<?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-24893183</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:47:53.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waLa lang...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24893183.post-6846584148478349323</id><published>2007-11-04T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T05:34:28.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNWELL</title><content type='html'>I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, ang corny. Nakakainis kasi wala na naman ako sa sarili, isipin mong wala pa akong tulog at, nagpopost na naman ako sa blog na ito.  Ayun, pampalipas oras, at pampalipas load, waaahh, 1 week na lang ang itinatagal ng dial up sa'kin, ang gastos ko na naman, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala pa rin akong nagagawang matino, ayun, ndi ko pa rin napapalitan ang skin ng blog ko, pero may idea na ako, si pon at zi ulit, hehe, pero nakakatamad maghanap, waaahhh, ndi ko na alam gagawin ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa ospital kuya ko, dahil sa indigestion ata, yani ndi un movie ah, hehe, joke lang :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I'm CS, hahaha, wuluts, un ay kung ndi na magbabago ang grades ko sa natsci at un ay 1.75, nasa akin na ung classcards, ndi na pwedeng baguhin un, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manhihirapan ata ako magshift, kaya malungkot pa rin, pero ndi ako titigil, kailangan makapagshift sa econ, kailangan si Monsod!!!!! hahahaha, tamang tama yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge, balik na ako sa ginagawa ko, wala namang ol eh, sayang lang lowd ko, sana kasi dsl na lang kami o kaya WIFI eh. ang ibig sabi ng WIFI ay: Wireless Fidelity. Ung DSL ndi ko alam, haha, ituro nyo na lang sa'kin :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-6846584148478349323?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/6846584148478349323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=6846584148478349323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/6846584148478349323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/6846584148478349323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/11/unwell.html' title='UNWELL'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-8240761083808046523</id><published>2007-10-27T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T22:12:22.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 books</title><content type='html'>Its always my fault, hahaha. Pero seryoso, kainis kasi eh, kelan pa ba ako naging undecided lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, nagstar city kami kanina, muka na naman akong tanga, ( kelan pa ba naging ndi?). May nakita ka na  bang nag star city ng may dalang tatlong libro?? Ako lang ata ang ganun, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, may nalaman pa ako kay roemel, salamat kuya roemel, pinapadali mo buhay ko, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Basta, anung masaabi ko sa star city? Okey naman, muntik na akong masuka, hahahaha. Yan, maaga din akong umuwi kasi ndi ako nagpaalam, ako pa, wala na din pala akong boses kakasigaw, buti na lang sembreak!!!!! Hahaha, kahit na boring ang buhay at short ako sa pera, nakakagising naman ako ng 11 am, weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May nalaman din ako kay leo, hahaha, maraming maganda sa econ!!!! Excited na tuloy ako lumipat, wahahaha, andun pa naman si chow, marami akong matututunan, hehe. Joke lang tol, malapit na bertday ko, gusto ko ng deathnote, wala pa rring gustong magregalo sa'kin, hahahaha, cge, tsaka na ako magpopost ng maayos, nuod muna ako ng imbestigador...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you Newton!!!! Salamat at nagstar city tau kanina, hehe :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-8240761083808046523?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/8240761083808046523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=8240761083808046523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/8240761083808046523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/8240761083808046523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/10/3-books.html' title='3 books'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-2148717323358647769</id><published>2007-10-21T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T04:20:47.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>Gaya ng title ng ibang nabulukan ng blog, ako po ay nagbabalik na din, pero ndi pa formal, kasi may dalawa pa akong finals, at ginagawa ko lang muna ito para magpalipas ng oras. 4 am na, muntik pa akong ndi makapagpost, ndi ko na kasi alam ung username at password, hahahaha. Ilang buwan ka ba namang ndi magblog, kung ndi mo makalimutan un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, maraming nangyari sa'kin, hahaha, pero ndi un ang ipopost ko. Ipopost ko na lang muna ung mga balak ko sa buhay, para may matitignan akong schedule bago ko pa makalimutan ang lahat, hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kailangan kong mag aral, ndi lang para sa dalawang natitirang finals, kundi para sa susunod na sem, at sa mga susunod pa. Ang mga grades ko sa ngaun ay: 1, 1.75, at 2.25, may 4 pang subject na ndi ko alam ung grade ko, pero ung 2.25 sa math pwede ko pa daw itaas, haha, ampanget nung trend no', pababa, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. May php 2k ako para sa sembreak, bale tatlong linggo ung sembreak namin, at ung 1k naman pambibili ko ng memory card sa ps2, para malaro ko na ung metal gear (AC pahiram nung bala!!! hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ung 1k na natitira, ipanggagala ko dapat, kaya lang killing spree na naman sa Pilipinas kaya ndi ako makakagala madalas. Ndi lang malungkot maglakad mag isa sa mall, corny pa pag nasabugan ka ng mag isa ka lang, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Kailngan ko ng Math17, next sem!!!! Seryoso, ayoko din pagsabayin ang math11 at math 100 sa bakasyon, baka mabaliw na ako nun, dapat pala nag BS Math na lang ako, pero pwede din :D, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Malapit na ang bertday ko!!!! Kahit na ilang buwan pa un, dapat isipin ko malapit na, para magsimula na ako mag ipon. May ililibre akong Allstars, mga Newton, mga kaklase ko ngaun, at syempre ako tsaka kung cno mang tao na yayain kong samahan akong magwaldas ng pera sa bertday ko, hahahaha!!! Ang gastos ko, ayos lang yan, ganyan talaga pag walang babae, weehh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Halata bang wala akong tulog ngaun? Syempre, magulo ang pag iisip ko ngaun, andyan si Shaider, ung one way na ym, hahaha, at marami pang iba. Adik na nga ako sa kape eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Bibili pa ba ako ng maskara? Gusto ko kasing takutin ung kapatid ko, kaya lang medyo tinatamad na ako bumili, tulungan nyo nga ako magdesisyon, sabihin nyo sa tag kung anong dapat kong gawin, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Sa January 10, 2008 may appointment na agad ako, kaya wala ng ibang lakad. Pupunta akong La Salle para makita si Prof. David Gross, ndi mo kilala, tanong mo kay Sir Taylor. Ndi mo din kilala? Sya si Gandalf/Ent na physics teacher ko sa MaSci, hanapin mo na lang sya dun, makikilala mo din un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ndi ko pa naisosoli ung mga libro!!! Lagot na ako sa mga teacher ko sa MaSci, andami kong hiniram na libro ndi ko na ibinalik, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Namiss ko ang blog na ito, kaya nakapagdesiyon na ako, papalitan ko na ang skin, hahaha. Pero ndi pa rin ako ang gagawa, papagawa ko sa anak ko, kay Katz, hehe, ayos lang un, ibibili ko na lang ulit sya ng cereal sa pasukan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan, 10 pa lang yan, sana magawa ko kahit 8 out of 10 dyan, hehe, bawal na line of 7, mga dos pa lang un sa college, at ayoko ng dos, hahahaha. Cge, nakapagsayang na ako ng oras, at ng internet card. Sa susunod na lang ulit.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-2148717323358647769?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/2148717323358647769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=2148717323358647769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/2148717323358647769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/2148717323358647769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-4698235927070003153</id><published>2007-08-12T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T20:47:33.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which Star are you from??</title><content type='html'>Cno sa inyo nakakaalam ng "Which Star Are You From?", hehe, wala akong magawa eh, at ayoko munang ipressure ang sarili ko, kaya ayun, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bkit ko nga ba natanong un? Uhhhmm... malamang, medyo nararanasan ko un? hehe. Basta, magulo, lalo na para sa isang katula kong walang social life, hehe, pareho na kami ni Sir Jal. Pero, wala lang, natuwa lang talaga ako, posible palang makita mo ulit ung isang tao kahit na nagpakalayu layo na sya, hehe, pero ndi nga lang sya exactly un, pero kamukha nya, pero ndi sya un, basta!!!! Hehehe, ang weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero nakatanggap na ako ng warning, waw naman, hehe. Basta, dun ko din nalaman na ndi talaga sya un, hehe. Hehehe, pero kahit na, nakakatuwa talaga pag nakikita ko sya, kamukhang kamukha nya eh, parang sya talaga un, pero ndi, hehe, ang gulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta, gusto ko lang sya makita, mukha naman syang mabait eh, hehe, kahit ganun lang, pagod na ako sa mga naranasan ko dati eh, nakakatamad, hahahaha. Ako ba talaga to'? Syempre naman, ganyan talaga ang epekto ng UP, kahit talunan ssila sa basketball, hahahahaha!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-4698235927070003153?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/4698235927070003153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=4698235927070003153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/4698235927070003153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/4698235927070003153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/08/which-star-are-you-from.html' title='Which Star are you from??'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-3016518638965250262</id><published>2007-08-07T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:56:10.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunugeenn!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Sunugeeeen!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sira na naman ang buhay ko, wahahaha. Ndi ako makakapayag, may mali ako sa test, at dahil sa un sa kabobohan ko, kaya ko talagang iperfect un, kung ndi lang ako pabaya, anak ng, waaaahhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang tanga ko talaga!!!!! Meron na agad akong mali, NAKAKAINIS!!!!!! Waaaahhhhh!!!!!! Ayoko Naaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-3016518638965250262?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/3016518638965250262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=3016518638965250262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/3016518638965250262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/3016518638965250262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/08/sunugeenn.html' title='Sunugeenn!!!!!'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-1773341054514561243</id><published>2007-08-05T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T23:22:12.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Act</title><content type='html'>Haayy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ndi na naman ako makatulog, ang dami kasing gumugulo sa'kin eh, hehe. Ngaun ko lang naisip, wala ka talagang mapapagkatiwalaan....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never trust anybody", sabi nga ni Stone Cold, hehe, kasi wala talagang matinong tao sa mundo, what you see from the outside is a lot different from what that person is inside. Buti na lang may mga tao pang nagtatama sa akin, bago ako magkamali, hehe, at ako naman na tatanga tanga, muntik na madeceive, haha. Ang gulo ng sinasabi ko no'? Ndi ko din maintindihan eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isipin nyo na lang, pano kung akala nyo sasaya kayo sa isang bagay o tao, pero ndi pala, at ang makulit pa, ndi mo nalaman by experience, kundi, sinabi sa'yo, hahaha. Pakiramdam ko talaga ang tanga tanga ko, ndi ko naisip un, samantalang ung ibang tao nakita na nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, back to normal life.... Sabi nga ni Yani, next prospect daw, haha, parang meron pa, wala na ata, sawa na'ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teka, bakit nga ba to ang iniisp ko? May dalawang "Departamental Exams" pa kami sa tuesday, hahaha, wala pa akong inaaral kahit isa. Di'bale, ndi naman ako makatulog eh, mag eenjoy na lang ako mamaya kakabasa ng libro,haha, I love studying, kung naging babae lang un, cguro ang ganda nya sa paningin ko, wahahaha, baliw!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong magpakasaya, kaya lang wala akong pera; gusto kong manuod ng sine, kaya lang lagi akong may kasama (haha, seryoso, gusto ko manood ng sine mag isa); gusto kong lumabas, wala namang akong kasama(ang gulo ng buhay ko no'?); Sana may nag aalaga na ulit sa'kin, seryoso ndi ko kaya, sinubukan ko na eh, kaya lang masyado akong maraming inaalala nakakalimutan ko sarili ko, naks, haha, parang alam ko pinagsasabi ko ah. Pero ndi nga, sana nasa computer na lang ako, para mas effective ung multi tasking ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, kaya ayoko na ng life after death eh, nakakasawa na ung mga ginagawa ko dito, haha, dilat na dilat pa talaga ung mata ko, wahahaha, ndi na ako makakatulog, ayan, hahaha, maganda ung palabas sa ABS-CBN, Sister Act nga!!!! Hahaha, cge manonood na ako:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-1773341054514561243?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/1773341054514561243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=1773341054514561243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/1773341054514561243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/1773341054514561243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/08/sister-act.html' title='Sister Act'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-3286268662206237826</id><published>2007-07-27T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T23:30:58.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Malungkot</title><content type='html'>tik tak tik tak tik tak......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama ba, ganyan ba ung  si tunog ng relo? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antagal ko ng ndi nakapag post,  malapit na ang test sa MATH I at SOCSCI I, kailangan mag aral, hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamusta na ba ako? Uhhmm..... Achievements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- naisip ko na ayoko ng mabuhay after 100 years, hehe, nakakasawa na un&lt;br /&gt;- ayoko ng din ng life after death, sawa na nga ako mabuhay eh, gusto ko ng matulog&lt;br /&gt;- magulo ang pag iisip ko ngaun, nakakainis...&lt;br /&gt;-Ndi ko pinansin miss freshie!!!!! SAYANG, ang sama ng first impression nya sa'kin, waaaahhh, sori talaga Aia T_T&lt;br /&gt;- Gusto kong sumandal sa balikat ng may balikat, hahaha, tama ba un, ang hirap kasi sumandal sa balikat ko eh, hehe&lt;br /&gt;- Ang sarap manood ng Bubble Gang, hehe, ang saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge, antok na ako, bb :-h&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-3286268662206237826?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/3286268662206237826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=3286268662206237826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/3286268662206237826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/3286268662206237826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/07/malungkot.html' title='Malungkot'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-5842708591359062327</id><published>2007-07-18T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:42:40.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They're driving me crazy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha, ndi ko na alam gagawin ko. Hanggang ngaun iniisip ko kung anong sagot dun sa assginment sa Math 1, waaaahhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung una akala ko madali ung subject na un, Math 1 nga eh. Nag iba pananaw ko dahil dun sa assignment namin, hahahaha. Nakakabaliw, tapos binasa ko pa ung syllabus namin. May calculus pala, waahhhh!!!!!! Nababaliw na talaga ako, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May report pa ako bukas, may webpage review pa ako. Magpupuyat ulit ako, weeeeee :D.&lt;br /&gt;Napanood ko na ung Harry Potter, nakakabitin, hehe. Ang masaya pa, first time ko makanood sa glorietta, hehe. Ang dami ko na talagang pera, hahaha. Syempre, ganyan talaga pag mag isa sa buhay, ahahaha. Irony ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woi cge, magsisimula na ako sa aking pag aaral, parang nagchachat lang no'? Layas na ako....&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-size:85%;"&gt;"May bayad ung pagkuha sa cel number nya??" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-5842708591359062327?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/5842708591359062327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=5842708591359062327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5842708591359062327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5842708591359062327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/07/theyre-driving-me-crazy-hahahaha-ndi-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-7928487784848855702</id><published>2007-07-07T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T21:29:35.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sir Jal</title><content type='html'>Kanina nag NSTP na kami, nakit ako din si sir Jal, hahahaha. Ndi sya mukhang rakista, mukha talaga syang respetadong teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ang damaing kong natutunan sa kanya, hahahahaha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Why take 1 high paying job, if you can take 3 mid-high paying job. Mas yayaman ka nga naman nun, hehe. It sounds, crazy but is very practical, lalo na pag boring ang trabaho mo, kailangan mo din ng ibang bagay na dapat gawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Wala na akong social life, at pagatagal kayo din, mawawalan", those are the words of Sir Jal, idol, hahaha. Alam ko mangyayari talaga un, at masaya ako dahil maraming mawawala sa iniisip ko, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Eveyone has a bias, it's only bad when you don't declare it", yan pa, marami pa syang cnabi tungkol dyan eh. Kung pano namin magagamit yan para makauno, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Learn to criticize. Dapat sumasali kami sa mga rally, hehe. Kasi tama din ung pinaglalaban nila. Pero dapat pati ung mga aktibista, ndi lang kami sunod ng sunod. Dapat icriticize din namin sila, dahil hindi laging tama ung paraan nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Si sir Jal ung kumanta nung kalahati ng "batang bata ka pa", hahahaha. Tinanong yan ni Timo eh, cnagot naman ni sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Eto ang pinakagusto ko, "Multi-tasking is a lifestyle". Kailangan ko din yan, hehe. Gaya ni sir, naiisip ko malapit na din akong kulangin lagi ng tulog, hehe. Medyo sanay na naman ako eh, dahil kay sir Bangayan!!!! Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge, tama na cguro yan, marami pa syang cnabi eh, tinatamad lang ako, hehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-7928487784848855702?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/7928487784848855702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=7928487784848855702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/7928487784848855702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/7928487784848855702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/07/sir-jal.html' title='Sir Jal'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-8000602766164682263</id><published>2007-07-05T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T21:13:44.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold up</title><content type='html'>Tang Ina, nagkaholdapan na naman, ngaun namana ung katabi ko ang tinutukan ng Balisong. Natatrauma na ako!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, naaalala ko tuloy ung nangyaari sa'kin last year, July din nun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauwi na ako nun, naulan din, hehe, parehong pareho ung scenery. Tapos nagpaload pa ako nun. Unlitext, nag away kasi kami, ndi kami nagkaintindihan dun sa tinatanong nya, akala nya sumagot ako ng ewan. Naaalalal ko pa, hehe,  taos ayun, text text sa dyip. Bago nga pala un, may nakasakay ako sa dyip na lalaki, nagtetext din ako nun, sabi nya mag ingat daw ako kasi may mga naghohold up nga kung pwede daw wag na wag akong magtetext habang nasa dyip. Tapos cnabihan na din ako ng tita ko ng ganun nung nasa dyip kami. Ang ibig sabihin, ndi ako nakikinig, hahahaha, cno ba naman kasi ang mag aakalang pag iinteresan pa ang 3310 na celphone?? Ang cnasabi ko nga baka ibato pa sa'kin ung celphone na un eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ayun nga, nagtetext ako sabay may umagaw ng celphone ko, pero ndi ko pa nabitawan, kayang kaya kong hawakan ung celphone na un sa liit eh. K aya lang  biglang may binunot ung lalaki, syempre bibitawan ko na ung celphone, mas mahalaga naman ung buhay ko kesa dun, haha, ewan ko lang ngaun.  Basta ayun, tandang tanda ko pa ung mata nung lalaking un, basta, parang adik. At ganun din ung napansin ko dun sa lalaking nanutok ng balisong kanina. Pulang pula ung mata nya, parang wala talagang kaluluwa, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naiisip ko na lang, bkit kaya nila ginagawa un? Ndi naman sila pilay o bulag, na hindi pwedeng magtrabaho. Ewan ko ba, sana lang alam nila ung ginagawa nila. Pangalawang beses ko na to' ah, mukhang prone talaga ako sa mga krimen, hehe. Naiiisip ko na lang, sa susunod matutuluyan na ako. Haayy... Ang dami ko na namang naalala tuloy, bwisit ka talaga manong, pasalamat ka wala akong dalang baril, pag pwede na talaga magdadala ako, uubusin ko lahat ng katulad mo!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-8000602766164682263?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/8000602766164682263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=8000602766164682263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/8000602766164682263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/8000602766164682263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/07/hold-up.html' title='Hold up'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-2162313207011023349</id><published>2007-06-27T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:25:31.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June 27, 2007</title><content type='html'>Galing ako sa Diliman, hahaha. May assignment kasi kami sa Histo 1, at dun namin makukuha ang sagot, hehe. At habang nandun ako bumisita na ako sa Kalayaan, andun sila Chad, AC, Rap, Leahli, Kyle, Nica, Mikh, Leah, Neil, Leo, Jeff, Karl, Jarold, tsaka kung cnu cno pa, hehe. Nagpasama ako kay Katz papunta sa University Library, nakita din namin sila Jude, Louise, Mark, Harvey, Ashley. Ang dami ng masci, hahahaha. At pagtagal tagal, lilipat na din ako dun, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung papunta ako sa UP, lahat ng kasabay kong estudyante sa dyip tulog, hahahaha. Parang alam ko na kung anong nangyayari sa mga estudyante dun, haha. Nasabi ko na ba? Gen Pop ako sa block namin, hehe. Ndi ako kasama sa mga bully, sa mga gc, sa mga kung anu anong grupo, kasama ako sa General Population, hehe. Labu labo kami dun, haha. Pagkatapos kong mangyari sa main library, bumalik ako sa kalayaan, hahahaha, andun pa rin sila, symepre tambay ulit ako, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwento kwento si Leahli, usap kami ni Leah, naggigitara kami nila Leo, andun din pala sila Ivan at Cam, hehe, muntik ko ng makalimutan. Ang sarap sa kalayaan, may basketball court pa sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, pasensya na kayo, wala lang ako sa sarili ngaun kaya ganito pinagsasasabi ko. Nakakapagod kasi pumunta sa Diliman, haha. Pero ayos lang, nakita ko naman kahit sandali eh, inaantok na ako, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onga pala, patay na po si Chris Benoit, double homicide-suicide. Asphyxiation daw ung&lt;br /&gt;cause of death. This is a serious thing for me, based from what I watch on the television, he has no problem especially on his mind. So the cause of his actions are very unexpected and hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kung pagsasamahin ba ang "ikaw" at "ako", magiging "tayo"?"......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-2162313207011023349?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/2162313207011023349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=2162313207011023349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/2162313207011023349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/2162313207011023349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/06/june-27-2007.html' title='June 27, 2007'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-7803161904306790978</id><published>2007-06-16T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T22:26:42.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week</title><content type='html'>Tapos na ang first week ng pasukan, tapos foundation day na din ata, ewan ko, wala akong alam, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatlong araw na akong pumapasok, isang teacher pa lang ung nakikilala ko, pero ndi pa rin ako natutuwa. Philippine Constitution?? Declaration of Philippine Independence? Waw, ndi ko naisip na pag aaralan ko ung mga bagay na un, pero what the heck, kailangan eh, tsaka kakailanganin ko din un, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasabi ko sa dati kong post, magloloner ako, kasi nga magshishift ako ng course, kahit anong mangyari. Kaya lang nagsisimula na akong magdalawang isip, kasi nagsisimula na akong maattach sa block ko, haha. Una tanong tanong lang ng pangalan, nakalimutan ko, kahit sa isa ko lang sabihin un, malalaman ng lahat, ampz. Tapos tanungan na ng number, syempre, kailangan kong ibigay dahil kilala na nila ako. Ang nagagawa ko na lang, mag isa akong naglalunch, hehe. I enjoy the company of others, but I really prefer to be alone sometime. And when I do, trust me I'll do anything to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero dun sa  3 araw na pumasok ako, marami na ding nangyari, una, ndi block head ang tawag namin sa blockhead namin, ang sagwa eh. Ang tawag namin sa kanya ay "Boss", mas maganda pakinggan, kami naman nag isip nun eh, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May encounter na ako sa mga frat, hahaha. At ndi ako natatakot, kasi alam ko ung ginawa ko, kahit pa balikan ako nung mga un, kung nakita man nila ako, hehe. Ayun, nagkwento si kuya David sa'min, about FBCs and Frats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Once you become an FBC, you will never be able to join a frat&lt;br /&gt;2. An FBC is an enemy to the frats&lt;br /&gt;3. Never join  frat while you are a   freshie, or you'll face the consequences&lt;br /&gt;4. I am fratable, hahaha&lt;br /&gt;5. I am more likely to be invited beacuse I'm always alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan basta mga ganyan, pero alam ko naman ung lalagayan ko eh, kaya nga may atraso na agad ako sa frat eh, hahaha. Di'bale, marami naman akong kilalang FBC eh, at pag wala akong makita, bahala na, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onga pala, uung prof ko mahilig sa star wars, ang galing, we have something in common, hehe. Pero magkaiba kami ng pananaw sa mga bagay bagay, kaya delikado ako, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malapit na foundation day namin, ndi ko alam kung kelan, bahala na, cge, hanggang dito na lang. Magulo pa rin talga buhay ko, hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-7803161904306790978?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/7803161904306790978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=7803161904306790978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/7803161904306790978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/7803161904306790978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/06/1st-week.html' title='1st week'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-5944330570049410328</id><published>2007-06-12T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:17:45.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before First Day High</title><content type='html'>Ayan, pasukan na bukas. Ang weird, naisipan kong magpost, kinakabahan cguro ako, hehe. Lahat naman eh. Sa totoo lang ndi ko alam ung mangyayari sa college, medyo seseryoshin ko na kasi lahat.  Ndi ko binabalak mag enjoy sa papasukan ko, kasi ngaun pa lang may goal na agad ako. 1,1,1,1,1,1,1,1. Sa 15 units ko dapat 1 lahat un, kung ndi, ndi ako makakalipat sa Diliman, hahahaha. At ayokong mangyari un!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya dapat aral lang, walang gala (Maliban na lang pag may magandang palabas sa sinehan :D), walang laro (maliban na lang pag WALANG gagawin), at wala kaibigan (Except sa Mascians :D). Nakakabaliw no', magmumukha akong GC,ayos lang un, kasi kailangan ko talagang lumipat, marami akong dahilan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami ko pa ring exceptions dun sa mga balak ko, hehe. La naman ako balak magpakabaliw, polsci pa naman aaralin ko, baka magkasirasira buhay ko, hahaha. Ung sa mga tao, ndi naman cguro masama magkaron ng mga bagong kaibigan, kaya lang ndi talaga ako magpapaka people person, ang gulo ko na, hehe. Basta, kung ndi nyo maintindihan, nandun un sa isa kong post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge na, matutulog na cguro ako ng maaga, hehe......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-5944330570049410328?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/5944330570049410328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=5944330570049410328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5944330570049410328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5944330570049410328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/06/before-first-day-high.html' title='Before First Day High'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-3820854702920918200</id><published>2007-06-10T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T21:39:52.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La lang</title><content type='html'>Ampz, hahaha, ang haba na nung ipopost ko kagabi biglang naubusan ako ng load. Ayoko na ulitin, hehe. Basta, may itinype ako dito, la kasi akong makausap, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge, cnabi ko lang un, hahahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-3820854702920918200?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/3820854702920918200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=3820854702920918200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/3820854702920918200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/3820854702920918200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/06/la-lang.html' title='La lang'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-4015014199154256676</id><published>2007-06-04T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T22:18:57.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smallville</title><content type='html'>Folk Dance?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nawindang naman ako dun, hahahaha. Ang galing nagsisimula na akong makaappreciate ng ibang tao, hahaha. Nung nagback out ako sa UST, may nakita akong cute, sayang nga eh, tapos kanina pag punta kong UP ang daming CUTE, hahahahaha, masaya to'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya lang ayun, nagpaikot ikot kami kanina, hehe, ang daming napuntahan, tapos nakita ko na ung isa sa mga magiging prof ko. Ang ndi ko lang matanggap eh ung PE. Ang nakalagay lang dun, PE 2 FD, kaya tinanong ko si pauxiu, tapos ang sabi nya: "Baka Folk Dance". HAHAHAHAHAHA, pwede bang magbagsak ng PE sa college? Seryoso ako, hehe. Ung sayaw na pang party pa nga lang wala na akong gana eh, FOLK DANCE pa kaya???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero sabi naman nila sa'kin, okey lang daw un, itry ko na din, wala naman akong magagawa eh, hahaha. At kung may magagawa lang ako dapat sporty ung pe ko, ba't kasi ndi pwedeng ako ung pumili eh. Eto na, hehe, simula na ng college, 1 linggo na lang. Sana maging maayos lahat, cge maglalaro na ako ng FFX, Son salamat sa memory card, buburahin ko lahat ng save mo dun, hahaha......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"It's a small world after all,&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all,&lt;br /&gt;It's a small world after all,&lt;br /&gt; It's a small, small world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-4015014199154256676?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/4015014199154256676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=4015014199154256676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/4015014199154256676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/4015014199154256676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/06/smallville.html' title='Smallville'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-5742903071549397249</id><published>2007-06-02T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T21:14:51.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Vacation</title><content type='html'>2007-01357....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan ang bagong identity ko, hahaha. At mas magandang pakinggan yan kesa sa pangalan ko, astig nga eh. Haayy, isang linggo na lang, papasok na ako, seryoso na dapat, hehe. Ndi nga, college na eh, kailangan na mag adik sa pag aaral, hehe. Lalo na ako, malayo pa ang lalakbayin ko, magshishift sabay lipat ng college. Sana lang magawa ko un, hahaha. Dapat wala ng sagabal, walang laro, walang katamaran, at higit sa lahat, walang BABAE, hahahaha. Ayan para ndi na ako tawaging babaero, geek na lang, mas maganda pakinggan. Tama na din cguro sa kaibigan, hehe. Ndi naman ako magtagagal dun eh, kuntento na ako sa mga tao sa piligid ko ngaun. Kakagaling ko nga lang kila Quiogue kanina eh. Ayun, may mga Masci din naman dun sa papasukan ko, okey na un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamang tama nga ung nabasa ko ngaun eh, hahaha: "Sometimes you have to keep walls up around you, not to keep people out but to see who cares enough to break the walls just to be with you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astig di'ba? hehe. Ndi talaga ako magpapakafriendly, bahala na kung anong mangyari, hehe. Un din naman ung plano ko kung sa UPLB ako mag aaral eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko na pumasok, hehe. Para makabili na ako ng memory card!!! hehe. Tapos manonood na din ako ng mga ipapalabas sa sine. AC, naranasan ko na manood ng sine mag isa, gud lang tol, hahahaha, masaya naman eh. Un pa nga pala, may nalaman ako, pero ndi ko sasabihin, hahaha. Ayoko ng pakialaman un, ayoko ng makagulo at ayoko na ding magulo, hehe. Ang gulo di'ba? Ganun talaga eh, basta, magfofocus na lang ako sa pag aaral ko, hahahaha.  Ang hirap paniwalaan, pero un na lang ang natitira kong paraan para makuntento sa buhay ko, hahaha. Ayan malalim naman ngaun ung cnasabi ko, tama na nga. Naguguluhan na din ako eh, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First debut na ung bukas, hehe. Pinakaunang debut na pupuntahan ko ung kay Clauds, waw naman, hehe. Nakakatuwa 18 roses ako, ndi ko pa naman alam ung gagawin, bahala na bukas, 12 ang uwian papasaksak na lang ako sa kalsada pag tinamad ako umuwi, hahaha. Pero cgurdao akong ndi to' ang last debut na pupuntahan ko, may kapatid akong babae eh, hahaha. Cguraudo imbitado ako sa debut nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang dito na lang, maaga pa ako bukas, gagawan ko pa ng palo ung mga kanta namin, hahaha. Lagot na, mukhang magkakalat ako bukas, hehe...... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-5742903071549397249?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/5742903071549397249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=5742903071549397249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5742903071549397249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5742903071549397249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/06/before-vacation.html' title='Before Vacation'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-3675698617124189675</id><published>2007-05-21T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:01:53.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>before shrek</title><content type='html'>Anak ng Kwapao, manonood ako ng Shrek bukas. Ayos na naman, may pera na ako, may lugar na pupuntahan, may papanoorin. Kaya lang may isang problema, wala akong kasama!!!!! Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey ba? Nung spider man eto din problema ko, buti na lang sinagip ako nina Jan at Em, kaya lang ngaun, ndi ko sila macontact, hahahaha. Ang mas malala pa, ndi ko libre ngaun, hahaha. Lalong walang sasama. Okey naman cguro kung mag isa lang din ako. Kasi ndi ko pa alam kung san ung Power Plant shit na un, baka maligaw ako, sanay naman eh, hehe. Kausap ko nga si milfeulle, kung ano ung pinagkaiba pag may kasama ko at pag wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas maganda daw talaga ung may kasama, kasi Shrek ung palabas, comedy. Isipin mo na lang pano kung, nagtatawanan ung mga tao tapos ikaw tatawa din pero mag isa ka lang, ndi ba parang awkward, pag nabaliw pa ako, makikipagtawanan ako dun sa katabi ko kahit ndi ko kilala, e'di natakot naman un, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ndi ko alam kung anong mangyayari bukas, kasi hanggang ngaun wala pa rin akong kasama, pero isa lang alam ko, tutuloy ako bukas kahit anong mangyari, hehe. Kinakabahan kasi ako sa results ng UPLB, kaya kailangan kong maglibang libagn muna, hehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-3675698617124189675?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/3675698617124189675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=3675698617124189675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/3675698617124189675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/3675698617124189675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/05/before-shrek.html' title='before shrek'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-1543499415538826957</id><published>2007-05-15T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:29:15.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two sides</title><content type='html'>Actually, this is one of those post about what I learned from Homer Simpson, but due to very B-E-A-utiful events this day, I realized what if I add another topic here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets start with the optimistic side:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you can't remember me, then I 'll have two make you fall all over again.."&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                      -Homer Simpson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the line I heard from Homer on the episode where his wife, Marj, had an amnesia and doesn't remember him. He courts her all over again just to make her fall for him. What I like about this part is that he  never quits. He'd take all the risk and do whatever it takes for his love. You may know Homer Simpson as a Couch Potato  and a useless  husband,  what you don't see is his other side, so keep watching him, you'll learn a lot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to the pessimistic side:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just cross them off your list and move on to another"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds quite harsh isn't it? Well, I like it just the way it is. You know why? Because I don't need dead weight. Face the fact that, people don't need anyone who won't do any good to them, their just a liability and I don't want to be accounted for them. You need to get rid of anything or anybody that will destroy you, either from your past, present or future. I know it doesn't sound like me, but hell, this is me, the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I apologize if those who will read this will get offended or something like that. I'm just expressing myself today, because I need to cross someone off my list and forget all about that part..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comprende'?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-1543499415538826957?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/1543499415538826957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=1543499415538826957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/1543499415538826957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/1543499415538826957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/05/two-sides.html' title='Two sides'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116061008576666193</id><published>2007-05-14T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:07:40.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FJSKSJD</title><content type='html'>Tapos na ang eleksyon, ndi naman ako bumoto, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Half a month na lang halos, bored pa rin ako, ang inaantay ko na lang eh ung pag uwi namin ng probinsya, baka maenjoy ko pa un, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La din ako makausap, nababaliw na ako , haha.  Ayoko din naman, makipag usap sa ibang tao, hahaha. Basta magulo un.. Magbabasa na lang ako ng mga gawa ni EAP, cno un? alamin mo na lang, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagtext nga pala si Clauds, puunta daw ako sa debut nya, hehe. Ang dami nyong tumatanda na, nakaboto na kaya kau? Joke lang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La ako mailagay masyado kasi wala talagang nangyayari, nung linggo full band ung tugtugan namin sa church, percussion ako, ang galing weeeeee. Ndi un drums ah, basta beat din sya tapos parang pampadagdag sa drums, sana ganun na lang lagi, mas masaya, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko na talaga umuwi ng probinsya, ngaun lang ako naging excited ng ganito, hehe. Tapos pagbalik ko dito manonood na ako ng Shrek, WOI!!!!!! wala nga pala akong kasama, cno gustong manood dyan? Bilis Libre ko ulit, hahahaha... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116061008576666193?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116061008576666193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116061008576666193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116061008576666193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116061008576666193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/05/fjsksjd.html' title='FJSKSJD'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-940252409494256789</id><published>2007-04-30T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T21:17:21.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Line Up</title><content type='html'>Inaaway ako ni AC, hahahahaha, Sucker daw ako. Masama ba kasing magbalak manood ng sine ng walang kasama? Eh sa maganda ung palabas eh, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day, I noticed myx had a very good line up for me. No kidding, nung binuksan ko ung T.V., unang una kong nakita ung kanta ni Robbie Williams. Maganda ung kanta kahit na hindi ko alam masyado, pero ang napansin ko dun eh ung skating rink. Back in December 2006, I met a girl named Mika (I'm not sure of the spelling because I met her at a skating rink and I'm not stupid enoug to ask her correct name or any details). Well, she is an english speaking 7 yr. old kid who came from France but she is a Filipina. At syempre sa skating rink ko sya nakita, dun sa Sm Megamall. I just remembered her and everything that happened that day. C'mon, its not everyday that you see an interesting kid that you like so much that you plan to name her after your daughter. She talks a lot about her, well, I just realized I miss her, and that she told me she goes there every week. So now I'm planning to go back there and see if I'll see my dream daughter again, even if it means I have to go there alone. Sounds ridiculous, it's just me, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next song: "So Slow", hahaha. I know the story, and so as the other people I know. But for the first time, I listened for the lyrics and not to the voice of the singer. That's why it is only now thay the thought of the song sinked in to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos nun, "Tell Me Where It HURTS". Eto ang hini nyo alam, hahahaha. Nung start ng 3rd year dati, naheart broken ako, hehe. Kasi aalis na sya, at hindi ko inexpect un, nabigla talaga ako nung nalaman ko un. Kaw ba naman ang magbalak kung pano mo sya liligawan buong bakasyon tapos pagdating ng first day of classes sasabihin sau, "Aalis na sya, pupuntang Canada". During those times, this song became very popular so as the band hwo sang it, MYMP.&lt;br /&gt;Kapag naririnig ko tong' kantang to', naiisip ko sana may taong dadating para kantahan ako nung kanta na un, hahaha. Masyado akong nag eexpect no'? Walang kumanta nun para sa'kin pero may dumating din naman, for 1 year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a funfact: Gusto ko pa rin marining ung kantang un na kinakanta nung special person na para sa'kin, kung sino man sya, hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Song: "Ordinary People". I just discovered this song this year, but its so B-E-A-Utiful, I always listen to it everytime I hear it. Actually, that song brought me back to reality after all the previous songs I just heard. I remembered a lot from thoses songs, those wonderful voices, those sweet angelic voices, whatever........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaga pa kami bukas, tapos na pala ang April, isang buwan na lang ang bakasyon. Maraming mangyayari ngaun May gaya ng results ng recon ko sa UPLB, at kung anu ano pa, cge hanggang dito na lang..........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-940252409494256789?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/940252409494256789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=940252409494256789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/940252409494256789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/940252409494256789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/04/line-up.html' title='Line Up'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-7806253048196865788</id><published>2007-04-29T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T21:39:43.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kamay ko</title><content type='html'>Arayy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina, nagkahon na naman ako sa Church. Habang pumapalo ako naramdaman ko parang naiipit ung isa kong daliri. Pagtingin ko, bumuka pala ung balat tapos nasa ilalalim ng kuko ko. Waahhh!!! Ndi naman ako pwedeng tumigil dahil nasa gitna kami ng praise &amp; worship, pero sobrang sakit na talaga. Kaya pagkatapos ng pinakita ko dun sa gitarista namin ung kamay ko, nagdudugo na, hahahahaha.  Tapos cnabi nya sa'kin, "Mali kasi ung palo mo". Hahaha, kaya pagdating ng worship, naayos ko na ung palo ko, pero ang sakit pa rin, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ndi na ulit ako papalo ng beatbox, tsaka na pag maayos na ulit ung kamay ko. Nabali nga ata eh, hanggang ngaun masakit pa rin ung dalawa kong kamaya, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala naman masyadong nangyari ngaun, nag away si Jose at Jt.  Sana magkabati na sila, hehe.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-7806253048196865788?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/7806253048196865788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=7806253048196865788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/7806253048196865788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/7806253048196865788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/04/kamay-ko.html' title='Kamay ko'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-5037701956754465849</id><published>2007-04-28T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T22:41:47.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today.....</title><content type='html'>This day was interesting, actually I'm really glad because today something wonderful happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, about today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day is somehow the same as the others, chores, errands, the usual stuff. But as the day has gone by, I encountered somethnig interesting. While I was buying food for my grandmother in a grill (Ihaw-ihaw), I noticed a baby, maybe a year old seating in a mtor cycle with his father. Well, I didn't cared at all force because I don't know them. But then, he caught my attention when he was actually giving me the keys of the motorcycle. Hey, I already told you, I like kids, but never did I know kids like me, or at least some of them. Then, I just stared at him, and looked at what he was doing. Somehow he can speak some words but just words. He was pointing at many things, like the other vehicles passing by, and he could identify a motorcycle, well, his riding at one. Then he pointed up, so I looked there, I saw some bugs flying around a flourescent bulb (I don't know what they are called, but I'm sure they are bugs). I was pretty impressed by this kid, well he could communicate with me eventhough his only aroun 1 or 2 years old. His father is about to leave so he started the vehicle, but the child and I are still looking at each other. When they left, he suddenly waved to me with the words byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though its just a simple thing, that made me smile. We all know how boring this vacation is, and also, there are a lot of things going through my ind that time, but that simple thing, actually made me feel more comfortable and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer this day than the other one. Last Thursday I went to Robinson's for a very exciting day, and guess what, I was alone!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, in going out, there is one simple rule to be happy, never go to a place by yourself!!! Except if oyur some loner or emo person. So how did that INTERESTING day turned out. I walked around the mall, then I walked, and walked, and walked. That's the problem, I didn't know what to do because I was alone.So I decided to sit down at gbox, you know what, it was good. No it was B-E-A-Utiful. You know how it feels to sit down in front of those shooting machines and there is no one playing in it? Its like your sitting face to face with a jackass or something that won't even move what ever you do. I mean, the only thing I observed was that its lights were blinking, after that nothing else happened. But behind me, is an old couple, maybe around thier 60's of 70's. Well, its a nice spot, because from there that they are sweet. The old lady is leaning on the old man's shoulder and they were talking very quietly. I wanted to go in front of them and tell them, that they are very lucky to have each other and that they should not waste that chance. But, what the heck', I'm the kid here, where I am going, they are already through. So I just stayed quiet and realized that someday, someone like that will be with me. A person I'll keep on loving even if were very very old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, a little... well more walking, I went to Comic Odyssey, then I went home. I was really bored that day, Actually, I'm bored of this whole vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good, now I feel better, thanks.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-5037701956754465849?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/5037701956754465849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=5037701956754465849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5037701956754465849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5037701956754465849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/04/today.html' title='Today.....'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-6520822075864706425</id><published>2007-04-22T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T21:34:08.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buhay pa ako</title><content type='html'>Buhay pa ako......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, kaninang umaga, unang beses kong magbeat box, acoustic daw muna kami sa church. Seryoso, masakit sa kamay, hahaha, namula ung kamay ko sa lakas ng palo. Maayos naman lahat, natapos kami ng mga 10 a.m. pero medyo inaantok pa ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anu pa ba, nakalimutan ko pala, Belated Happy Birthday Loraine!!!!!  Magparamdam ka naman, hehe. Naalala ko tuloy, ndi ko pa rin sure kung san ako mag aaral, waaaahhh. Ung ibang kaklase ko nag aayos na ng sked nila sa college, ako wala pa kahit ano, hehe. Ang hirap pala ng recon, ang tagal mong mag aantay. Either ways, dalawa lang naman ung pinagpipilian ko eh, UST o UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UST&lt;br /&gt;Gud na din ako dun, gusto ko na nga dun nung una eh. Andun sila JT, malapit sa sibilisasyon tapos hanggang 1 lang ako sked ko pag dun, Malaki din ang UST kaya masaya dun. Halos ndi din magbabago ang environment ko, isang dyip lang ang layo nya sa Masci, kaya makakadaan daan pa ako dun, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los Banos po ito, kaya hindi ko na kailangang sabihin kung gano ako kalayo sa sibilisasyon, hehe. Bkit nga ba gusto ko dito, hinahabol ko ang pangalan ng UP, haha. Lilipat naman ako ng Diliman after 1 year eh, kaya lang matagal din un. Tahimik naman daw dun, probinsya eh, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haayy.... Pagod na ako, cge hanggang dito na lang, nag email nga pala si Mr. Taylor, balik daw sya ng Canada for a vacation, enjoy hehe. Ano bang meron sa Canada??? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-6520822075864706425?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/6520822075864706425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=6520822075864706425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/6520822075864706425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/6520822075864706425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/04/buhay-pa-ako.html' title='Buhay pa ako'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-5962838738745626708</id><published>2007-04-18T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T20:38:59.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>New Post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayokong mabulukan ng blog eh, haha. As all can see, it is vacation time for now. And for a happy go lucky student like me, ito na ang pinakaboring na panahon na mararanasan ko, hahaha. Gigising ng tanghali sa umaga, kain, ligo, laro, tulog ng gabing gabi, gigising ulit. Paulit ulit hanggang magpasukan na ulit. Tapos na din ang outing ng newton, malapit na ang outing ng All Stars (Raphael Bernardo, sumama ka ah), malapit na rin ang debut ni chrissy, ang tanda mo na, hahaha, at nagyayaya si klasmeyt jose na lumabas ang newton. Konting konti lang ung panahon na makakalabas ako ng bahay, hehe. Buti na lang may badminton pa kami ni jan at pupunta din ako kila raphael, kaya dagdag na din un. Pero mas madalas talaga, sa bahay lang ako kaya boring. Ano bang magagawa ko sa bahay, uhhmm... PS2, tama ayan, pwede na, hahaha. Kaya lang may problema pala:&lt;br /&gt;1. ndi pa napapaconvert un&lt;br /&gt;2. dahil ndi pa napapaconvert, ndi ako makabili ng bagong bala&lt;br /&gt;3. Wala akong memory card!!!! AC!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron pa namang alternative, gitara, nag aaral na ulit ako maggitara, hehe, para kung sa college, ndi ako mukang ewan. Inspired kasi ako eh, dahil kay Raphael C. Bernardo, hahaha, Aylabyu papa Rap :D.  Un pa pala, nagsimula na din akong magtutor, sa pinsan ko lang naman, hehe. Hindi ko kakayaning magtutor ng ibang bata cguro, medyo mainitin ang ulo ko pag makulit ang kausap ko eh tapos hindi sumusunod, haha. Madali lang din ung ituturo ko sa kanya, pang grade 5, kaya easy easy lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anu pa ba? Ayun... Gusto ko ng Summer Job!!!!! Nakakabaliw na talaga tong' bakasyon na ito. Ung kapatid ko nga nagdadala pa ng babae dito sa bahay, tinatawanan lang namin nung nanay ko, pero gusto ko talagang makalabas ng bahay, hahaha. Ndi na ako bata, bakit ako naiisolate sa ganitong lugar? Onga pala pipinturahan ko ulit ung bintana namin, ndi ko pala natapos un last year, bakit kaya? Uhhmm... Ewan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magpapalit na din ako ng blog, este skin, kaya lang eh ayaw pa ni Pedro magpalit ng skin, ndi kasi ako marunong eh, hahaha :D. Emo ka talaga gagu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge, yan ang mga nangyayari sa'kin sa mga panahong ito, nauubusan na din ako ng internet card!!! Waaaahhh!!!! Baka sa susunod kung anu ano na lang ang ipost ko dito, wala talagang nangyayaring matino eh, BB... May isang buwan humigit pang ganito ang buhay ko, WAAAAHHH!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-5962838738745626708?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/5962838738745626708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=5962838738745626708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5962838738745626708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5962838738745626708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/04/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-5318766902072413396</id><published>2007-04-03T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T21:50:14.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gradball</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday sa mga magbibirthday ngaung araw na to'!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami nyo eh, ayoko ng isa isahin, haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina, nakatikim ako ng brandy, ang lakas pala, hehe. Pero ndi ako naglasing pumunta pa kasi ako ng Masci, hehe. Buti na lang ndi napansin. Andun si Jonas, may contest pa adw sila, hahaha, graduate na nga kau nagcoconstest pa, adikk. Tapos andun din si Ruffy at Esther, lumabas pala sila. Nagtype pa si Ruffy sa office, kaya niyaya ko na lang si esther mag UPM kasi magpapareco ako. Waaahhh, kund ndi ka ba naman minamalas malas, .025 na lang pwede na ako dun, ndi pa umabot. Last chance ko na lang tuloy, UP Los Banos. Malayo ba un? Malayong malayo, pero sabi sa'kin ni mam Almeda, tahimik naman daw sa ganun. Haha, kahit na, pero cguro pwede ko ng pagtyagaan un, kung gusto ko talaga mag UP. Waaahh, namimiss ko na agad sya, ngaun ko lang kasi naiisip ung chance na ndi na kami magkikita. Tapos pag nag Los Banos pa ako, mas malayo, kaya to sum it all up, sabog na naman araw ko, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation ni Dan Allen kanina, nagyaya siya ng kainan sa kanila, kaklase ko po sya nung elementary. Nagkita kita ulit kaming mga magkakaibigan. Ang bilis ng panahon, parang kelan lang kami grumaduate, tapos graduate na naman, hehe. Pero ang daming nagbago, mas matangkad na sila sa'kin, hahaha. At dun sila nagyayang uminom, alam ko na ngaun kung pano ung isang shot, hehe. Tanggero na ba ako? Ndi pwede un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos pag uwi ko, may test, birthday daw ni mikh mikh sa 8, punta daw dun, teka lang, cnong mik mikh, ung lalaki o babae? Ngaun ko lang nalaman si Mikhaila pala, hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahijilo talaga ako, hehe. Ansarap ng brandy, baliw na ako hahaha. Maaga pa bukas. Nagdaan na pala ang graduation at gradball. Ang galing ndi ako nagiyak, onti lang, hahaha. Nung gradball, nasabi ko na ang dapat sabihin, pinalo lang nya ako, haha. Pero okey na un, at least nasabi ko, baka kasi last chance na un eh, haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-5318766902072413396?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/5318766902072413396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=5318766902072413396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5318766902072413396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5318766902072413396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/04/gradball.html' title='Gradball'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-9216874097424315705</id><published>2007-03-27T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T23:10:54.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vigil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tonight we are the youngest bright minds, tomorrow, we will be the new leaders that will mold a civilization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In a life of a knight, there is a ritual called a "vigil".&lt;/span&gt; It happens on the night before a squire is annointed as a knight. "My shied shall defend the weak, my sword............" An oath they must take that comes with their authority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, somehow, I see this in all of us. This will be our last night as highschool students. All the learning and fun we had, will finally leave us and a greater responsibility will come. On the vigil, a knight stays in front of the altar to confess everything that he did, to remember everything in his life, and to repent from all his mistakes. On the altar, the knights armor and other stuff are placed in front of the altar too. Come to think of it, this is our vereey own vigil. I'm sure this knight, we will remember our life for the past four years and how we came to loved those strangers that became families to us right now. And tomorrow, we will receive our proof that we are people with the authority and the privilege to lead others into a better cause. We are not just graduating students, we belong to the best of the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking all of this makes us so strong, but still, we have to reflect to not just of the good things and how we will be in the mere future. We also have to see, how the odds brought us down, and how we stood up through all of this. I myself, have to think of all these things. That I almost loss everything from my hands, one thing I realized from all this, you just got to keep on trying. I know we may fall 7 times, but the trick is we need to stand up 8. If you'll say to yourslef you can't do it, go ahead and watch things go the worst way you wanted it to be. But what if you have the strongest heart and persitent attitude, isn't is sweeter to achive something that you know you almsot killed yourslef for just to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, is our happiest night, tomorrow, will be the most ironic hapiness we will experience, a hapiness that comes with tears. A privilege that comes with a price, losing most people you've been ewith for the past four years. Truly, everything coems with a price, but I am sure everything is worth it. We may not be together for almost half of our lives, but the memories we left for each other will always leave a mark within the four walls of our alma matter and in the hearts of everyone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okey ba? Naiiyak na ako eh, hahahaha.... :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-9216874097424315705?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/9216874097424315705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=9216874097424315705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/9216874097424315705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/9216874097424315705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/03/vigil.html' title='The Vigil'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-5046797352332425996</id><published>2007-03-24T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T03:49:26.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomniac</title><content type='html'>Anong oras na ba, 3:33 ng umaga, kaninang ala una pa ako nagising, kaya lang nanood pa ako ng longest yard. Abnormal talaga oh, nakatulog ako ng 5 pagkagaling sa PLM, tapos magigising ako ng ala una ng madaling araw.  Insomniac na ata ako, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana ndi na lang ako nagising, ang ganda na nung panaginip ko eh, hahaha. At alam kong dun lang mangyayari un. One week na lang, tapos na ang buhay masci, tapos nun, hiwa - hiwalay na.&lt;br /&gt;Mukhang ndi magiging madali to', ganun naman lahat eh, mahirap iwanan ung mga taong gusto mo pa makasama. Obvious ba? gusto mo ngang makasama eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina sa masci, nabadtrip na naman ako, kung anu anong nangyayari sa'kin, haha. Gusto kong umiyak, gusto kong matulog, ang bigat ng pakiramdam ko. Buti na lang birthday ni Larra, siya na lang ung pinaiyak ng ptolemy. Natuwa talaga sya dun sa surprise party namin, kahit walang handa, hehe. Nakita na din pala namin ung page ng newton sa yearbook at eto ung description sa'kin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knight in shining armor, a funny and happy guy&lt;br /&gt;Who loves sending e-mail to mr. taylor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta, ganun ganun. WTF?!?!? Knight in shining armor, kung spartan pa un, magugustuhan ko pa, hahaha. Pero seryoso, ndi ako ganun. Mukha ba akong shaider at tinawag nyo akong ganyan? hehe. At isa pa, ayon sa mga tao, babaero daw ako, hehe. Ewan ko lang, cguro ganun ung dating sa kanila kasi masyado akong nakikipag usap sa mga babae. Eh kasi naman po, mas madaling magsabi ng mga bagay bagay sa kanila. Pag mga lalaki kasi kasama mo, ang mga common topic eh, ragnarok, dota, gitara, at kung anu ano pa. Gusto ko din naman ung mga bagay na un, pero  may mga bagay din akong iniintindi sa buhay ko, maraming problema, tsaka kung anu ano pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waw, ganito pala pag madaling araw kang nagpopost, kung anu ano nasasabi mo, hehe. Gusto ko na ulit matulog, kaya lang ndi na ako inaantok, magkano ba pera sa wallet ko? Uhhmm.... around 1,300 cguro, pero ndi akin lahat un, mamaya bibili ako ng tle sa raon, sa monday may babayaran kami sa tle at ako ung nangolekta. Cguro ang pera ko lang dun eh 700+. Haha, adik na ako sa pera, minsan naiisip ko mahalaga na sila sa'kin, hehe, pero ndi ako greedy, naisip ko lang un kasi, hanggang mamatay ako ang iisipin ko ay puro pera. Un eh kung matatapos ko ang economics sa college. Sa totoo lang accounting ung una kong gusto eh, kaya lang nagbago bigla, mahabang istorya..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alis na nga ako, laro na lang ako ng Lord of the Rings, may 5 hours pa ako bago umalis ng bahay, hehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-5046797352332425996?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/5046797352332425996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=5046797352332425996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5046797352332425996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5046797352332425996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/03/insomniac.html' title='Insomniac'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-4432973261055018473</id><published>2007-03-18T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:56:27.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>300</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;300.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, ngaun ko lang napansin, andam ng nagpopost tungkol sa 300. Eh napanood ko din naman un, bkit kaya ndi ako magpost tungkol dun, hahaha. Pero ndi na ako magkukwento masyado, alam nyo na naman kung anu ano ung nangyari eh. I'll just give some of the famous lines, of the characters, buti na lang naaalala ko pa, hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come and take them" - Leonidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"An army of a thousand nations will descend upon you" - Persian Emissary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This will not be over quickly, you will not like it for I am not your queen" -Queen Gorgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" The world will know that free men fought for freedom, that few stood against many, and that a god-king could bleed" -Leonidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Remember this day men, for it will be yours for all time" -Leonidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eat your breakfast a lot and hearty, for tonight we dine in hell!!!" -Leonidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Brave men do their parts in the war as well"- Filios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Heart?? I filled mine with hatred" -Spartan Captain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They came... with beasts they came from the darkness" - Greek child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We are doomed they are the hunters of souls, the immortals" -Archaedian Leader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Immortals, will put their name to the test" - Leonidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This day no Spartan dies" -Leonidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No room for softness" - Leonidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No no no, your women, they will be slaves. Your children and elders, they will be slaves, but not you. By noon you will be deadmen" -Persian Emissary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Spartan women give birth to real men" -Queen Gorgo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You, Ephialtes, will you live forever?" -Leonidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stranger, go tell the Spartans, that we lie here obedient to their laws" -Epitaph found in Thermopylae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan, pero sa totoo lang, ndi na masyadong accurate ung ibang lines, kasi  ndi ko na din maalala, hehe,  cge hanggang dito na lang :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-4432973261055018473?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/4432973261055018473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=4432973261055018473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/4432973261055018473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/4432973261055018473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/03/300.html' title='300'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-7453499680259429437</id><published>2007-03-14T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T21:58:07.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yani...</title><content type='html'>Almost 10 days na lang, bilang na bilang ko na ang mga araw, waaahh, malapit na ako maiyak, ayoko pang grumaduate!!!! Bawat kantang kinakanta namin (except sa awit ng MPPM, awit ng Maynila at ung mga pang formalities sake, at lalong lalo na ung HYMNO NCR) eh nakararamdam na ako ng lungkot, ang bilis pala ng apat na taon sa masci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dahil nga dun napaisip na naman ako ng kung anu ano. Waahhh, eto na naman, mababasa mo ulit to' cgurado, nakakahiya, pero okey lang, blog ko naman to eh, hahahaha. Ayun, kanina sa mcdo, ndi na naman tau nag pansinan, ang hirap talaga pag nagkakailangan, naisip ko lang, pano na lang kung laging may tao sa paligid, e'di wala na talagang chance, kung may chance man, once, twice or thrice a month lang mangyari. Ang hirap, alam mo ba sa'yo pa lang ako nahirapan ng ganito, kasi ngaun pa lang din ako nag effort nang ganito at tingin ko kulang pa un, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya naman naisip ko kanina, patapos na naman ung Masci eh, ano kaya kung igive up ko na lang to'? Sa college ang layo ng papasukan mo, kung dito pa lang sa Masci ganito na kahirap pano pa kaya kung ndi na tau magkaklase o magkaskulmeyt.Naisip ko din, cguro naman mawawala na to' sa college. Uhhmmm.... Pero ang nakakatuwa, para akong nauntog kasi bigla nagbago isip ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung hihinto ako, wala talagang mangyayari, kung wala akong gagawin (asa naman akong may gagawin ka, hehe, joke lang, wag kang magagalit ah).  Ayoko nga, hehe, naisip ko lang, cguro iba ka, kaya kahit maghirap ako cge lang, kesa naman kung anu ano pinaggagagawa ko, hehe. Ayokong sumuko, cguro kung ayaw mo talga, bastedin mo na lang ako, mas okey pa, pero kung susuko lang ako,manghihinayang lang ako....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corny ba? Hahahaha, senxa, bangag na naman ako eh, tsaka kanina pa ako nahihilo, bwisit na frequency of errors yan. hehe, cge, hanggang dito na lang, cute, ang taba ng pisngi mo, hahaha, beh:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-7453499680259429437?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/7453499680259429437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=7453499680259429437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/7453499680259429437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/7453499680259429437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/03/yani.html' title='Yani...'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-2572602934508862115</id><published>2007-03-12T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T03:03:28.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pursuit of Happyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happiness is not constant, nor it should be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my horoscope for today, and amazingly it was true for me. Well, first things first, the horoscope told me, that I am having very bad day (almost a week that is) but I should get mad about it. For every sadness that I suffer, the end of it will be happiness just as how I felt sad. So I hold on a little tight and waited for whatevedre will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Cean.. sorry.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised, honestly, I never thought she'd ssay that, I don;t even know she already knows about, for a moment I paused and think, maybe its not her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Angkico, kaw ba yan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she told me it was really her, and I already believed it, then we talked.. a lot, and the rest is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I didn't know how to react, first of all, who was I to get angry with her in the firsr place, I even thought she wouldn't care about it if she finds out, well I was wrong, I really din't know her yet. And second, I 'm ashamed of myself, for the second time I made somebody sad becaus of my madness, I should really control these raging hormones and pull myself together. I still remember the first time this case happened. I got mad and said all the words I should have never told her that night. After that she left and I had to follow her nad say I'm sorry, I was the one who should get angry, but its not important anymore. I've hurt her so much, she wanted to be away from me. I feel that she already had a fearon me because of that. I was so stupid, I hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, past is past, those mistakes will always be there forever, I jsut have to change myself so it won't happen again, that's why I 'm telling you earlier I ashamed of what I've done, I don't want you to be like herand have a fear on me, I don't want to get to the point that I'll hurt you that much , believe me, its gonna hurt me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I just want to call it a day. Lesson learned, I just have to keep it in my head, so it won't happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No room for softness"&lt;br /&gt;                      -Leonidas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-2572602934508862115?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/2572602934508862115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=2572602934508862115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/2572602934508862115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/2572602934508862115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/03/pursuit-of-happyness.html' title='Pursuit of Happyness'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-3999347755654721287</id><published>2007-03-08T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T23:52:37.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bwaaahhhh</title><content type='html'>This has been the gorriest week of my life. For the past days, I had two choices every night: To sleep a little or don't sleep at all. Well I chose not to sleep and it's really taking a lot out of me, then a lot of problems came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero eto ung pinakamalala, pano kung may isang tao kang sinabihan ng problema mo tapos ang reaksyon lang nya e ung tumawa. Tapos ang masaklap pa, sa dinami dami ng taong gaganun sa'yo,  ung pinaka UNEXPECTED pa ung naging ganun. At dahil dun wala ka ngaung magawa, gigil na gigil ka na (medyo exaggerated ata) pero ndi mo masabi kasi  nga ganun un, hehe, ang hirap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ako, dito ko na lang ilalabas ung sama ng loob ko, at kung sakaling mabasa mo man ito, pasenxa na, cguro ndi mo magugustuhan   to', pero sabi nga ni loribelle, "Hindi kasalanang magalit". Whooo!!!! Kung alam mo  lang, seryosong seryoso na ako nung mga panahong un, at kaya ikaw ung nilapitan ko kasi alam ko friend mo din un, kaya naisip ko  matutulungan mo ako. Tapos nagulat talaga ako dun sa reply mo,  ndi ko talaga expected un, parang wala lang. Balak ko pa naman sa personal ko sasabihin un para makausap ka, buti na lang din pala sa ym na lang nangyari un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ndi ka naman ganun sa ibang tao eh, nagtataka lang ako bakit sa'kin ganun ka, sana nga iniisip ko lang un. Haaayyyy, buhay, patapos na nga lang  ang 4th year, kung anu ano pa nangyaari. Ang bad ko talaga, alam ko din un, kasi kung anu ano iniisip ko kahit ndi ako cgurado tapos ayoko talagang magalit sau pero ndi ko mapigilan, haha, masama ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan, medyo nabawasan na ung sama na loob ko, ayoko ng ituloy ung mga cnabi ko or iexplain further, wala pa akong tulog ngaun, kaya ndi din ako cgurado sa mga nasasabi ko, cge dito na lang po....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-3999347755654721287?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/3999347755654721287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=3999347755654721287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/3999347755654721287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/3999347755654721287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/03/bwaaahhhh.html' title='Bwaaahhhh'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-6721968369730974342</id><published>2007-03-03T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T21:06:34.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The sooner they talk the sooner they talk back, I hope you never say a word"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From all the stupidness and brutality of one man, this is one GOOD thing I heard from Homer Simpson. This famous line he told his daughter Maggie shows a very wonderful father who doesn't want to see his daughter living a life he didn't want her to be. I really like this line for I myself loves children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those cute little creatures so helpless and innocent are very adorable for me. Just who the hell in the world hates seeing children?? I really want to take care of a baby and I hope she never grow up, well just like Homer, I know that when they grow up, they'll be a lot different, they will have their own life and in time will be away from. How could I say that, well I was a baby before, all of us were. Oh, I really miss that child, if only things have gone well, She probably have seen how beautiful this world is, I'd take her anywhere, sights she wanna see, palces where she wants to be. Oh well, she's very far away now, I just hope she's alright. Why am I saying this? Well one month from now, will be one year after I first knew her. Don't worry kid, I haven't forgotten you yet, and I never will....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-6721968369730974342?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/6721968369730974342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=6721968369730974342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/6721968369730974342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/6721968369730974342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/03/homer.html' title='Homer'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-3000241120107036268</id><published>2007-03-02T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T21:31:57.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monologue</title><content type='html'>Don't worry about this post, it's just what I feel to write today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Birthday Donne", I'm glad somebody is still happy on this day, not like me. Well,the moment I woke up, I fell really tired, I was sleepy until I reached school. The test have gone well, the reviewer gave us most of the answers, but thats not what I 'm bothered of. Something that just came to me also during this stupid day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I met you, and so glad to have the chance to know you, but just how long am I going to see you. I know I got borrowed time, a month to be exact, will it be worth something? Days are so busy and time passes very fast, but still nothing is happening, like we don't know each other at all. Its really hard when things like this are one-sided just like what Leahli told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, I already made a plan, I'll continue what I started until the end of school. I'll do my best to make things right and you to be happy, afterall, that's all that I want to see. But after that, everythings gonna change. If right now that you are just a couple of seats away but I can't do a thing, what else would happen if we are from two different schools away?If right now I'm already losing hope, how much more if things get more complicated. I really don't know how to face this situation, but all I know, is to make everybody happy, whatever it takes, making you smile is the most important thing to me, more beautiful than those sunsets I want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could say I'm "corny", what the heck, its what I want to say, don't worry, this doesn't happen everytime. I just hope things will get better, I really hope that would happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, about Homer's quote, I'll do it next time :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-3000241120107036268?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/3000241120107036268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=3000241120107036268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/3000241120107036268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/3000241120107036268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/03/monologue.html' title='Monologue'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-5401984234182442816</id><published>2007-03-01T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T23:00:08.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah</title><content type='html'>Haayy, naku, ano na naman ba nangyayari sa'kin, tapos na ako dito ah? Kasi naman iniisip ko pa, kung pabayaan ko na lang, e'di tapos. Ang alam  ko masaya na ako, na nakakasama sya kahit minsan minsan. Mukhang matagal pa bago maayos lahat eh, sabi nga nya naiilang pa sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The sooner they talk the sooner they talk back, I hope you never speak at all" - Homer Simpson, basta sundo kong post tungkol dyan, hehe :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-5401984234182442816?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/5401984234182442816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=5401984234182442816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5401984234182442816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/5401984234182442816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/03/blah-blah.html' title='Blah Blah'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-8539493533334960717</id><published>2007-02-17T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T19:48:06.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines!!!!!...???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Valentines!!!...???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Month of february, and the two highlights of this month have just ended, valentines and prom. So, how did it go for me, good... maybe good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb 14, to tell you, I looked like an idiot riding a train holding a very big bouquet. That was the first time I bought flowers and give it to someone, probably, people think I'm stupid because I don't know how to hold a bouquet carefully. I carried it like a baseball bat not thinking that it could be damage or destroyed. But still, I prefer to look stupid like that everyday if giving her flowers will make her smile. I gave her the flowers on our first period class. After that, I didn't have the guts to look at her until our dismissal. After our last class, I made a way to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"May gagawin ka ba?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Kakain kami sa Ice Monster, gusto mo sumama?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah, a little more talking then change of plans. Well, I thank my classmates for helping me through that. In the end only the two of us left and ate and talk for awhile. It more like a dream come true. It's been quite a long time since I went out with someone, I almost forgot how it feels. So I thank her for that, eventhough I later realized it was just a borrowed time. Like what I said, we talked a lot that time, and then she got home and I went to practice. The next day, nothing good happened, honestly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JS Prom, well thought this won't be that good, I was wrong. Knowing that it will be held only at school, we thought the place won't be that great, but seeing how they change the quadrangle was quite surprising, the place is fine. Then food, I didn't ate much, I was not in the mood, maybe because I already think that I'm fat. About the music, I hate it, they turned the prom into a concert rather than a place for dancing. There were very few slow song giving us lesser time to dance. Now about my dance, she was the first dance, but I can't talk much about it because she won't look at me and she doesn't want to talk about some things, well I respect her. And the last dance, before I went there I made a decision, not to dance someone thinking it will just cause trouble. I mean, it almost look like that its alreday them so I'd better shut up and let her go. But that night, Chad called me, I came to him and saw Ellaine. Alright, this could be the last time I'll dance with her, let's just give it a shot.I don't want to talk a lot durinbg those times, but because the song was "Heaven Knows" I decided to talk to change the atmosphere. I still remember the times when we were talking about prom, so much for planning it didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Andami kong nasayaw ngaun, hehe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ako konti lang eh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Bakit?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Basta ayun, parang ung dati"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ahh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still get hurt hearing things about them, but what can I do, will crying bring her back? Definitely no, so I'll just have to let go and forget, one thing I never thought I'll do for a long time, knowing that it's hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, overnight, Me, Tim, Ejai, Roemel, Yani, Kier, Donne and Leahli went to Stephanie's house, of course Stephanie is with us. We watched "Hostel", a very disgusting movie, and I don't wanna talk about it. Then, Tim and I went to sleep even thought its very noisy because of our classmates, but I don't havve a choice, they were talking about me and her, and the things that I've said before. I can't look at her again, she could be mad at me fot those things, I don't know. Then, after some rest, I got up and they watched another movie, "Step Up". Unfortunately, they all slept and Donne and I were the ones left awake to watch. She's very cute, even when she's sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ate may kumot pa po ba kau? Nilalamig po kasi ung isa kong kaklase eh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Donne suot pa ba ung salamin?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Tinanggal nya na ata kanina eh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Suot pa, tanggalin ko na lang"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Ang cute talaga nya matulog, haha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sira ka Cean"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That dawn, around 3-5 am, the only thing I want to do other than watch movie is look at her sleep. Corny ba? haha, mahihiya na naman ako sau nyan, pero ok lang, sana pwede ka sa friday :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-8539493533334960717?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/8539493533334960717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=8539493533334960717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/8539493533334960717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/8539493533334960717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines.html' title='Happy Valentines!!!!!...???'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-4339636171088510107</id><published>2007-02-12T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T20:06:17.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines</title><content type='html'>Muntik na akong ndi makapagpost, pambihirang blogger yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakatapos lang ng MathCamp, at dito ako gagawa ng unang reaction paper. Masaya, malungkot, magulo, makulit, masaya, basta ganun. Compared to last MathCamp, mas maganda ung ngaun, kasi nabitin ako. Ung dati gustong gusto ko na talagang umuwi agad pero masaya din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Actions Speak Louder than Words", so as written words. That night, one phrase was only on my mind, "I'm Sorry..". Well, it's been a long time that I've waited for that. Don't worry, I also said sorry, because the truth is, both of us were wrong. Well so muh for that, Math Camp turned out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines, Prom. I already gave up 500 php for that event but I still don't feel good nor happy. Well, it's just one day of stuff I'm not accounted for anymore. Maybe, I'll just live that day being busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 2 months left. I guess everything is set, an economics course waiting for me, I don't have any grudge to anybody anymore. And I'm tired of looking for "The perfect girl". Not necessarily perfect, but the right person. Well, if I'll just wait, probably I'll meet her after sometime. Somewhere where I don't espect it, on a time I don't expect it. To a person I never expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its all I want to say tonight, Belated B-day to Raphael, Happy B-Day to Sheena Martinez and Advanced B-day to Jose. Hope you'll have a more happy life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-4339636171088510107?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/4339636171088510107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=4339636171088510107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/4339636171088510107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/4339636171088510107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines.html' title='Valentines'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-117041953180487811</id><published>2007-02-02T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T20:49:01.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the sake of updating</title><content type='html'>For The Sake Of Updating....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha, February na, pano ba yan, Valentines &amp; Prom month. Whooo, ayos lang yan, ndi problema un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines:&lt;br /&gt;Budget for the event= 1,000 Php. Things to spend?? None, hahahaha. Mukhang yayaman na naman ako, una nakabili na ako ng mp3 (thank you nga pala James Nacis), ngaun naman magkakapera ulit ako. Pero ndi pa naman final un, haha, nagpapabili kas ng bouquet si karen, sus, kayang kaya un, haha. Pero may isa pa akong plano, ndi ko pa alam kung itutuloy ko ba o hindi, tsk tsk. Ndi ko sya maintindihan eh, pero susubukin (sabi ni mam gozo yan) kong maging mas ayos ung mga bagay bagay bago mga 14. Whooo, sa totoo lang, mahirap to', 2 months na lang eh, may magagawa pa ba ako? Joke :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom:&lt;br /&gt;Last prom, seniors na nga kami, haha. Kaya lang, bulok ata eh (no offense sa 3rd years),  kasi naman, ang laki ng ginastos namin last year. and we expect that this year's prom will be like that. Pero official na, sa Quad A ang prom, whooo. Sa totoo lang, karamihan sa'min wala ng balak pumunta, pero sayang din nama ung pagkakataon di'ba? Last prom pa to'. Babawi na lang kami sa Grad Ball, haha. Promdate?? Wala, ahahaha. Pero sabi nga ni Jaeruth, ayos lang un, ndi nakakamatay pag pumunta ka ng walang promdate. Sana lang may overnyt pa rin ang Newton, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge, hanggang dito na lang, kanina kumuha na kami ng passport ng nanay ko, weeee, excite na ako sumakay ng eroplano, haha, skwating.....:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-117041953180487811?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/117041953180487811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=117041953180487811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/117041953180487811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/117041953180487811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/02/for-sake-of-updating.html' title='For the sake of updating'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116930759858290518</id><published>2007-01-20T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:39:58.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bday Katz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Bday Katz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooo, nakakapagod na naman tong araw na to', ang aga ko gumising kasi ang daming gagawin. Unang una, shooting ng huma, haha, nakakailang take kami, tawanan kasi ng tawanan kahit seryoso ung mga scene. Tapos tle, wala din ako nagawa, kasi nagbasketball kami. Nayong ko lang naisip, ang weak ko, ahahaha. 5-10 minutes pa lang sa half court hingal na agad ako,pano pa kaya sa intrams? Tapos dahil nga sobrang pagod ako, kumain muna kami ni angkico sa kfc. Habang kumakain, nagsimula na naman akong mangbully. "Ba't nyo ba sila inaaway? Ba't ayaw mong magdasal? Cgurado ka bang totoo kau?". Ngaun ko lang naisip ang sama ko, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the preliminaries and on to the main event, haha, wala lang, gusto ko lang sabihin. Kasi ang palno ko ngaung araw na to eh ung sa bday ni katz, haha. Nakita ko pa si coley, kaya lang ndi daw sya sasama kasi wala syang pera. Nagtext na sya kay katz tsaka ko lang naisipang ilibre sya ng pamasahe, haha. Sympre naman, magastos na ako ngaun, ganyan talaga pag walang gf, masaya, ahaha. Dumating kami dun si leah at loraine pa lang ang bisita nya. Tapos kain kain, dumating na sila jude at karen. Buti naman bati na sila, haha, nung isang araw kasi pinaiyak ni jude si karen. Tapos isa isa ng dumating ang mga tao, si ralph, si jenine, si yani, si nikko, si iric, tsaka si daryll. Ang daming pagkain dun, nabusog ako, hahaha, taba na naman. Ayos lang yan, la namang promdate eh, walang magpapaalala sau na wag kumain masyado, kaya okei na din, ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buong araw nag-videoke lang kami (un ba ung tawag dun?=D ). Hehe, si leah ata o si yani ung highest score, 94. Samantalang sila coley below 50 madalas ung score, madaya, haha. Ayos na din tong araw na to', reunion ng tcb, kahit na kulang kulang kami. A t least mas masaya sya kaysa kahapon. Uminom ulit kami, haha, tuwing may bertday ata may ganun. Pero ako, nag Cali na lang, no alcohol, kaya lang walang lasa. Ndi ko din naubos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haayy, balik na naman ung pagka abnormal ko. Pag marami akong nakakain sumasakit ung ulo ko. Kaya ayun, halos wala din ako sa sarili kanina, ang sakit talaga ng ulo ko, gusto kong matulog. Nagpicture picture kami, haha, ngaun ko lang napansin ang taba ng muka ko, parang lumobo, hehe. Ang saya talaga kanina, kahit na ndi ako masyadong nakakilos ng maayos, alam na, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umuwi kami mga 9 na, tsaka ko lang cnabi sa nanay ko na nasa bertdeyan ako, haha. At least cnabi ko, whooo, maaga pa bukas, magdadrums pa ako. Pero ndi pa ako inaantok, kaya nga nagpopost ako eh, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belated nga pala ulit katz, hehe, next year ulit ah, sana may magbertday pa ulit sa february para masaya, haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116930759858290518?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116930759858290518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116930759858290518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116930759858290518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116930759858290518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-bday-katz_20.html' title='Happy Bday Katz'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116904724179265287</id><published>2007-01-17T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:20:41.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeee....</title><content type='html'>Yan, tapos na ang NCAE, nagshooting kami ng huma pagkatapos, nakit ako sila chad, ivan, jude, coley, leo, arvin, ryle. Pero bago un, kasama ko muna sila Sally as mcdo din. Conclusion: Nakakapagod tong' araw na ito!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, ewan ko ba, parang anglungkot din. Dahil ba hindi pa kita natatanong, haha, ewan ko ba, parang ang hirap eh. Alam mo ba kanina, kung anu ano na nadrwaing ko, tapos tsaka ko lang naalala hindi ko pa alam ung middle initial mo. Di'bale malalaman ko din un, haha, online ako ngaun, hindi ka naman online, tapos ang daming pang mainit ang ulo. Hehe, ayos lang yan, may 3 weeks pa ako, sana naman makausap kita ng matino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooo, may mga summative test pa pala bukas, cge, mag aaral na ako, para bukas panay free time ako, alam na, weeee :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116904724179265287?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116904724179265287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116904724179265287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116904724179265287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116904724179265287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/01/weeee.html' title='Weeee....'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116861877839236178</id><published>2007-01-12T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T00:19:38.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jude Wit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy B-day Jude &amp; Wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan, masaya ngaun ang araw na ito, sympre naman birthday party nila Jude at Wit. Kaya after classes pumunta na kami sa bahay nila Jude, (ako, tam, neil, leo, et, edu, ivan, ac, aika, robi, jan, nick paul, mel, mikh(M)). Pagdating naman namin dun, andun na sila  chad, coley, edmarc, patrick, mikh(F), arvin, tsaka si dep. Cnundo kami sa masci nila Jude at Kath. Syempre, masarap ung handa, enjoy nga eh, ang dami naming nakain, nagtimpla pa si kath ng orange juice na uhhmm...... masarap din naman, ahaha, joke lang ah, pero pwede na at least :D.  Nagpromise ako kay Jude ng cake, kaya kailangan kong magdala kahit na wala akong pera. Buti na lang naalala ko ung sabi ni kath, cupcake daw na may kandila, cute daw un. Wala namang mawawala pag cnubukan ko, kaya bumili kami ni et ng 10 cupcake (php 50) tsaka isang sperma, ahahaha. Pero at least nagustuhan nila Jude at Wit un, nakakatuwa talaga, hehe. Dumating din si Loraine, buti naman ayos na sya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag inuman din kami dun, haha, go Franklin, whoooo, pag inom ko tinignan ko ung alcohol conten, 23.5%, GOD!!!! buti na lang isang beses lang ako uminom, lalaki talaga tyan ko dun. Nahilo hilo na si nick paul dun, tapos dumating na sila lousanne, lagot na, ahahaha. Pagkagaling kila Jude, punta kami sa Moa. Whooo, ang ganda ng pyroolympics, kahit na ang tagal naming nag antayy, enjoy pa rin talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, pero naiisip ko din nun, cguro mas masaya kung may kasama kang special someone habang nanonood nun. Haayyy, ang sama ko talaga, balik na naman ako sa dati. Pwede bang hindi na ako magkapropblema sa ganito?? Pano ko ba malalaman kung ikaw na talaga, parang ang hirap kasi isipin eh, whooo. May mga panahon na naiisip ko ayos na, kaya ko to, tapos bigla na lang akong mawawalan ng lakas ng loob. Whoo, kelan kaya matatapos to', ilang buwan na lang matatapos na ang 4th year, makikita pa ba kita, may connectino pa kaya tayo? Haha, ang dami kong tanong, ndi ko masagot, bahala na cguro....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ndi ko masasabing masaya ako sa kung anong sitwasyon ko ngaun, syempre gusto kong mas mapalapit sa'yo. Tsaka ngayon, gulong gulo talaga ako, sana lang may time pa pag alam ko na talaga ung gagawin ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakauwi ako ng mga 10 o'clock na cguro, enjoy talaga ako ngayong araw na to', may test pa ako sa MAPUA bukas, gudluck na lang sa'kin. Tapos may shooting pa ng huma tsaka sa sunday orientation sa UST, weeee, a very busy weekend. Gagawa pa ako ngg prtofilio tsaka kokopyahin ung notebook ni Yani, waaahhhh, ung DaVinci Code ah, hehe. Next week, si katz nman ang may birthday, hahaha. Dapat masaya din dun, cge, antok na me, bb :-h&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116861877839236178?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116861877839236178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116861877839236178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116861877839236178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116861877839236178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-jude-wit.html' title='Happy Birthday Jude Wit'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116748500832357128</id><published>2006-12-30T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T21:26:35.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tommorrow is the last day of the year, and probably, this is my last post for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see, how did this year go. Good, I guess so. You see, every year the some thing happens, you laugh, you cry, you have fun, you meet new people, you forget people, and next year, all of it happnes again. So, I would say this year isn't that different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, there's alway's a room for first times. I mean, this year, I had my first prom with a promdate, and probabply next time, another prom though I 'm not quite sure about the promdate thing. Girl stuff, you know them. Then of course my first break up, which I'm still trying to get over with, and hopefully, forgetting about it by next year. C'mon, there are lots of people I am going to meet, better and more thoughtful people out there. Another first time is when I had dengue, and with that package is also the first time I was confined in a hospital and a bonus prize of a dextrose, oh yeah, the hallow needle being inserted in my veins and then liquids passes through it, I just love the feeling of that. And also, this is the year that I started this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if there lots of "first time" things I got, there are also the "last times". Let's say the Christmas Party, that's the last for my school days, because in college, there won't be any such thing as that. Glad I had to Christmas Parties this year, and I owe it to our electronics teacher, Mr. Bangayan, one of those "Cool" teachers I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what else do I have to say here, let's see. Uhhmmm.... oh yes, my plans for next year. Don't worry you don't need to read this part of my post. Because this are my plans, and you ca't do anything about it, so just shut up and read. Let's see, I'll need php 1,200 for a memory card of my ps2, by the way this also the first time I had a ps2. And another php 2000+ to convert my ps2 (If I will not do that, every game that I will buy will cost around 3,200, so let's just be practical). All that money would sum up to a total of 4,000, so I don't have time for other things right now, and I do hope I'll have all that money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's a new year, I guess there should also be a new me. For the people who know me a lot, you probably know what I'm talking about. Maybe you guys are right, I should get over it (which I said earlier) and get on with my life. I realized that, and also that the problem I've been carrying for the last 5 months is already forgotten by a lot of people. She's happy right now, and so should I, it's just a win-win situation. Everybody's gonna go home happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to tell you the truth that's all I have planned for now. You see, it's more exciting when you live in an anything goes situation everyday, and I'm very used to that. Also, it's the start of college next march and things will get more serious, so I say this will be a better and happier year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to all, just don't lose any fingers okay? =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116748500832357128?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116748500832357128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116748500832357128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116748500832357128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116748500832357128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116670633926007315</id><published>2006-12-21T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:05:39.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash and Burn</title><content type='html'>"Crash And Burn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December ngaun, haaayy, tagal kong ndi nagpopost. Wala naman kasing masayang nangyayari eh. Birthday ko last week, pumunta dito si Ivan, Chad, Coley, Mikh, AC, Mel, Jeff, Edu, Erick, Papa Raph, Joko, Leo, Arvin, Jude, Samantha, Neil, Mark, Tam, Jan, Louie. Masaya naman kami, kain kain, masarap handa, luto ni Inay eh, ahahaha. Tapos nood kami ng School of Rock. Ang bangis nung lead guitar tsaka drummer, ang galing talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nag overnyt kami kila Tim, whoooo, nakakapagod, shooting ng humanities, ndi naman natapos. Buong araw ako nag antay, walang test, nakalimutan na cguro. Kinabukasan diretso ako church, drums ulit, natapos naman ng maayos. Tsaka nagvibratecp ko, "belated happy birthday, senxa na ndi ako nakabati kahapon". Tapos Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, bili ng regalo para sa Allstar peeps at kung cnu cno pa. Nakarataing ako ng Rob, Sm, Walltermart,  adventure na naman. Sa Blue Magic, may cute na stuff toy, "Happy Anniversary to the one I love most"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Inaasar ka nung laruan oh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Wednesday,December 20......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Anniversary nyo dapat ngaun di'ba?"&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;br /&gt;Thursday, Christmas party, masaya naman, kahit na pagod na pagod ako, nabigyan ko naman sila Chad ng regalo, at nakatanggap ddin ako ng first pet ko, Poporing, weeee ^-^. I gave her a dog, hoping things will get better. I didn't saw a smile that time although she said thank you, maybe she's just busy. What was she thnking right now, probably not that gift, but her gift to somebody else. Something she has prepared a long time ago. So let's just check her blog, ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, stupid me, if there's one thing I can't learn in this world, its to forget. But right now, I wish I didn't know her, I wish she's just a memory locked up in the deepest part of my heart. I thought everything will still be alright, I was wrong. "Bracelet", somthing that looks like a key and shapes like a heart, whatever. "Ambigram", even if you turn it upside down or downside up, you'll seethe same thing, their names... Everything I'm saying here is stupid, but I mean all of it. Say whatever you want, I know you'll hate me for this, but that's the first reason all of this happened right? You can't take me for who I am, you got mad, then its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, all I want is one thing, another life. I want to start all over again, and possibly be someone else. At least I still have friends, and I'm so happy they're always there for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116670633926007315?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116670633926007315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116670633926007315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116670633926007315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116670633926007315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/12/crash-and-burn.html' title='Crash and Burn'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116411684998843355</id><published>2006-11-21T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:47:30.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The misadventures of me &amp; myself</title><content type='html'>Walang pasok, ahahaha, pero kailangan ko ng baon, kaya umalis ako ngaung araw na to', :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una, nakipagkulitan pa ako kila katz at karen para lang pumayag siya na manood ako ng palarong maynila, pandistract daw kasi ako, haha. Pero ayun, sabi ko pupunta ako sa kanila, pero sa SM molino muna. Pagdating ko sa SouthMall, dumating na din si Kath (Baron), weee, bibili na agad ako ng gamit sa portfolio, ansaya. Punta kami kila Mikh( first time ko pumunta dun), at doon ko nalarong for the first time ung cake mania, ahaha, ang ganda, nakakaadik. Taos punta na kami sa SM Molino, at doon ko naman nakita ang pinakamaliit na Sm, haha, ang liit talaga nya, pero may hypermarket sya. Bumili kami sa National Bookstore, haha, nakagastos ako ng 145 pesos, dati 80 lang. Pero ayos lang un, kasi ngaun lang ako bumili ng pangregalo sa nanay ko, haha. Tapos sinamahan namin si Kath bumili sa hypermarket ng pangregalo sa tatay nya tsaka bagong sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkatapos sa Sm, punta naman ako kila Arvi (pangalawang bahay na napuntahan ko) haha, akala ko maliligaw ako, kasi ndi ko talaga alam kung san un, nagtanong kami sa tricycle kung magkano papunta dun galnig sm, 100 daw!!!! ahaha, LOL, e'di nagdyip na lang ako. Tapos ayun nga, nakarating na ako dun. Pagpasok na pagpasok ko, pinakain agad nila ako ng ensaymada, haha, masarap naman, mas gusto ko kesa dun sa chinese fighting muffins nila, joke :D. Tapos ayun, kain lang kami ng kain dun, bertday ko daw kasi, ahaha, tapos kungm anu ano pinag uusapan nila, ndi naman ako makarelate aksi nga ako lang ang lalaki dun, haha. Kasabay ko sila Sheena tsaka Karen pauwi, nagfx na kami, si Sheena naman , ang lalim ng iniisip, ahaha, higit 3 hours na kasi syang inaantay ni Aj sa kfc, nag away ata sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumaba kami sa Baclaran at may natuklasan ako dun, ahaha. Mahilig pala dun mamili si Karen, ayun, bago kami makaalis ng Baclaran, nakabili na sya ng bagong housing, hehe. Habang naglalakad pa akmi, hinihila nya kaming dalawa ni Sheena, muka tuloy namin syang nanay, ahahaha, bagay naman eh. Tapos ayun, bumaba na ako at umuwi sa'min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakapagod tong araw na to', sabi ko pa naman tatapusin ko lahat ng homework ko ngaun, haha, pwede pa yan maamya, cge, :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Deep friendship usually ends to Love, but Love to Friendship- NEVER",&lt;/em&gt; mahirap harapin ang isang taong mahal na mahal mo habang iniisip nya na parte ka na lang ng buhay nya, basta, unfair un...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116411684998843355?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116411684998843355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116411684998843355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116411684998843355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116411684998843355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/11/misadventures-of-me-myself.html' title='The misadventures of me &amp; myself'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116316976500460717</id><published>2006-11-10T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T22:46:47.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Television....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahahaha, ang galing ng newton, mga instant celebrity, weeeeee.......... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nagtaping ang Y-speak sa masci kaya naman maraming staff ng ABS-CBN dun. Hehe, kaya lang karamihan      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sa 'min Kapuso, sori na lang, haha. Pero nung MAPEH time, nagsimula na ang aming series of unfortunate events. Ndi kami nagreport dahil 3 lang kaming natira dun sa grupo, at halos lahat ng kaklase namin wala, kaya nga wala ng pinagawa sa'min si mam san jose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tapos biglang may kumausap kay mam. Ahaha, hihiramin daw kami para sa isang activity. Pare pareho ang reaksyon namin nila roemel, yuck, ahahahaha, ndi talaga namin expected un. Kaya ayun, may game silang pinalaro sa'min, parang game knb pero boys vs. girls (talo lang kami, haha). Ganun pala kahirap magshooy, naka ilang takes tapos ndi p a nila alam kung pano nila kukunan ng camera. Ung game n aun na wala pa atang 5 minutes, inabot ng isang oras ang taping, haha. Pero ngaun ko lang nalaman, karamihan pala ng ganun scripted. Talagang cnabi na sa amin kung ano ung mangyayari. Dun nga sa game, nakilala sila abby, jt, tsaka kalen(waw naman, sikat na kayo, ahahahaha). Talagang ilang beses inulit ung pagkuha sa kanila eh sasagot lang naman sila. Tapos ayun, habang ginagawa namin un, nakatingin laht ng tao sa quad, ahaha, ndi ko alma gagawin ko kaya ndi ko na lang pinapansin, pero hinyang hiya talaga ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After nung scene na un, kami nama nila chrissy tsaka ate anna ang tinwag. May parang interview na ginaw sa'min, pero ganun pa rin, scripted. Nahiya talaga kami sa mga pinaggagawa namin, si chrissy kumanta, tapos si ate anna kung anu ano ung cnabi, at ako.... Ayoko ngang sabihin, ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wala na kaming klase after nun, maliban sa physics. Tsaka adchem, pero most of the time naglalakd lakad lang kami. Buti na lang medyo ndi na galit si mam francisco, may pinagawa na sya sa'min, hindi katulad kahapon, halos isan goras kaming magkasama sa rum na walang ginagawa. Habang nagsasagot kami ng test, may dumapo sa kamay ko, tapos tinanong ako nila loribelle kung ano daw yun. "Lamok na naman", bigla silang nagtawanan, ang cute daw nung pagkakasabi ko, para akong inagawan ng lobo, ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After adchem, dapat uuwi na ako, pero depressed pa rin, tunaw na ung chocolate, haaayyy. Sabi ni chrissy sumama daw ako sa kanila, para daw mabigay ko pa just in case. Punta naman kami sa rob, pagpasok namin sa entrance, cnabihan sila nung guard, dun daw sa kabilang gate sila pumasok, tsk tsk. Kaya labas ulit kami tapos punta dun sa kabila. Dun naman, kami lan gni chrissy ang nakapasok, habang sila stephanie, nakarating dun sa pedro gil kakaikot, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tapos sinamahan namin si julie maghanap ng libro, sa national tsaka powerbooks, ang saya sa national, may pang design na agad ako sa portfoio, ung mga dolphin :D. Sa powebooks naman, may nakita akong maganda libro, "What things your birthday reveals about you", basta parang ganun ung title nya. Syempre binasa ko ung sa'kin, december 16, hindi ko na inintindi masyado ung sa'kin, pero ung last part nun parang ganito: though nobody will own you, soemone who understands you will be a great partner. Tapos March 5 naman, at ung last part about a person who understands you din ung nakasulat. Hmm.... Cguro nga, hindi pwedeng isa lnag sa inyo ang umiintindi sa lahat, kasai nakalagay dun sa pareho, a person who understands you..., ibig sabihin dapat talaga nagkakaintindihan kayo, at kung isa sa inyo ang hindi, hindi talaga magwowork out ung relationship.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tapos, gbox na, weeeee :D. NagPhoto Hunt kami, ang hirap, haha. Pero masaya sya laruin, kahi tna ngaun lang namin nalaro ni chrissy un. Tapos laro naman kami ni chrissy ng basketball, wahahaha, nakakahiya ako, 37 points lang ako habang si chrissy 84, ang weak ko talaga, haha. Tapos inaantay pa rin namin si yani, wala pa rin sya. Kaya pumunta na lang kami ulit sa masci, nandun pa sila AC, Mkihail, Karen, Iric, Katz at Nikko, hehe, Miranda brothers, tsaka si bea. Tapos dumating pa sila klasmeyt Ruffy, Arvi tsaka Sally. Ayun, dun ko lang nalaman ng badillo si chrissy, ahaha, ang weird talaga nung section na un, ndi ko expected na dun sila galing. Kwentuhan kami dun tapos kami nila AC may pinanood (samin na lang un, haha). Tapos uwian na ulit, hehe. Sinamahan muna nami si bea dun sa locker. Tapos dumating si yani tsaka grande, weee, sa rob din pala sila galing, ndi namin nakita. Tapos ayun, usap usap sila ni chrissy pero umalis din sila agad. Kasaby ko pauwi si chrissy tsaka Bea. Habang pauwi kami, tanung ng tanong si chrissy, pano daw mangbasted, ahaha. Ayaw daw kasi nyang sabihin na friends lang talaga sila kasi baka daw masaktan ung guy. Naisip ko lang, mas mabuti ng maskanta ung guy kesa umasa pa sya, kasi kung aasa pa sya tapos ganun din ung mangyayari pag nagtagal, mas masakit un, ahaha, syempre alam ko yan, based on experienced. Tapos ayun, kuya na ulit ako, ahaha. Tianaong ako ni chrissy kung pwede daw nya akong tawaging kuya Cean, ahaha, syempre pumayag naman ako, nag layo kasi ng age ko dun sa kapatid kong babae eh, haha. Dun sa lrt, binigay ko ung last two dun sa 3 pieces na natira sa kanilang dalawa. hehe, ung isa, just in case lan gna dumating pa sya, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pero ayun, nakauwi ako ng nasa'kin pa rin ung isa, haha, natunaw na, ang weak ko kasi eh, ndi ko man lang sya makausap, pano ko pa kaya mabibigay un. Haayyy... sa totoo lang kakagising ko lang, pero nag internet pa rin ako para lang dito, ahaha, ang saya kasi nitong araw na to' eh, weeeee :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116316976500460717?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116316976500460717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116316976500460717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116316976500460717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116316976500460717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/11/national-television.html' title='National Television....'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116281997526451745</id><published>2006-11-06T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T20:31:55.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haayy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Haaayyy..." Ang nakakatuwang line ni loribelle, ahaha, pero ndi pala masaya ang isang tao pag cnasabi un, hehe. Obvious ba??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nakakainis, ang bobo ko talaga, kelan ko ba matututunan kung pano lumagay sa pwesto?? Waahhh, bwisit, tuwing gusto kong mapalayo, may pumupigil sa'kin, ngaun namang gusto kong mapalapit, may naglalayo sa'kin. Ahahaha, reverse psychology, nakakainis...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahaha, ang corny, akala ko ndi na ako magpopost ng ganito, ewan. Sana balik na lang sa dati ang lahat. Wrestling, banda, dota, ps2, pc, barkada, mas masaya pa cguro kung ganun na lang. Walang aasa, walang masasaktan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haayyy.... (ulit), ganun ba talaga, kung kelan tingin mo ayos na ang lahat tsaka mas lalala ang sitwasyon??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hehe, oo na lang, ganun naman lagi eh, ndi nga naman madali ang buhay. At ndi din ganun kasimple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ang tagal ko ding ndi nagpost ah, ahehehe, anu kaya ibig sabihn nun, matagal tagal din akong walang sakit na naramdaman? Weeeee, at least ngaun meron na ulit, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ano pa bang masasabi ko, wala na, hehe, cguro ng andi na ako dapat mag expect. Hindi na to' tulad ng dati na nagsimula sa ym, hanggang maging friends kayo na ewan, nagtuloy tuloy na. Nagkalamat na eh, ndi na matatanggal un, haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Umiiyak, oo umiiyak ako, hehe. Mas mabuti nga un eh, klasi sabi nila ang lalaki daw ndi umiiyak, LOL. Mali kau dun, haha. Hampasin ko kayo ng sinturon sa likod, tignan ko kung ndi kau maiyak, ahaha, ang brutal..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116281997526451745?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116281997526451745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116281997526451745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116281997526451745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116281997526451745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/11/haayy.html' title='Haayy....'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116281864925901306</id><published>2006-11-06T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T21:10:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars of a Failing Heart</title><content type='html'>Scars of a Failing Heart&lt;br /&gt;Typecast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken hopes falling away&lt;br /&gt;Don't you have something to say?&lt;br /&gt;Does it make you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness of words that you've said&lt;br /&gt;Scars in my heart that you left&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm close to dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's failing with thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm down without knowing what's true&lt;br /&gt;With the way you look at someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's saying just try to be strong&lt;br /&gt;How i wish that im just being wrong&lt;br /&gt;Would you try to hear me out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mood of distraction's prevailing tonight&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen what's the best and what's right?&lt;br /&gt;Now you're gone and you're on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ghost of my presence is saying goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And i'll die without making things right&lt;br /&gt;And you're gone and im on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken glass cut me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Wounds are disected so deep&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need this blood to warm my hands&lt;br /&gt;And you don't have to understand&lt;br /&gt;You just got me all wrong..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116281864925901306?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116281864925901306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116281864925901306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116281864925901306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116281864925901306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/11/scars-of-failing-heart.html' title='Scars of a Failing Heart'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116135132685004800</id><published>2006-10-20T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T21:35:27.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 ngaun....  ^___^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wahahaha, sembreak na, weeeeeeeeee..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ayun, bago matapos ang klase, nawawala na ako sa sarili ko, hehe. Hindi p atapos ung sa soxal!!! 76 lang ako sa perio, 86 lang ako sa mid-year!!!! Un pa naman ang kukunin ko sa college, wahahaha, mamabliw na ako. Pagkatapos ng soxal, wala ng adchem, science fair kasi, ahaha, nabulok naman un. Cno ba naman kasi ang gustong manood sa science fair na may entrance na P80. Sabi nga ni Ivan, tinalian lang ung UCB sa paligid, may 80 na singil na agad, hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kaya ayun, sila Jose na ung umasikaso sa soxal, ako naman financier, ahaha. Buti na lang may pera pa ako nun. Ako naman, gumawa ng comsci,  ahaha, sa totoo lang wala akong nagawa, nanood lang ako sa mga kagrupo ko, hehe. Weeee, an g cute talaga nya, basta, un na un, hehe. Then nag uwian na kami, pero nagpaiwan ako kasi kinausap ko sila mel tsaka ivan. Pinarinig din sa'kin ni I van ung isan gkanta sa mp3 nya, hehe, ang cute nung kanta, ang dami kong naaalala.  Mga 4 o'clock pumunta naman kami sa jollibee, ahaha, tuwang tuwa si raphael kanina, nginitian daw sya ni alam na. Hehe, buti na lang masaya sya, ako hindi eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tapos ayun, umuwi na sila I van, kami naman nila Leo punta ng Astral, hehe. First time kong makapunta dun, kaya excited ako, hehe. Punta muna kami dun kay kim, nagpapirma ng permit, ahaha, ang higpit naman dun sa lugar na un. Pagkapirma ng permit, punta na kami sa roof top. Waaahhh, ang ganda dun sa lugar na un kitang kita ko ung community ng masci, hehe. Nnadun din sila Chad tsaka ung ibang roentegen, nagshooshoot sila nung movie nila sa pinoy, ahaha. Ang galing nila chad tsaka Neil, halatang galing sa Thales, ahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pero isang bagay lang ung gustong gusto ko dun, Sunset!!!! Wahaha, sabi ko dati pag nakakita ako ng sunset pwede na ako mamatay. Kaya lang ndi pa rin pwede, hehe. Kasi ang gusto kong sunset ung kita ko talaga ung araw nalumulubog talaga hehe, ang corny ko talaga. Umuwi na kami nun nung mga 6 o'clock na. Kasabay ko si AC, habang naglalakad kami, may nakita kaming mga mascians. Tinanong ko si AC kung gusto nya makipag kilala, tinignan muna ni AC tapos tumawa. Un pala, katext nya ung isa dun, wahaha. Nung pasakay na kami tinawag sya, hehe, iba na talaga ang gwapo no' AC? 3rd year pa ah, tsk tsk :D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dapat sasakay na ako ng LRT nun, kaya lang ang daming tao, kaya sumabay na lang ako kay AC sa bus. Bumaba kami ng Cash &amp;Carry kasi nandun daw ung kuya nya. Nung ako n alang mag isa, kinakabahan ako,hehe. Naalala ko bigla, "Kill All" pala dun sa lugar na un, kaya tinago ko na ung bracelet ko, tapos tahimik na lang. Nakauwi naman ako ng buhay at maayos, hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Onga pala, 20 ngaun, hehe, nung una, nabobother pa ako dahil dun sa date na un. Pero naisip isip ko, masaya na cguro sya ngaun, cguro dapat sumaya na din ako. Maraming tao sa paligid ko, mga kaibigan ko, sila I van, Tim, Mel, Chad, Jose, Angkico, etc... Cguro naman sa dami nila, ndi na ako mag iisa. Basta, cguro dapat ienjoy ko na lang muna ung sitwasyon ko ngaun, lalo na may bago na akong friend, si Ellaine, hehe...&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/24893183-116135132685004800?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116135132685004800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116135132685004800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116135132685004800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116135132685004800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/10/20-ngaun.html' title='20 ngaun....  ^___^'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116107142330960523</id><published>2006-10-17T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T15:50:23.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x__x</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Waw, ilang tao na ba nagsasabi sa'kin nun, ang dami na, ndi pa rin ba ako matatauhan? Haayy, sabi din nila humanap na ako ng iba,hehe, kung   ganun lang un kadali eh.....&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;Kakatapos lang ng 1st day ng mid-year test kanina, inantay ko pa si raphael para lang dun, hehe, pero ayos lang yan. Nasa tamang pag iisip pa ako, ahahaha. Nung uwian na, nagpunta pa ako ng rob, naghanap ng poring ni loribelle, hehe, wala akong makita. Panay Teddy bear tsaka pig. Haayy, rob na naman, brings back a lot of memories, at hindi maganda pa sa'kin un sa mga panahong ito.&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;Ang bilis talaga, ndi ko naisip na mangyayari un, bigla na lang nawala. San kaya napunta un, ndi ko talaga alam eh, cguro lumipat na. San naman kaya?? Malay natin, bumalik sa pinanggalingan nya, bahala na. Basta ang alam ko mahirap maibalik kung ano ung nawala na.&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;October, hehe, last year ang saya ko nung October ah. Nakipag away pa ako kay God. Sa sobrang inis ko, kung anu anong cnabi ko, na lahat na lang ng ginawa niya sa'kin masama. Sirang sira ung araw ko nun. Tapos 3 days after nun, napahiya ako, kasi may ginawa syang mabuti, ndi ko lang pala napapansin. Nanood ako ng Sassy Girl nun, tapos ayun nga.....&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;Haaiii naku,  pano kung tanungin k o kaya ulit sya? Kung bkit lahat na lang  ng binibigay Nya kinukuha Nya din? Tapos ang masakit pa, kung ano ung pinakamahalaga sa'yo, un pa ang unang mawawala... &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;Ndi ko ba kayang ingatan ung binigay Nya kaya nya binawi? O talagang ndi na pwede ung ibinigay Nya sa'kin??&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;Minsan naiisip ko, sana ndi na lang un nangyari, sana ndi na nya pinadala un sa buhay ko. Para hindi ako nagkakaganito. Sana ndi ko na naranasan sumaya.  Sana wala na lang lahat. Kaya lang, ayoko din, kasi kung ndi nangyari un, ndi ako matututo. Kung ndi cguro un dumating, ndi ako sasaya kahit papano, ndi ko rin mababago sarili ko para sa isang tao, hehe, buti na lang dumating sya kahit pano...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116107142330960523?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116107142330960523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116107142330960523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116107142330960523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116107142330960523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/10/xx.html' title='x__x'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116100264350113590</id><published>2006-10-16T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:47:47.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y-Y</title><content type='html'>"Haayy, walang makausap sa ym....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wala ding magawa..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teka, cno na nga ba ako??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May silbi pa ba ako dito?? Ano pang ginagawa ko dito??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ang sarap makinig sa dashboard, parang ung kanta lang ni Ivan, hehe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nananakit na din mga kamay ko, tanga tanga kasi eh, alam namang ndi nasasaktan ang lamesa tsaka pader...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pagod na ako, pagod na pagod na, ndi ko na alam kung san ako pupunta, o kung may pupuntahan pa ba ako, haayyy...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Upo na lang ako, dalawang beses na akong nadadapa eh, antayin ko na lang ung magtatayo sa'kin, wag kang magpapadelay ah, mag aantay na lang ako dito, hehe, iyak iyak muna, kaya dala ka na din ng panyo, haha...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teka ano bang tinatype ko??? Ah ewan, basta, gusto ko lang magkaron ng post."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Masaya ba dapat ako o malungkot?? Bkit nga ba? Anu bang nangyari? Ano naman magagawa ko??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hehe, sana naman may dumating, para naman mapatahan na ako, hehe, isip bata talaga ako......"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bkit gnun?? Ganun lang ba talaga un?? Bigla bigla na lang nawawala?? Ewan...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta ang alam ko:&lt;br /&gt;"Love can neither be created nor destroyed, but it can be transferred...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ang galing talaga ni Ivan, hehe, tama tol, dapat tuloy tuloy lang, bawal huminto, kasi..... basta ndi pwede un, walang taong pwedeng huminto habambuhay, cguro kung sandali lang pwede pa, antayin mo ulit ung susunod na makakasabay mo pag tumuloy ka na ulit, pero malay mo huminto din sya, inaantay ka lang kung kelan kayo tutuloy ulit. Ewan, ahahaha, magulo, ang daming risk, bahala na............."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116100264350113590?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116100264350113590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116100264350113590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116100264350113590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116100264350113590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/10/y-y.html' title='Y-Y'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-116031248048963345</id><published>2006-10-08T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T21:01:20.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened today.....</title><content type='html'>I ran out of ideas and stories, so I'kk just tell you what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Ok, this day started early, why? I didn't sleep until 3 in the morning, hehe. Then I planned to wake up at 6 but instead I woke up at 8, an hour before we go to church. Thankfully, I was the only one left who didn't took a bath yet, so I was not pressured with all the time left. After church, I tried to play the drums. I haven't tried it for almost a month, unfortunately, after 5 mins, I already felt tired, damn that dengue,  I'm still weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We went home to eat, and then I left again to meet somebody. 3 o'clock and she wasn't still there, then she tested me to go to mcdo rob. I also waited there for about an hour, then I remembered, this thing happened before, I hope she's still that girl who arrived late for 2 hours when we were to watch a movie. I kept thnking of that, 2 or 3 months have only passed but I feel like I haven't seen her for years, I kept on thinking if it would be still her that will meet me. After two hours of waiting, she came, alright, it was still her, and I'm glad she's in front of me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Then I went to the CR for a while, honestly it was to think of my thoughts for a while and not to do my stuff in the CR. Well, I kept on telling myself it's over, but I don't understand why on the instance that she came to me, I couldn't help but be glad. Maybe it's not over yet, who am I kidding? I really want to forget everything, much has happened and it has affected me a lot. But everytime I try to forget, she comes to stop me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Maybe it was supposed to go that way, don't force your self to forget, it won't happen. There will just come a time that all those memories will be wash away. I hope that won't come for me.&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I love her, I don't care what she feels or what other people feel. All I know is that I feel something special for her and I'm still going to be there even if she doesn't remeber me or know me anymore. I hope this is just another way of moving on, forgetting every nightmare of your past but not the dream where it came from, I hope I don't lose her completely.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   After I returned we didour portfolios. We draw and colored papers at mcdonalds, just like children. After that, I went home, well, this is a good day for me, I just wish this would never end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-116031248048963345?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/116031248048963345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=116031248048963345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116031248048963345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/116031248048963345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-happened-today.html' title='What happened today.....'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-115720189200114378</id><published>2006-09-02T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T20:58:12.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mata</title><content type='html'>Kumusta na&lt;br /&gt;Nandyan ka pa ba&lt;br /&gt;Wala na yatang ibang magagawa&lt;br /&gt;Kundi tumawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nandyan pa ba&lt;br /&gt;Mga ala-ala&lt;br /&gt;Ang tanging bagay na naiwan&lt;br /&gt;Sa 'ting dalawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag nang paikutin ang isa't isa&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ng bagay ay malinaw na&lt;br /&gt;Di na rin kailangan pagpilitan pa&lt;br /&gt;Di mo na kinakailangan pang magsalita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko ng lahat ito&lt;br /&gt;Pinahihiwatig ng mata mo&lt;br /&gt;Salamat na lamang sayo&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko ng lahat ito&lt;br /&gt;Pinahihiwatig ng mata mo&lt;br /&gt;Salamat na lamang sayo&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumusta na&lt;br /&gt;Nandyan ka pa ba&lt;br /&gt;Wala na yatang ibang magagawa&lt;br /&gt;Kundi tumawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nandyan pa ba&lt;br /&gt;Mga ala-ala&lt;br /&gt;Ang tanging bagay na naiwan&lt;br /&gt;Sa 'ting dalawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag nang paikutin ang isa't isa&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ng bagay ay malinaw na&lt;br /&gt;Di na rin kailangang pagpilitan pa&lt;br /&gt;Di mo na kinakailangan pang magsalita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko ng lahat ito&lt;br /&gt;Pinahihiwatig ng mata mo&lt;br /&gt;Salamat na lamang sayo&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko ng lahat ito&lt;br /&gt;Pinahihiwatig ng mata mo&lt;br /&gt;Salamat na lamang sa'yo&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mata mo,&lt;br /&gt;mata mo,&lt;br /&gt;mata mo,&lt;br /&gt;mata mo...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-115720189200114378?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/115720189200114378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=115720189200114378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/115720189200114378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/115720189200114378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/09/mata.html' title='Mata'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-115704008505739526</id><published>2006-08-31T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:01:25.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Over</title><content type='html'>Don't worry, this will be my last post about you and everything that I knew about us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn!!!  Now everything is clear, yani was right, she must be the one to tell me everything.  Last night I asked her one thing that changed my life, "May pag asa pa bang maging tulad tayo ng dati?",&lt;br /&gt; "Panong dati?",&lt;br /&gt;"Ung tayo..",&lt;br /&gt;"Ewan ko",&lt;br /&gt;"Oo o hindi",&lt;br /&gt;"ndi ko alam",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From those answers, I knew what she meant, "May gusto k a bang sabihin sa'kin?"&lt;br /&gt;"Uu",&lt;br /&gt;"Ano un?",&lt;br /&gt;"Pwede bang maging magkaibigan na lang tayo?",&lt;br /&gt;"Cge po, wala na din naman akong magagawa eh....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't kow how to react from that conversation and I was about to cry in a computer shop that time. I just don't know waht to say or waht to do, for 7 months I was happy thinking there is a person who loves me and cares for me. But now, she cleared everything to me, it's all over....&lt;br /&gt;"Gusto ko pong ibalik ung dati, kaya lang, simula nung nag sign out ka nung isang araw, naramdaman ko talaga na wala na"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe what she said, just because of that shwe will tell me that she loss what she feels. Well, its too late for any appeals and also, I don't want to have a quarrel with her anymore. Maybe she was wondering why I took those words easily, to tell you the truth, I knew that would happen, I knew that there is a possibility that she will say those words and jsut as it is, it happened right before my very eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the other day when I was talking to ivan,&lt;br /&gt;"Ayos lang yan tol, ituloy mo lang kahit madapa ka, basta ginawa mo ung magagawa mo"&lt;br /&gt;Just moments after when we were at a PUJ, I was very happy being with her again, I wanted to ask her many questions, how she was doing, was she fine during the times that we didn't have a chnace to talk  and other things. But the first words I heard from her were "Ba't nandito ka?"&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised of that, I never thought she would say those words to me, I didn't speak at all after that, except when she asks me some things about school matters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, I still can't believe this thing is happening, just how could you accept that a person you love will tell you she loss waht she feels for you and that you should only just be friends then.  Masakit, pero kailangan kong tanggapin, kahit na inisip ko ng sya na tlaaga ung taong para sa akin"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did everything that I could to be with her once more. Even though emerson told me that if we are to be  just like before again, she i sthe one who needs to do something because she was the one who broke up in the first place. Up to the last moments, I hoped for that to happen, even though I knew that I could get hurt hoping for something that would not happen at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that  I posted something like this again, but this is the ony way I know to bring out what I feel inside me which is bothering me since last night. I know you could read this, don't worry, this will be the last time I'll speak of you, Forgive me that I need to forget about you for a while, I just need to move on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I want to thank you for everything, for the past 7 months that you made me feel special and loved. For all those times that you were with me through problems, happiness and in planning our lives for the future. I will cherish every moment I had with you, and maybe for the last time I 'll say that, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "I love you...."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-115704008505739526?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/115704008505739526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=115704008505739526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/115704008505739526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/115704008505739526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/08/game-over.html' title='Game Over'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-115660741946705116</id><published>2006-08-26T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:50:19.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She Won't Understand</title><content type='html'>Am i boring you out?&lt;br /&gt;Am i disturbing your pace?&lt;br /&gt;Did i break anything on you&lt;br /&gt;That would drip down your sail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i troubled your life?&lt;br /&gt;Did i make you aware?&lt;br /&gt;You've said you know it all&lt;br /&gt;And i do hope you're right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write all the things you are today,&lt;br /&gt;But it won't be easy cause it will bother your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry for caring for you,&lt;br /&gt; im sorry... And it hurts falling for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wont understand,&lt;br /&gt;She puts her mind on what she knows,&lt;br /&gt;She wont know anything,&lt;br /&gt;She wont know everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are breaking me out&lt;br /&gt;You dont have a chance too see,&lt;br /&gt;Your words tear a thousand pieces&lt;br /&gt;And it falls all over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we make up for it?&lt;br /&gt;You wont make up for me.&lt;br /&gt;You go on your way And listen&lt;br /&gt;to things that you want to here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write all the things you are today,&lt;br /&gt;But it won't be easy cause it will bother your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wont understand,&lt;br /&gt;She puts her mind on what she knows,&lt;br /&gt;She wont know anything,&lt;br /&gt;She wont know everything she knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry for caring for you,&lt;br /&gt;im sorry... And it hurts, im sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-115660741946705116?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/115660741946705116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=115660741946705116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/115660741946705116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/115660741946705116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/08/she-wont-understand.html' title='She Won&apos;t Understand'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-115606758917117104</id><published>2006-08-20T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T22:58:32.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monthsary</title><content type='html'>I woke up early today, then I did my daily routine thinking this is just a normal day. Then as we were on the way to church, I feel bothered, it didn't stop until I remembered what day it was today, August 20. I almost forgot, we were supposed to celebrate our 8 month. That day was supposed to be special, unfortunately it was not anymore. To tell you the truth, I really miss her, her soft hands, her gentle voice, her fragrant hair, and those beautiful eyes. I really believed that she was the right person. I'd do anyhting to be with her, to save our relationship. But just like how things had gone, it ended a week after our 7th monthsary. Right now I don't know what to do, there was a time that I was confused if I have to continue living my life loving her or if I needed to move on. Of course I chose her, but on that day also, as she was walking towards me from afar, I waved happily seeing her, but there was no response, as if I'm not existing in her sight, I thought that she was just thinking of something that's why she didn't notice me. Then when she passed by our section (we were practicing our Sabayang Bigkas that time), I looked at her for a long time waiting for her to wave at me, but still there was no me in her world. Then suddenly she waved to one of my classmates. That hurted me so much, how come she didn't see me but she saw my classmate. I'm not a ghost nor was I hiding from her. That thing really struck me in the heart, and I that made me think that she was really cold to me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, yesterday, I was at Sm Manila for our band practice, but we were late then that we had to wait for almost 4 hours just to enter the studio. As we were waiting I can't help but observe the things around me. That place brings a lot of memory to me, we used to eat there, watch movies and sometimes stroll around just to be together on days that we want to see each other. Damn, I just can't figure out a way to escape from all those memories that haunt me. Starting the day that we broke up, I've always felt a part of me missing, and I don't know how to bring it back or if I could stilll bring it back. I don't want to leave her as a bad memory. Even if these things are happening, I still can't hide to myself that I was happy being with her and I love her so much. Also, I can't ask God what was happening, I know the answer, that I just need to wait for his plans to come up. But that alone won't stop me from suffering and feeling that I'm lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny won't help me either, because it's not a matter of chances but rather a matter of choices. Just how am I suppose to make a choice of what to do if I can't let go nor move on from the past I still won't give up. Up to this very time, I'm still hoping for her to come back to me and live happily once more. Unfortunately, like what they say, "You can keep from believing on things that would happen, but a dream is too different from the reality your living on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing I learned from all of these things, it is about love:&lt;br /&gt;"A blade is nothing but a mere object that won't do you any&lt;br /&gt;harm unless you give it to someone who could&lt;br /&gt;possibly hurt you, just like love..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-115606758917117104?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/115606758917117104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=115606758917117104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/115606758917117104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/115606758917117104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-monthsary.html' title='Happy Monthsary'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-115590996739979111</id><published>2006-08-18T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:14:33.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God-like</title><content type='html'>Ahahaha, for the first time in my school years in masci, I lost at the "Sabayang Bigkas". For three years I've been winning through it by hook or by crook, but to tell you the truth, I didn't lose after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, having that record of 3 consecutive wins is a burden to me. Starting from the day that the contest was announced, I started feeling pressured to win the contest for the last time. I really wanted to win, and that may sound negative. But I found a way to use that positvely, I dedicated myself so much and I exerted all my efforts for the contest(I even slept in the house of one of our classmates just to learn how to swing my hips).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything had gone well until the day of the contest. I was amazed by how each of the sections presented, I expected only 3 sections to fight over the championship but all the 4th year sections proved me wrong as each one of them presented their wonderful pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the winners were announced, we didn't receive a place. My classmates thought that I will be disappointed that time, but instead I was still smiling proud of what the decision had been. Unfortunately,some of us were the ones depressed because of the result, so I have to find a way to make them feel better. I never thought they would be depressed, they say we should have won the contest. But for me, I didn't care at all that time, maybe we lost, technically, but I won greater things more than a shining trophy. I gained more friends in our class, somehow me and the rest of my classmates became closer to each other, I have proved to myself that we can present something well without being taught by someone, but instead brainstorming with the rest of my classmates to make a good outcome, and most of all, I enjoyed this contest for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked them to eat at KFC, I challenged Christopher to eat those extreme hot shots without drinking anything and I won. After that we planned to watch a movie and we decided to watch Mortuary. The movie was scary, but most of the time, I laughed because my classmates would suddenly scream when the scene gets scary. I didn't talk too much that time, maybe because I was thinking of something else. Actually, I was supposed to go out with somebody else that day, unfortunately, she just disappeared without telling me anything. I really felt bad that day, I almost went home alone, and that would definitely depressed me. Then I just remembered something that happened the other day. I took a train home that day, but I was not alone. I talked to her, and I never thought that would ever happen. She was really nice, and I never thought she'll be like that to me. Then she left with a very cute smile and a sweet voice saying goodbye, how I wished that day would happen again....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-115590996739979111?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/115590996739979111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=115590996739979111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/115590996739979111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/115590996739979111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/08/god-like.html' title='God-like'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-115355558664170165</id><published>2006-07-22T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T16:06:26.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Director's Cut</title><content type='html'>5 months ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning was calm and it’s a very good day.5 days before Christmas but everything still looks normal around, but this day isn’t normal for Annie. A year ago, she promised to go out with a guy on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            “I wonder what happened to him, he almost change after that incident and he hasn’t talked to me for the past 3 months”. Five months have passed but the memories are still fresh in her mind.&lt;br /&gt;            “I don’t want to be like this Al, I’m suffering too much. Everything I do seems wrong for you”. A girl said.&lt;br /&gt;“I just want us to have time for each other, I want us to be together”, replied the guy.&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t just think of yourself, I also want to do other things, why can’t you accept that?, “Please listen to me..”, “If you can’t accept me for who I am, I guess it would be better if we stop this relationship.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just hope he learned his lesson”. As Annie was arranging her stuff, she saw a bracelet with a dolphin in it. “Oh, his first gift to me, too bad it was broken. I wonder what happened to the stone I gave him when we broke up, I guess he already threw it away.”&lt;br /&gt;She went to the park where they promised to see each other on that day. She was right on time, But Al, was still not there. ”Where is he? Did he forgot about this day, well I’ll just wait for him, maybe he will be here later.” But 2 hours have passed and Al didn’t come. ”That jerk, what kind of person is he, before he wanted me to be with him almost every day as if we won’t see each other again, now he won’t show up to me, he should be thankful I still came today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie called his phone but there was no answer. Several times she called but nobody was answering. Then all of a sudden, “Hello Annie, it’s me Mrs. Summers, why have you called?”&lt;br /&gt;“Where is Al Mrs. Summers, we were supposed to meet today in the park.”&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my, you didn’t know? Knew what Mrs. Summers?”&lt;br /&gt;“Al died 3 months ago, he was diagnosed with a serious illness last June and was told he is not going to reach Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;Everything around Annie collapsed with from what she heard. “He died holding that stone dolphin with your names engraved in it. I’m sorry my dear, I didn’t knew you didn’t have any idea of what happened. I thought he already told you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            “He was supposed to tell it to me 5 months ago Mrs. Summers, but I didn’t let him. Annie was shaking and tears started to fall from her eyes…..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-115355558664170165?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/115355558664170165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=115355558664170165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/115355558664170165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/115355558664170165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/07/directors-cut.html' title='Director&apos;s Cut'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-114408728720842448</id><published>2006-04-04T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T02:03:58.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scholarship.. weee</title><content type='html'>haha...may blog na rin ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday, tinanong ako ni ellaine kung gusto ko raw kumuha ng scholarship sa japan.. pero ung scholarship na un makukuha pa namin 3 years from now.. kasi sabi niya, ung scholarship na un requires 12 consecutive years of regular schooling... meaning, pagka-second year college na kami... (6 years sa elementary + 4 years sa high school + 2 years sa college) hihindi pa ba ako? xempre i have to grab the opportunity.. tsaka siyempre kukuha si ellaine, kaya kukuha na rin ako.. hehe.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marami ring sinabi sakin si ellaine kaya ako naengganyong (tama ba?hehe) kumuha ng scholarship... sabi nia, maganda raw sa japan... malinis.. maganda climate.. kahit pa matindi ang sikat ng araw, gaganahan ka pa ring mamasyal kasi malamig pa rin ung simoy ng hangin... tas xempre, maganda mga facilities ng mga schools dun.. xempre, japan eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko kay ellaine, dapat maging goal namin yun - ang matanggap sa scholarship... para pag natanggap kami parehas dun, hindi na kami mapaglalayo pa.. tapos pwede kaming magkita kahit kelan namin gusto, tsaka siyempre kahit anong oras pwede, depende sa mga schedules namin... kung pwede nga titira kami sa isang bahay para mas tipid eh..haha =) tas magtutulungan kami sa schoolworks.. lalung lalo na kasi college na kami sa time na yun... tas siyempre mamamasyal kami lagi.. haha.. disneyland.. mga amusement parks... :) tas bibili rin daw kami ng maraming laruan.. haha, si ellaine talaga...isip bata.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nabanggit ko rin sa kanya na after some time, magtatrabaho na kami... tapos pag pwede na, magpopropose na ako sa kanya.. weee.. exciting ba? haha.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay...sana matanggap kami dun...para masaya, tsaka matupad namin mga pangarap namin... mahirap kasi talaga dito sa philippines eh...sabi nga ni ellaine, mag-pray raw kami para matuloy yun... for the meantime, aral kami nang mabuti, para mas malaki ang tsansang makapasok sa scholarship na un.. di bale, three years from now pa naman un eh.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o sige, hanggang dito na lang... haha.. first post ko to.. wala lang.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-114408728720842448?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/114408728720842448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=114408728720842448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/114408728720842448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/114408728720842448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/04/scholarship-weee.html' title='Scholarship.. weee'/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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-24893183.post-114353942569574532</id><published>2006-03-28T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T17:50:26.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cute ako...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24893183-114353942569574532?l=drummer20.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/feeds/114353942569574532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24893183&amp;postID=114353942569574532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/114353942569574532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24893183/posts/default/114353942569574532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drummer20.blogspot.com/2006/03/cute-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>cEan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027011250077713446</uri><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>
