't fail any of my subjects. I don't want to be a loser in college. Haha! I did get the course card for Orient1 today, also I went to school at about 7:50 in the morning and waited in the internet cafe (Speed Bytes) till 10:00 am (our Course Card distirbution schedule), which is a BIG waste of time. But that was okay, since Geoff Wang (one of my nice classmates from s18), treated his friend, Ash and I at the internet cafe. Wow, one hour of internet for free... isn't that just nice (hehe...) Geoff, it is very much appreciated. Thanks! Anyway, it kept me from dying of boredom, hehe... then Joanna showed up with Carlos. Then, Gie showed up. And then JM, also showed up. Isn't that cool... like a reunion or something. Hehe... Then of course, Paul also showed up. And then... chika with Paul until it was finally time for us to get our course cards and we did. I don't think anybody failed Orient1, except for porbably Paul... haha... but he sorted it out and he's fine now. We also saw the rest of s18. What else? Oh yeah, Bicoy asked what my grade in the MP is and of course I gave my standard reply of "Mababa lang" (I really have high standards for myself and am not usually satisfied with my grades even if they are quite high already for some other people) and then as usual he said "Yabang" (wich I am, since I am after all a SELF PROCLAIMED genius... haha!) and then it turns out we had the same grade... (aww... I wished I got something higher than his, then I would really be "Yabang") Hmm... what else, oh yeah, after that, Jacob, Mark, Hiromi and I went to SJ building, where our Algtrig teacher's office is, because Hiromi has some problems with his grades. So we went to unchartered lands... (haha, I only went to SJ once, and that is together with the infamous Pual and Jaicom, when we were really bored, one time or another) There was a really long hallway, as in it is the length of 12 classrooms. Hiromi made a crack about it being infinite and never ending but e ignored him... as usual. It turns out, Ms. Pen REYES just left. Too bad for Hiromi. Then we went to Shakey's for lunch (Jacob, Mark and I, 'coz Hiromi went home), oh yeah, we saw Bea on our way to Shakey's. And so we ate. Lame, is what I can say about my journal. I mean, who really wants a detailed description of my day? Who would actually read this crap? So there ends my day at school. Oh by the way, I took the LRTs home. And of course going home to an empty house... as usual. "Nobody's Home..." Hmm... really lame. Anyway, still looking forward for the rest of my course cards. This entry ends here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112539190966543395?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112539190966543395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112539190966543395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112539190966543395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112539190966543395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/08/course-card.html' title='Course Card'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112538931904443430</id><published>2005-08-30T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T17:47:30.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New layout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yup, that's right, I have made a new layout-- inspired / or rather based on a caricature my little sister had drawn of me, which is really adorable. Hehe! I can't wait to publish my layout. I also changed my avatar and ID in DeviantArt to the caricature. Well, see for yourself, what it looks like. Unfortunately I haven't uploaded it yet. But it will come... soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112538931904443430?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112538931904443430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112538931904443430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112538931904443430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112538931904443430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/08/new-layout.html' title='New layout'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112536344423093562</id><published>2005-08-29T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T18:50:55.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Layout/ Template</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Still deciding on the layout of my new blog. Also deciding what to put in my new blog. And whether or not I'll let the rest of the friends know about this blog. Haha! (That means Kris and Paul). Hmm... I think I'll get back to you... soon.&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, here's a rendering I did the other day, of this amazing artist/ photographer alias =deemer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="75%" src="http://www.geocities.com/hsiao_wei_chen/thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius/deemer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Just thought that I'll share it with the imaginary populace, who are reading my blog. Haha, yet again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112536344423093562?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112536344423093562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112536344423093562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112536344423093562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112536344423093562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/08/layout-template.html' title='Layout/ Template'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15943712.post-112536321225840301</id><published>2005-08-29T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T17:48:05.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, started yet another blog, mostly because I wasn't happy with the layout of the last one. Ha! And because, the last blog makes me seem goth, which I am not. I am currently in an internet cafe right now, which is next to my school. Idle. Waiting for my course card actually, but the schedule is like two hours from hour. So, two hours of idling, which is why I am making a new blog. Lame. Sorry, I didn't mean to simply plunge in and talk about the daily life of a college student/ teenager/ professional bum (haha!)/ painter/ poet/ deviant of many talents/ self- proclaimed genius. But anyway, since I already did. Here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15943712-112536321225840301?l=thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/feeds/112536321225840301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15943712&amp;postID=112536321225840301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112536321225840301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15943712/posts/default/112536321225840301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaselfproclaimedgenius.blogspot.com/2005/08/yet-another-blog.html' title='Yet another blog'/><author><name>self- procalimed genius</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
