<?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-6090422</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:03:09.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walk off...</title><subtitle type='html'>take it easy &lt;br&gt;
one step a time &lt;br&gt;
get up if you fall &lt;br&gt;
smile and go on &lt;br&gt;
don't hold back &lt;br&gt;
just let it flow &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

you're off to that horizon &lt;br&gt;
a long walk ahead &lt;br&gt;
a bucket of sweat to go &lt;br&gt;
a thousand miles to go &lt;br&gt;
days, months, years to pass by &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;

but still, go on &lt;br&gt;
and &lt;br&gt;
leave nothing but footprints</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mike</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>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-113069778797758411</id><published>2005-10-31T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T02:43:07.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im here now..</title><summary type='text'>im in the states now.. and i dont have the time and also the computer to update.. well, im living with my cousin and they have 3 internet connections here so prolly i can hahah while they are at work and in school hehehelamig!!! hahaha parang aircon paglabas namin ng airport hahaha hai.. just woke up and ate bfast..\ and took a shower..then when they're back, we're going out.. coz we werent able </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/113069778797758411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/113069778797758411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-here-now.html' title='im here now..'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-113031306008623690</id><published>2005-10-26T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T17:00:39.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>despedida</title><summary type='text'>had my despedida last night, thanks to all my friends who organized it and who came last night.. it was so sad and happy at the same time.. sad because that party was my going away party and im gonna leave all the people i love.. and happy because i realized that so many people love me, those who went there and the others who couldnt make it.. those are my friends and i love them so much too..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/113031306008623690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/113031306008623690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/10/despedida.html' title='despedida'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-113007784355992073</id><published>2005-10-23T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:30:43.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 days...</title><summary type='text'>funny how i was so excited to migrate to another country months ago.. and now, im feeling soo sad.. it's sinking in.. i have a few days left..and im tired too, think im sick rite now.. coz of the parties and all.. been busy too preparing things.. awww shit i feel like crying but i wont.. well, im warning everyone who's going to my despedida on the 25th, im gonna cry i kno it.. as much as i dont </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/113007784355992073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/113007784355992073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/10/6-days.html' title='6 days...'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-112818576678553145</id><published>2005-10-01T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T22:58:40.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake me up when september ends</title><summary type='text'>october has finally come... don't mind waking me up...too many things has happened and a lot more things are coming.. this is just a bullet pointish entry cause im too lazy to put em all up in a paragraph or two..the first of october... congratulations to all those who graduated earlier, the 1000 + graduates of De La Salle University! woohoo! all of those hard work finally ended with a big bang:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112818576678553145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112818576678553145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/10/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html' title='wake me up when september ends'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-112736563701050775</id><published>2005-09-22T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T13:16:45.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tarot cards</title><summary type='text'>thanks to kaaye, i found out this site haha about tarot cards.. i chose the one-time-use only haha cause i dont wanna register hehe and here's what it says:how you feel about yourself nowYou are feeling abundant happy and joyful - if you don’t, be assured that you are about to enter a period of success and fulfillment. This is a time of pleasure, vitality and good health, travel and holidays to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112736563701050775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112736563701050775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/09/tarot-cards.html' title='tarot cards'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-112678273486835248</id><published>2005-09-15T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T19:12:14.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we lost.. damn</title><summary type='text'>nuff said..i just hate the arana's ego!! so huge!! damn it.. so they were 19 points, i think, up and sure they'll win.. arana's posession then he suddenly dances in front of baracoso! wtf?! it was uncalled for so the referee called a technical foul yea there you go arana, dance to that! arrgh.. why is it always like that? when ateneo goes against la salle, they suddenly dont play good anymore... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112678273486835248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112678273486835248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-lost-damn.html' title='we lost.. damn'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-112567971855679408</id><published>2005-09-03T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T00:48:38.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chaos</title><summary type='text'>a very little event gave me the urge to write something really serious here. earlier, i was thinking of posting some pictures and tell a story about my tagaytay weekend but now, i wanna write something i usually would not discuss with others.just tonight, about 1215am, i went inside my parents' room cause they just finished a prayer meeting and i switched the tv channel to cnn from gma. cnn's my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112567971855679408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112567971855679408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/09/chaos.html' title='chaos'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-112476813760919722</id><published>2005-08-23T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T11:35:37.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's goin on?</title><summary type='text'>saturday...we went to lola's house for lunch and it turned out to be a mini family reunion again haha too bad i didnt bring the cam with us but its aite. cuz my tito and tita from the States are staying with us, we've been out for like everyday... i miss my cousins and nieces and nephews and im happy they were there when we were:) i miss family! damn! haha though ive got a family here with me, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112476813760919722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112476813760919722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/08/whats-goin-on.html' title='what&apos;s goin on?'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-112446006062788832</id><published>2005-08-19T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:01:00.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaky friday</title><summary type='text'>sale sa galleria today haha! just went with my aunt and uncle there today and i saw lionel pa nga! hahaha sa short cut papunta ateneo hahah! la lang and i dunno what to write... just felt the urge to write down something haha cuz im out of school already and if i dont write something, they might think im dead already hahah!bye! next time ill write something thats not senseless hahaha just lazy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112446006062788832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112446006062788832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/08/freaky-friday.html' title='freaky friday'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-112418980791322510</id><published>2005-08-16T18:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T18:56:47.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't think of a title sorry haha</title><summary type='text'>interview was finally over and done with.. we stayed in a hotel to avoid traffic and any hassle but we did encounter some during the interview..well the interview itself was smooth because the consul was nice and she even apologized for the inconvenience we experienced. because the national visa center made a typo error with kuya pao's birthyear so he ahs to come back to get his finger scanned </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112418980791322510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112418980791322510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/08/cant-think-of-title-sorry-haha_16.html' title='can&apos;t think of a title sorry haha'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-112385364450227145</id><published>2005-08-12T21:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T21:34:46.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel good friday</title><summary type='text'>just listening to feel good friday on wave tonight after a day out (and kinda night out)..sooooo traffic outside today, cause of the rain what else.. i just dont kno why the hell it gets traffice when it rains... seems like the rain causes traffic.. hmmm and also, there are a lot of bastards on the road, driving like their gonna do a number 2 (shit...) and i drove today cause my dad's not in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112385364450227145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112385364450227145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/08/feel-good-friday_12.html' title='feel good friday'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-112356801766460084</id><published>2005-08-09T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T14:19:59.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holy tuesday</title><summary type='text'>yay yay yay!!! i'm finally done with the leave of absence thing! haha after going to the school for one long week, my leave of absence has been approved and filed hehe yay! so that means, i don't have to go to school anymore haha THE DREADED MMDAokay, i was on my way to the mall after going to school earlier when this lady mmda stopped me! arrgh i was kinda nervous at first but i know what they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112356801766460084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112356801766460084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/08/holy-tuesday.html' title='holy tuesday'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-112265379744573247</id><published>2005-07-29T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T00:16:37.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what up?</title><summary type='text'>wow... too many things have happened to me in just one week! and im tired already.. end of the week.. end of another school week (though im not really that busy in school anymore)wednesday - medical examsok, i woke up at exactly 530 am (and damn! thats early) to get ready for the medical exams. we have to go there earlier if we wanna finish early rite? then took a bath, went inside the car and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112265379744573247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112265379744573247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-up.html' title='what up?'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-112099005023191629</id><published>2005-07-10T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T18:07:30.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arrgh</title><summary type='text'>I definitely miss my nephew and niece now... but i prefer to call them cousins because we look like one cause our ages are not far from each other's.. my niec carissa's turning 17 this year and my nephew tim's turning 18 this year and im 19 haha they went back to the States last wednesday and its been 5 days already.. i still miss them tho..wanna go there soon haha don't jinx it guys! love them:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112099005023191629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112099005023191629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/07/arrgh_10.html' title='arrgh'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-112098973112459501</id><published>2005-07-10T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T18:02:11.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arrgh</title><summary type='text'>i definitely miss my nephew and niece right now... well, i prefer to call them cousins cause we look like cousins anyway, our ages haha my niece, carissa's turning 17 this year and my nephew tim's turning 18 this year.. see? im 19 haha aww miss them.. they went back to the State last wednesday and it has been 5 days and i still miss them.. hopefully we'll get there before the end of the year. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112098973112459501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/112098973112459501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/07/arrgh.html' title='arrgh'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111995679856011696</id><published>2005-06-28T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T19:51:03.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have the classes started yet?!</title><summary type='text'>damn! i really don't feel like going to school anymore! hmmm and i have a lot of reasons why hahaha!family stuffokay, my relatives from the States are spending almost a month of vacation here and i wanna go with them of course. but why can't i be with them everyday.. hmm one simple answer... i have to go to school arrgh...my nephew told me one nice line "yeah you have classes but you don't have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111995679856011696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111995679856011696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/06/have-classes-started-yet.html' title='have the classes started yet?!'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111916871669784728</id><published>2005-06-19T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T16:11:56.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy father's day!!</title><summary type='text'>happy father's day!!!!:)had a fun night last night... haha and met lots of peoplewe went to little asia with my family and my cousin's family for dinner... and we waited for like 20 minutes to get a table coz it was loaded! and then we ate ate and ate.. went home to freshen up and everything cause we're going somewhere else.. but my nephew didnt wanna go cause he's not yet adjusted.. he's sleepy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111916871669784728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111916871669784728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='happy father&apos;s day!!'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111881924844381297</id><published>2005-06-15T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T15:11:43.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><summary type='text'>im here in ctc right now and obviously, im bored hahahi hate my sched!! it stinks, big time! i also requested for a loadrevision for my theology so i won't have a big break but they didn't approve it! it sucks aargggh! and the remark they wrote on the form goes like this "sorry, disapproved. you can use your time to study for dean's list." arrgh! and the traffic was really really irritating on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111881924844381297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111881924844381297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/06/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111864166233375816</id><published>2005-06-13T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T13:47:42.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gawad Kalinga National Build</title><summary type='text'>my sunday didn't start out like an ordinary sunday because i was off to the national build for Gawad Kalinga:) i love GK too because we had this as our topic for our theo project and we got high grades! naks! other than the nice topic, i had great groupmates hehe so i woke up at 730 but i adjusted my alarm again to 8am cause i need another sleep after waking up haha my mom use to wake me up and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111864166233375816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111864166233375816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/06/gawad-kalinga-national-build.html' title='Gawad Kalinga National Build'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111842171910591770</id><published>2005-06-11T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T00:41:59.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday... last friday of my summer awww</title><summary type='text'>i spent this friday just right hahahawent to shang to watch a movie:) mr and mrs smith and it was hot hot hot!! hahaha loved it hehe if u want a review, here's mine haha a clearly-not-well-written-one http://mikepagli.multiply.com hehehe great movie!!so full.. i ate carbonara, farmer's ham, pizette... in just 2 hours i think... wow before the movie..and when we were about to go to the cinema, may</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111842171910591770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111842171910591770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/06/friday-last-friday-of-my-summer-awww.html' title='friday... last friday of my summer awww'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111825007538102774</id><published>2005-06-09T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T01:05:01.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too many thoughts... can't sleep</title><summary type='text'>~~~watched the notebook today but i wasn't able to finish it. kinda got bored watching cause i didn't feel like it.. ~~~over dinner, my parents, my brother, and i discussed our plans of moving out of the country. my father went to my mom's agency to ask the people there about our papers.. cause he'll be leaving this august for the states kasi may reunion cya with his classmates. so the guy in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111825007538102774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111825007538102774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/06/too-many-thoughts-cant-sleep.html' title='too many thoughts... can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111803993660493042</id><published>2005-06-06T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T14:38:56.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sched sched sched</title><summary type='text'>waaahhh!!! i'm really not happy with my schedule!! and that's all because of my f**cking random number!! of all the semester, why did i get the ugly number this sem??? i always get a number lower than 150 but now, i got a 460!! wow!! waaaah!!! kaya un.. and the classes i wanna go in have been closed already!! :(so here's my sched philosophy - t-th - 130pm to 330pm - vv - precious de joya - i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111803993660493042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111803993660493042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/06/sched-sched-sched.html' title='sched sched sched'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111700239412928488</id><published>2005-05-25T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:00:23.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>signs of the end...</title><summary type='text'>signs suggesting the end of the summer break are suddenly appearing right now...rain!!hate it and when we were young i really cursed the rain because i couldn't go out back then.. and also, going out or going somewhere when it's raining is really boring and hard.. and it makes everyone sleepy.. arrghla salle's classes have started alreadymy brother goes to class now and my other friends from dlsu</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111700239412928488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111700239412928488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/05/signs-of-end.html' title='signs of the end...'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111520047104389537</id><published>2005-05-04T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T17:54:31.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much</title><summary type='text'>everyone's getting this youthcamp high:) hehehe after the 3-day camp, the newly-born (haha) yfc's have been organizing these mini-reunions :) been in one and it was fun:) hope the flame will continue burning in them:)last time i attended the get together, i just came back from gale and went straight to abi's house hehe watched 50 first dates, ate pancit canton, and listened to senti songs:) after</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111520047104389537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111520047104389537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/05/nothing-much.html' title='nothing much'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111509938945008502</id><published>2005-05-03T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T14:34:04.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>youth camp</title><summary type='text'>its been a while since the last time i've posted something here:) been busy these past weeks arranging and preparing for our yfc youth camp:)the camp was a blast!! even if we were a little down whwn it started, everything went well and better than we expected :) there were a total of 8 participants and 23 service team including us...too bad the others were not able to experience what the new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111509938945008502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111509938945008502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/05/youth-camp.html' title='youth camp'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111382559309080297</id><published>2005-04-18T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T13:22:34.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>palaman team reunion</title><summary type='text'>last friday, we had the palaman team reunion at giselle's house:) it was fun fun fun heheok, so we arrived there at past 7 na.. the dinner, supposedly, will start at 7pm but because we are filipinos, hehe, the filipino time still prevails hehe sunod sunod na dumating and the guests arrived at past 10 na hahahaso the whole time, we were waiting and chatting.. chatting our hunger away hehe kasi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111382559309080297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111382559309080297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/04/palaman-team-reunion.html' title='palaman team reunion'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111346678735392207</id><published>2005-04-14T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T16:26:52.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture story</title><summary type='text'>addicted... pictures... pictures...you can just tell a lot of things with just a simple picture:) steph, joane, and me fooling aroundilc subicafter the white party, 100% pure party, we went back to the house but the three of us sat down on one of the benches along the road... we took pictures and grabbed the opportunity of taking pictures without anyone going ga-ga over the picture-taking hehehe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111346678735392207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111346678735392207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/04/picture-story.html' title='picture story'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111338833156881371</id><published>2005-04-13T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:37:55.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my body's aching</title><summary type='text'>i'm really really tired now because of what i did yesterday:) yesterday was fun but really tiresome:)i played badminton, my sport:) hehe well, im not that good but i know i know how to play hehe redundant noh? hehe i played that sport for four hours straight and i forgot to do stretching stuff after!!! now my whole body's aching hehehe well, not whole actually just my butt and thighs:) arrrgh!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111338833156881371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111338833156881371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-bodys-aching.html' title='my body&apos;s aching'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111323147274232330</id><published>2005-04-11T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T20:31:47.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>international leader's conference</title><summary type='text'>international leader's conference = 3 days 2 nights = subic freeport = under the scourging heat of the sun = 4 talks = white party = F-U-Nthe ilc was fun though it seemed like it was a bit shorter than before. syempre, the ilc before was held in leyte and we had to travel through bus.. so we slept there and we had to be patient, hold our aching butts behind our minds... arrrgh!! i don't want to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111323147274232330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111323147274232330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/04/international-leaders-conference.html' title='international leader&apos;s conference'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111250292553445391</id><published>2005-04-03T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T12:52:34.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking news</title><summary type='text'>i was never really interested in news but these deserve everyone's attention. they're depressing news and i got sad hearing them. First one, Pope John Paul II just died. actually, i was supposed to write this post last night and the heading for the Pope goes something like this - Pope John Paul II's health is deteriorating... i didn't expect that he would die today. we should really pray for him </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111250292553445391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111250292553445391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/04/breaking-news.html' title='breaking news'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111138803283628030</id><published>2005-03-21T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T18:44:49.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>windstruck</title><summary type='text'> you guys know what windstruck is? it's an almost-two-hour korean film and im actually addicted to korean films and television shows now hehe maybe it's because of their love stories which end up with a character dying... pretty sad right? i'm just tired of watching movies and tv shows with the happily-ever-after theme. most filipino films aim to leave the viewers with that kilig-to-the-bones </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111138803283628030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111138803283628030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/03/windstruck.html' title='windstruck'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-111012246136167524</id><published>2005-03-06T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T23:21:01.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken sonnet</title><summary type='text'>This song rocks!! I thought they were from another country but they're Filipinos! They got a really nice song here!!---&gt;Broken Sonnet by HaleAnd now i concedeon the night of this fifteenth songof melancholy, of melancholyand in the next linei'll say it over againthat i love you, i love youi don't care what they sayi don't care what they docause tonight i'll leave my fears behindcause tonight i'll</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111012246136167524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/111012246136167524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/03/broken-sonnet.html' title='broken sonnet'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-110968459259483719</id><published>2005-03-01T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T08:15:44.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beware!!!</title><summary type='text'>i won't mention any name but this old gay perverted guy is stalking me! i met this queer guy at shell commonwealth so people, if you happen to stay there to wait for your ride, i suggest you look for somewhere else to stay in. im warning you.he's dark, short, fat, and bald but i wont say his name cause he might suddenly bump across this blog of mine. he's an attorney-at-law by the way. i mean, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110968459259483719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110968459259483719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/03/beware.html' title='beware!!!'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-110958916575338016</id><published>2005-02-28T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T19:20:33.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a break from hell</title><summary type='text'>okay, everyone's experiencing hell sem (thanks for the term anna) right now but i got a taste of heaven last long weekend:) and if you guys aren't aware, it was my birthday last february 24 and my heaven ( haha how selfish) started on that day (hmmm, later that day). it started like any other day, i walked my way to the cafeteria, not realizing that Nikki Gil, the Coke Girl, was infront of me:) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110958916575338016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110958916575338016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/02/break-from-hell.html' title='a break from hell'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-110839568778091772</id><published>2005-02-14T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T00:46:57.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what does the world need now?</title><summary type='text'>love...hahaha well, looks like the valentine's syndrome affected everyone today. though a lot of people i know wore black today, the spirit of valentine's didn't spare them (oh,us pala) from the depression it brings to everyone who doesn't have someone to make them whole. awww cheesy!!! can't help it, i was affected by the valentine worm.oh just in case someone out there don't know what it is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110839568778091772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110839568778091772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-does-world-need-now.html' title='what does the world need now?'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-110742936386622032</id><published>2005-02-03T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T19:16:03.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bull crap</title><summary type='text'>The results of our accounting long test number two was released just now.. and guess what???I FREAKING FAILED AGAIN!!!what did i do to deserve this???*sigh* - not a sigh of relief... it's a sigh of disappointment...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110742936386622032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110742936386622032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/02/bull-crap.html' title='bull crap'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-110717310173422466</id><published>2005-01-31T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T20:05:01.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>senti-addict</title><summary type='text'>i am.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110717310173422466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110717310173422466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/01/senti-addict_31.html' title='senti-addict'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-110637977342188808</id><published>2005-01-22T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:40:55.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my cat sleeps longer than  i do... pity me</title><summary type='text'>My cat sleeps longer than I do, and I actually envy him... I envy an animal, period.I miss my sleep. I wanna sleep for a day just to catch up and to rest my sore and overused body. hehe (that sounded bad but what the hay) I'm so tired and there were nights when I just wanted to give up and fail everything.. glad that didn't happen. I just want to sleep, that's all...But that's education, the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110637977342188808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110637977342188808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-cat-sleeps-longer-than-i-do-pity-me.html' title='my cat sleeps longer than  i do... pity me'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-110610115860617344</id><published>2005-01-19T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T10:19:18.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where have i been?!</title><summary type='text'>okay, a lot of things happened to me but fate didn't allow me to write all of those here for some mysterious reason hehe:)~~~ something's wrong with my computer! i hate it, it has been very very very slow!! f**ker!! i miss blogging and checking out the blogs of other people.. i'm here at school, cut my histo class for this and to type my fil report hehe bad boy!!~~~ another year has passed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110610115860617344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110610115860617344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2005/01/where-have-i-been.html' title='where have i been?!'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-110120924674163337</id><published>2004-11-23T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T19:27:26.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoop dee doo</title><summary type='text'>i've been really lazy lately so i haven't been updating my blog.. i don't know why i am lazy.. can't even study and do an accounting homework.. cant even buy myself a law (well, actually im broke haha).. cant even read a chapter from a some book... oh please, sloth, go away!!! but a lot of things happened to me this past few week, the highlight of them all is the alternative class program.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110120924674163337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110120924674163337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/11/whoop-dee-doo.html' title='whoop dee doo'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-110045147130905072</id><published>2004-11-15T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T01:03:53.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving on a jet plane</title><summary type='text'>i just realized how hard it is to leave something or someone behind and how heartbreaking it is to be left by someone. aww i'm gonna miss those guys.. tito elmer, tita dang, errol, erin, and ervin. aww i know you guys have a bright future there in canada so i wish you all the best and many blessings from God!!we will miss you here super!! we wanted you to take our smiles and laughters on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110045147130905072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/110045147130905072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/11/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='leaving on a jet plane'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-109846397101151186</id><published>2004-10-23T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T00:57:08.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my gawrsh</title><summary type='text'>oh my... okay, i won't use the Lord's name in vain but oh my, gulay!!! this just sank in my mind, just now!!! i definitely have no reason to stay here. my friends are the only reason but aside from that, none, nada, nothing, zero, zilch...after a chat with my friend, after reading her blog, after a hundred games of pool, after a nice soothing song from jam88.3... i finally realized that i have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109846397101151186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109846397101151186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/10/oh-my-gawrsh.html' title='oh my gawrsh'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-109845846759415002</id><published>2004-10-22T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T23:21:07.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me</title><summary type='text'>im happy but at the same time, i really feel sad. weird isn't it but all things have been crowding my patience in one room and it looks like its going to fade away any time now... i just wish everything would go my way even though i know it wouldn't. no matter what i do.i've been thinking of one thing which i won't mention here. when you do something like a job or something. you should be happy</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109845846759415002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109845846759415002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/10/me.html' title='me'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-109664050670755368</id><published>2004-10-01T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T22:21:46.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never let go</title><summary type='text'>i really loved these lines from jojo's song, "never say goodbye." the songs really nice but its mostly for girls lang but i like some line from it. umm... the song actually hehe  So I'm standin here Arms open wide Ready to give my heart I'm sure this time Love's gonna last for life Baby I know things change And there might be some rain But the clouds are gonna clear And the sun is gonna shine </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109664050670755368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109664050670755368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/10/never-let-go.html' title='never let go'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-109619807241095444</id><published>2004-09-26T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T18:48:09.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now i know what it means to "lawit dila na"</title><summary type='text'>today was a very tiring day but it was also rewarding and all that stuff. i woke up at around 6:30 am and still, i haven't recovered the sleep i wasn't able to do last thursday night. cause last friday night we went to the CADS concert and competition cause kaye was there. at first, i really didn't wanna go the concert cause i was really tired and i needed some sleep, thanks to neri i was able </summary><link rel='edit' 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a thing now, it happened, i can't do anything now. i wish i could just turn back time but i can't, impossible.guess i'll just sit here and wait for my star to fall. everything at the right place and at the right time. i just wish that time wouldn't be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109612464335548450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109612464335548450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/09/zilch.html' title='zilch'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-109533416785098694</id><published>2004-09-16T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T17:44:32.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on love</title><summary type='text'>everything i own you sheltered me from harmkept me warm, kept me warmyou gave my life to meset me free, set me freethe finest years i ever knewwere all the years i had with youand.. i would give everything i owngive up my life, my heart, my homei would give everything i ownjust to have you, back again you taught me how to lovewhat it's of, what it's ofyou never said too muchbut still you showed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109533416785098694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109533416785098694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/09/on-love.html' title='on love'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-109517653982008057</id><published>2004-09-14T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T23:42:19.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed</title><summary type='text'>this day started out fine but ended with a cruel kick... like a bitch looking at you in a demonic way (whatever it may look like) while mocking and laughing at you. damn it. to start off, we had no PE class today. kinda nice cause i dont have to worry bout wasting all my energy for a test but bad cause thats one day off for my "batch." im in group b and we're assigned to play this week and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109517653982008057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109517653982008057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/09/pissed.html' title='pissed'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-109474562243822573</id><published>2004-09-09T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T00:00:22.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>resurrection</title><summary type='text'>hey!! im back from the dead!!well, i got out of the hospital last monday and i felt relieved.. no more injections, no more nurses disturbing my sleep, no more dextrose... but no more special treatments hehe that's the sad part (bad boy) haha but i just wanna thank a lot of people super dami:) first of all, i wanna thank GOD really super, without Him may be i'm a goner hehe prayer reaaly works</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109474562243822573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109474562243822573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/09/resurrection.html' title='resurrection'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-109369723056932950</id><published>2004-08-28T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-28T20:47:10.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stinger</title><summary type='text'>in case you guys and girls aren't familiar with it, stinger is an anti-virus just like the norton and all that stuff.  well, just want to use that thing as a symbol for what i need right now. i need an anti-virus now, and fast.. i'm really sick right now and that's literally, not used as a figure of speech. i have a really high fever and my mom is thinking of the possibilty of my illness to be a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109369723056932950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109369723056932950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/08/stinger.html' title='stinger'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-109349890301401363</id><published>2004-08-26T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T13:41:43.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accounting</title><summary type='text'>wow!!! 2 days of suspended classes in a row!!! nice if there weren't any tests this week..one typhoon coming up and the other one's going away. what's happening? our climate's really weird.. okay, last wednesday, i was on my way to school but this awful traffic made my head ache.. i hate traffic and what more if i was the one driving?! im hot-headed when it comes to traffic.. and it seems like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109349890301401363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109349890301401363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/08/accounting.html' title='accounting'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-109198014018149205</id><published>2004-08-08T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T23:49:00.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>limit</title><summary type='text'>there's a limit for everything and i think my limit's about to be breached. im so lonely right now. im listening to senti music, magic's sunday slowdown and wave's quiet storm, but that's not the reason why i'm depressed. I miss so many things but that's just a teeny part of my mood right now. I need someone to talk to. someone please save me from my misery. i'm so pressured right now and i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109198014018149205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/109198014018149205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/08/limit.html' title='limit'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-10917091195290740</id><published>2004-08-05T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T21:58:50.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss you</title><summary type='text'>i thought I heard your voice yesterdaywhen I turned around to say that I loved you then I realized that it was just my mind playing tricks on meit seems colder lately at nightand I try to sleep with the lights oneverytime the phone ringsi pray to God it`s youi just can`t believethat we`re throughi miss you (I miss you)there`s no other way to say itand I, and I can't deny iti miss </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/10917091195290740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/10917091195290740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-miss-you.html' title='i miss you'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-108960505710975671</id><published>2004-07-12T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-13T21:59:33.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>road trip!!</title><summary type='text'>guess what?! i finally got the chance to drive the car, by myself, all the way to school! woohoo!! hehe well, its an achievement knowing that my parents are strict and i still have an older brother without a car. naks! hehe my driving was nice, and i'm proud of it hehe. i followed what lionel told me.. a mantra :"i am a good driver" and repeat it if you have to:) i drive great when i'm alone </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/108960505710975671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/108960505710975671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/07/road-trip.html' title='road trip!!'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-108916688128735321</id><published>2004-07-07T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T11:35:22.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shattered dreams</title><summary type='text'>accounting, the dreaded subject everyone's afraid of.. well, at least some people are.. the accounting test was finally over and i don't know how i should feel right now. should i feel happy because the test was over and done? should i feel sad because of all the items in the test, i'm not sure of all my answers? or should i feel confused right now because i didn't shift to psychology when i had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/108916688128735321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/108916688128735321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/07/shattered-dreams.html' title='shattered dreams'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-108857999305599253</id><published>2004-06-30T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T14:06:45.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back</title><summary type='text'>whoa!! my blog's finally working, thanks to char of course hehe special mention:) I haven't been posting here cause my template was demolished or something like that.. everything was gone except fot the tagboard: now, blogger released several new templates and i got this one from there:)so what am i gonna write about... too many thungs happened to me this past summer cause i didn't take any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/108857999305599253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/108857999305599253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/06/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-108312850004261572</id><published>2004-04-28T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T13:05:55.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awww</title><summary type='text'>american idol..probably the most popular "talent search" the whole world's dying to see. many people have attempted to grab the concept and put it in to their shows but no one was successful.. well, that's what i think, it's my opinion.last night i watched the show and i was really disappointed. the sweet camille velasco was voted out, bummer. i really like camille velasco because other than </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/108312850004261572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/108312850004261572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/04/awww.html' title='awww'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-108131299757536107</id><published>2004-04-07T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-07T12:47:03.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer</title><summary type='text'>its hot.i dont know whether im enjoying summer or not. all i do is attend meetings, plan for something, and solve problems.. (well, thank God its not a math problem) our chapter northb6c of the youth for Christ will be having a youth camp on april 30 to may 2 and we're preparing for it. i will be the brother team head along with the sister team head. so guys, it would help us if you guys will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/108131299757536107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/108131299757536107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/04/summer.html' title='summer'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-107659339505320934</id><published>2004-02-12T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T21:45:46.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hurt</title><summary type='text'>valentine's day is fast approaching... just two more sleep and there it goes, the day couples have been waiting for, flowers have been blooming for, chocolates have been prepared for, and single men and women hates.... well, valentine's day is important to side with the couples but they stab singles right to the heart.. it hurts really... seeing couples hugging each other, cuddling each other, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107659339505320934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107659339505320934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/02/hurt.html' title='hurt'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-107579012910055591</id><published>2004-02-03T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T14:37:47.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost over</title><summary type='text'>oh my gawrsh!! i actually had the chance to write another entry on my blog again... i'm excited because i'm finished with the school works i have to submit (but actually not all, just for this day until thursday haha) and frustrated at the same time because there are so many things bothering me... im just happy because we're finished with the draft of our project in chem (the one about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107579012910055591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107579012910055591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/02/almost-over.html' title='almost over'/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-107390479000268398</id><published>2004-01-12T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T18:53:30.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>twelvemoving on is really hard, just the thought of it brings me down, deeper than the decaying corpses underneath their graves. Cause “goodbye’s” and regrets are usually associated with this. As I’ve said in my previous entry, I hate it, I suck at it. But maybe “there’s still tomorrow. Oh well, I’ll try again… maybe, just maybe…”~~~ an angelas I waited there, sitting, thinking whether I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107390479000268398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107390479000268398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/01/twelve-moving-on-is-really-hard-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-107390252222195644</id><published>2004-01-12T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T18:16:02.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>welcoming the new year with a big bang of changesI know this entry is long overdue but I’d post it anyway so just read on hehe. Changes happen everyday and we have absolutely no choice but to deal with them. We have no choice but to adapt to those changes and live with it, no questions asked. But to be honest, im not good with changes, I suck. I hate changes because I get used to the same old </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107390252222195644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107390252222195644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2004/01/welcoming-new-year-with-big-bang-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-107285220569625940</id><published>2003-12-31T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T15:00:31.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What happens after Christmas??? Everything goes back to the way it was before? Will greed, anger, hatred, war rule the world again? I hope it won’t… I mean, it looks like everything will happen again and Christmas is just a big break for everybody.. Arrghh.. I hate that, I hate to look at the world like that… As for me, it kinda looks like what I have described above. Christmas takes away all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107285220569625940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107285220569625940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2003/12/what-happens-after-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-107233422103823650</id><published>2003-12-25T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T14:37:16.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL OF YOU OUT THERE!!!This has been a nice Christmas because of the days I spent with my friends during the two overnights I had:) It was really fun because I spent my vacation pleasantly and I solved every problem I encountered (well except for the English notecards I have to do) Oh, if I could only relive this all over again, I would:) ~~~YFC Metro Manila ConferenceI </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107233422103823650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107233422103823650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2003/12/merry-christmas-to-all-of-you-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-107184642509611991</id><published>2003-12-19T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T23:07:19.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally, the day has come… the day to end everything…Well, maybe just for two weeks or so hehe it’s the Christmas vacation already and I can feel the spirit of Christmas!! The spirit of giving (and receiving haha!!), the happiness revolving everywhere, the crowded malls, and the family outing is already here. I love it, and we shouldn’t forget Jesus Christ cause He’s the celebrant on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107184642509611991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107184642509611991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2003/12/finally-day-has-come-day-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-107164175822997750</id><published>2003-12-17T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T14:16:12.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh Christmas Break, I am longing for you!!!The Christmas break is almost here and I can't wait!!! I'm tired of school, of studying, of cramming, of going to school early in the morning (as if I really arrive early!), of going to the caf to eat katsudon and drink melon juice.... I need a freaking break, and I can almost taste it... the sweetness of sleeping as long as i want, the richness of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107164175822997750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107164175822997750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2003/12/oh-christmas-break-i-am-longing-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-107164173138387859</id><published>2003-12-17T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T14:15:45.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh Christmas Break, I am longing for you!!!The Christmas break is almost here and I can't wait!!! I'm tired of school, of studying, of cramming, of going to school early in the morning (as if I really arrive early!), of going to the caf to eat katsudon and drink melon juice.... I need a freaking break, and I can almost taste it... the sweetness of sleeping as long as i want, the richness of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107164173138387859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107164173138387859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2003/12/oh-christmas-break-i-am-longing-for_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-107097336380392057</id><published>2003-12-09T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T20:36:15.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weekdays are so boring…I dunno if you all agree with me but it seems like weekdays are meant for work and not fun. Coz every weekday, I only think of studies… STRESS is the word for that. Math (everyday?! And we had a test today and it was hard… heard the test of the other class was easy!!), there’s fil (fil grammar was never this difficult), English (research paper, hafta to submit the thesis </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107097336380392057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/107097336380392057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2003/12/weekdays-are-so-boring-i-dunno-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-106951563904621973</id><published>2003-11-22T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T14:21:50.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alternative class program... yah, whatever..yesterday was the first time other people saw me angry. and it was all because of the stupid alternative class program of my beloved school, the Ateneo.. no offense guys (i hope there's none taken), but if you were on my shoes, you'd feel the same thing..ok ill begin now with my adventure, trial, problem, obstacle, impediment, interruption or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/106951563904621973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/106951563904621973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2003/11/alternative-class-program.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-106938010739016878</id><published>2003-11-21T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T10:01:54.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have you read the story "On Meeting the 100% Perfect Girl One Saturday April Morning" or something like that? it's about a man who saw the 100% perfect girl for him but didn't take the chance to know her and after sometime, he regrets not knowing the girl. isn't it cool, depressing, or irritating? it's irritating for me 'cause i hate regrets.. I went to Glorietta with my blockmates last reg for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/106938010739016878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/106938010739016878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2003/11/have-you-read-story-on-meeting-100.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6090422.post-106906817904771199</id><published>2003-11-17T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T19:35:13.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey guys!!! haha i have my blogspot na rin at last!!! well, thanks to anna and lionel i decided to have an online journal na rin pero its really fun din and interesting sobra hehe..but i already made a blog before this, last saturday but when i checked it out, not found na bigla.. or maybe i'm just computer illiterate hehe nevermind i'm not making sense at allso there, im just testing this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/106906817904771199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6090422/posts/default/106906817904771199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gistofme.blogspot.com/2003/11/hey-guys-haha-i-have-my-blogspot-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Mike</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></entry></feed>
