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  <title>BINOG UP CLOSE</title>
  <subtitle>A Not-So-Publicized Account of Myself</subtitle>
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    <name>BINOG</name>
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  <updated>2009-05-26T11:19:23Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:5453</id>
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    <title>Stress Equals High Blood</title>
    <published>2009-05-26T11:19:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-26T11:19:23Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Woke up early thinking that &amp;nbsp;today was for a gym workout. Turned out, my fitness buds are off somewhere in the morning, they asked for a resched in the afternoon. Sad thing, tamaditis caught me. Haha! No workout for binog today. All left to fix today is money for my boarding house. I settled yesterday to my prospect landlord that I will pay may one-month-advance one-month-deposit tomorrow. I asked money from dad and I had the check this morning. Also went to the doctor to get a med clearance. Its shit, I still am hypertensive, 130/90. I believe this all boils down to the setting at home. I hate it when people shout at me. Period.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:5266</id>
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    <title>Money Is Calling Me!!</title>
    <published>2009-05-17T07:55:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-17T07:55:48Z</updated>
    <category term="money-talk"/>
    <content type="html">By staying in front of my PC, I got to calls for &amp;quot; mga raket.&amp;quot; Yay! I just hope I ain't getting into trouble. First, I IM'ed Flip about how his stint was in Ahead Tutorial Center. Then he suddenly asks me if I wanted to be a part-timer somewhere. He was reffered by Laurice for this certain part-time job and he thinks that he would not be available for it in terms of schedule. So there.&amp;nbsp;Being the good friend that he is, he will be referring me to the job if he opts to not get into the part-time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I was online in Facebook (as usual). Then Jaymie PM's me if I wanted to earn extra cash. Hahaha! Hell I am! But I'm not really sure what I am supposed to do there... &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; She says its in Tomas Morato, a startup company. Well anything goes! Anyway, I want adventure!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;hope it all ends up me earning a lot! Hahaha!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:4720</id>
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    <title>Hypertension + Registered Voter</title>
    <published>2009-05-14T13:57:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-14T13:57:05Z</updated>
    <category term="emo"/>
    <content type="html">You got that right, by blood pressure is above normal. It never came across my mind. I though I was one healthy guy. It is creating hassle in my plans. I signed my contract with Convergys already as a call center agent. However, yesterday, I received a call telling me about this glitch in my medical examination. Now I have to lower my blood pressure before really getting into the job. My mom was paranoid and all, up to the point her convincing me not to pursue this part time job. But I really want to help&amp;nbsp;at home&amp;nbsp;financially, even if its not a big amount I will be earning there. Then early this morning, at 5:00 am, we went to my cousin, Ate Irma, who is a medical technologist, to get blood sample from me. Later this afternoon, we found out that my CREA is high, but all else are normal. I really don't know what that means. Oh well, haha! I'll just listen to whatever they will tell me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back at the middle of my day, I went to register for the elections. I am not officially a voter! Hahah! Too late for me though, haha! At 21? At least now I'm standing up for my responsibilities to our country. After that, I went to the gym in the plaza. Years ago, I found many gyms in Silang, but now, all closed except one - Sunrise Gym. I inquired there and found out that there is a membership fee of 500 pesos for the whole year. I need to pay that amount before I could start working out there. But I intended to work out there for at most a month. By June, I'll be stuck in Diliman again. So there, I opted not to pursue working out there. I'm just going to waste money. I'll just wait for June, and work out in Diliman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I hate this, I'm lazy making entries lately, and even lazier to check coherence and grammar. My blogs now are just to take account of what I have been doing lately. Well, it seems all good, nobody is reading this blog anyway, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:4452</id>
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    <title>Potable?</title>
    <published>2009-05-12T13:50:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-12T13:51:19Z</updated>
    <category term="lost"/>
    <content type="html">My mom and I was arguing earlier about having a water dispenser at home. We are using PET bottles and plastic containers as storage of drinking water in the fridge.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I was convincing her that these incorporate carnocinogens in the water in use of a long time. I went to google it to find evidence and it seemed that I was totally out of date, hahaha! It was just a buzz that later was debunk.&amp;nbsp;Hahah! Check &lt;a href="http://www.foodfacts.org.za/siteindex/petbottlereuse"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;out. And this &lt;a href="http://www.breakthechain.org/exclusives/waterbottles.html"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt; too. And even &lt;a href="http://www.universalrobina.com/2006/08/22/pet-bottles-and-c2-green-tea/"&gt;C2&lt;/a&gt; has stressed it. Haha! My bad.Three proofs are convincing enough already, right? (Am I talking to myself? Hahah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thought came to mind. The water we store in the fridge is from a distilled water redistributor. What if our tap water is potable as it is? I'm planning to get our water checked at UP. Found this &lt;a href="http://nsri.upd.edu.ph/MRSL/services.htm"&gt;one &lt;/a&gt;on NSRI's site. I hope our water is potable, we would save a lot of money and time if it works out, haha! We are not that rich you know? This is worth dealing with. Hehe! Now, where did that came from? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.dnaforensic.org/services_offered/services_offered1.html"&gt;last one&lt;/a&gt; is hang over from watching CSI, haha! UP is cool!! Do take time to visit the links. 5 links total!! Point at the links to find a preview of the webpages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another &amp;quot;haha&amp;quot; post right here. My bad again.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:4267</id>
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    <title>ALLISON WILL CONTINUE ROCKIN'!!</title>
    <published>2009-05-07T09:56:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T09:56:26Z</updated>
    <category term="allison iraheta"/>
    <content type="html">This is the next big thing that happened to my not graduating this past term. America sucks. He does not know talent. It was just a bad thing that Adam performed before her. She actually did justice to &amp;quot;Cry Baby&amp;quot; and hello, how about the duet with Adam? I can't take any of this. I will stop watching AI this season. It just sucks a lot.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crap, but I actually caught myself crying watching Allison Iraheta's farewell to the Idol stage. I emotionally invested in this season. I just wanted Allison to reach the finale, and what? She was a lot better than Kris and Danny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait for Allison's record to come out. I'm sure that people that know TRUE&amp;nbsp;TALENT will get her.</content>
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    <title>Friendster Horoscope For The Win</title>
    <published>2009-05-03T14:53:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-03T14:53:56Z</updated>
    <category term="emo"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;h2 style="font-weight: bold; position: relative; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 125% !important; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller; "&gt;Here goes Friendster's daily horoscope:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sagittarius (Nov 22 - Dec 21)&lt;span class="help" style="font-weight: normal; margin-left: 5px; "&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="help" style="font-weight: normal; margin-left: 5px; "&gt;&lt;a class="questionMark" title="Help" target="_blank" href="http://friendster.custhelp.com/cgi-bin/friendster.cfg/php/enduser/std_adp.php?p_faqid=175" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 1px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 1px; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(82, 139, 192); "&gt;&lt;em&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="help" style="font-weight: normal; margin-left: 5px; "&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="flo200" style="position: relative; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;div class="ic"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://images.friendster.com/images/horoscopes/sagittarius_lg.gif" alt="Sagittarius" title="Sagittarius" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; width: 83px; height: 83px; " /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="dc"&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold; position: relative; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 112% !important; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 6px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;Authority will be tough to deal with today -- they are saying things you don't like.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold; position: relative; color: rgb(85, 85, 85); font-size: 112% !important; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Detail&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Authority will be difficult for you to deal with today. People in power are saying things you don't like -- coming around to their perspective will be tough. But all you can do is stop talking and listen more attentively. What you are being told to do might not be your idea of a great time, but it is necessary if you want to maintain goodwill and stay on the good side of eminence. Unless you have a moral objection, just carry out orders today.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it. Friendster got me again. I&amp;nbsp;got into a confrontation with my mom earlier. Haha!&amp;nbsp;I guess I was getting pretty stubborn these days. My dad texted me to come with him. Here is the text verbatim from the message I got from him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Marvin daanan mo ako dito sa babuyan ng lolo mo, samahan mo ako sa SM mag-atm.&amp;nbsp;Hiramin ko atm ng tita ebet mo kung di ka busy.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Bum plus grudge to my dad equals me opting to stay in front of my PC. It would have been the perfect escape from my computer but then again, I don't want to see my dad. Or should I ever call him that. Not just that, it seemed that I was going to beg him to give me money. Here comes my mom. He actually texted the whole thing to my sister, and so it goes to my mom. Okay, so we need the money badly, I got it - but just the thought of seeing him gives me the creeps. Fine. Stubborn I am. Brat with he himself don't know what his problem is. Probably he's insane. You got that right!&amp;nbsp;I'm insane!! My mom didn't stand me so off she went from my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she comes again. She probably had a hangover from our previous scene. She came nagging and all about me not doing some chore. I didn't hear her shouting about it because I have my speakers loud. I'm sure you know what came next. Hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not sure how I'm feeling. Confusion, that's where my day ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:3653</id>
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    <title>Begging For Sanity</title>
    <published>2009-05-03T09:29:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-03T09:32:45Z</updated>
    <category term="emo"/>
    <content type="html">I am abnormally having mood swings. Suddenly, I don't feel like talking to anybody. I think I am too weak to take what is just happening to my life. My head is telling me that how I am acting is wrong but I can't seem to keep my self from being this way. I'm putting every effort to keep my sane but it won't just work. Am I crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging money to my dad. Just the thought of it makes me damn restless. Torture. There is one last string to pull before I'm going insane. Okay. My mom says that it is all about having my dad known of the expenses we actually incur, but hell is it torturing. Why should I do it? I would opt to work for it my way than beg when in the first place, I shouldn't have bothered doing that. I'm probably living an ideal world in my head, but hold on, there are just so many flaws this life I'm living and this thing adding up is just too much. I can't seem to handle this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of really evil things. I won't ever strike on my mom, but I can't help it. She is saying that this is all to let my dad know how hard it is raising us, well, financially. I wonder, if we had the money for everything we need, would this torture come out. I know she is pressed with the bills and all, but I just can't see this begging as the answer. My dad will never understand. Maybe I am saying this because I had gone to the acceptance of this fact. Please don't push me to this whole freaking begging. I love my mom so much but this is another thing. The more I do this, the more I'm bound to be insane. I'd rather work my ass off than be in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be alone, I don't want to talk to anybody.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:3523</id>
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    <title>Another Frustrating Day</title>
    <published>2009-05-02T15:28:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-02T15:28:10Z</updated>
    <category term="healthy living"/>
    <content type="html">How frustrating can my life be!! I just arrived back home with unfulfillment on my back. My mom and I went to Olivarez Plaza Tagaytay for our weekly dose of badminton earlier, around 6:00PM. I was conditioned that I will get one hell of a work out. I really want to lose weight. I really feel heavy, and I feels harder to move lately. Boom, me being high blood is just the bomb. Everybody is telling me I'm fatter. I expected the badminton session earlier to work it all out. Turned out, almost all my games are mixed and didn't got me running and all. My indicator to my satisfaction is when I wet my short with sweat. Call it gross, but it is just is it. I normally sweat a lot, and earlier, I sweat a lot because it was hot on the court. That's all. I hope I could lose weight soon, and some fat, please!! Hahaha!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:3156</id>
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    <title>Pending 198</title>
    <published>2009-05-02T04:50:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-02T04:50:40Z</updated>
    <category term="acads"/>
    <content type="html">All the bitterness materialized into procrastination. Not being able to graduate the past academic year just got me all depressed and hmmm, lazy. I'm just a little not over flunking 2 of my subjects last semester. Aill I want to do right now is bum around. Care less about everything else. I'm tired of all the frustrations. I'm just tired. My documentation for my 198 is long over its deadline. In fact, I got an INC for it already. Hahaha! For me, what is it for me to hurry things up, I'm not graduating anyway. It doesn't hurt in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finished printing 4 copies but hell - I missed out checking the page number. I started with &amp;quot;page 10&amp;quot;. Now I'm torn between printing the whole thing again - IN&amp;nbsp;4 F-ing COPIES!! I'm out of yellow ink, the last string that is keeping me from re-printing everything. Oh well, what's the rush? I'm content with bumming around anyway.</content>
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    <title>I Hate What I Found</title>
    <published>2009-04-15T13:27:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-15T13:27:39Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I was looking back on my files and was trying to free some memory when I found this word document. Here is what it says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;This day is really fun. It&amp;rsquo;s the birthday I always wanted. Do the things I wanted without giving a damn what should be done. All I know is that I wanted to have some neat fun!  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I woke up at 7:00 am. I ate fried rice, Hungarian sausage and fried egg @ COOP for breakfast. I craved for yogurt so I bought one at the grocery. Feeling bloated, I took a short nap. Hmmm... Well, I mean, a long nap. Next thing I know, its 9:30, 30 minutes to prepare for CoE 115 lecture. Walking my way to my class, I remembered the last thing on my mind before I slept. A pre-lab I wasn&amp;rsquo;t able to accomplish. My class will start at 10, and it will end at 11:30, deadline of pre-lab is 12:00. People were altogether doing it in class, but I swore on a promise. I will make it a point to do everything this semester independently. Out there, after I graduate, I&amp;rsquo;m on my own anyway. Bottom line, I did not submit my pre-lab. Its my day anyway, I&amp;rsquo;ll do whatever I want, haha!&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do recognize this short entry. I wrote it on my last birthday. I wonder why I didn't post it. Well, it is haunting me now. The pre-lab I was pertaining to is one for the DAC&amp;nbsp;Laboratory for ECE 117. It is a number of these situations/incidences why I am not graduating, why I flunked ECE 117. I just don't know what to think about right now. All that is certain is that I am not graduating. Fine.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>So I Am Not Graduating</title>
    <published>2009-04-08T16:13:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-08T16:13:07Z</updated>
    <category term="frustrated"/>
    <content type="html">It is just so frustrating. It hit me, caught me off guard. All along, I thought this will all come to an end. But no. I am not graduating.&amp;nbsp;It is hitting me where it really hurts. And I can't do anything. So defenseless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was begging for my life. The professor that gave me the big old five didn't reconsider my appeal. And I can't do anything about it. &amp;nbsp;I am not graduating, so what's the big deal? :'(&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:2350</id>
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    <title>EvERGreen 2: Project That Never Was</title>
    <published>2008-12-29T08:37:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-29T08:37:41Z</updated>
    <category term="erg"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 83%; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;This project is all about frustrations. EvERGreen was my project last semester, headed by Iris Endozo. We were very enthusiastic in this project. We planned a lot, but i guess, we missed out some things. If only more members attended this event, it could have been a blast. Many said it was because of the wrong set date, some said lack of publicity to the members. I could only speak for myself and Lil Sis Endong. We did our best. I hope you could have said those things earlier. I congratulate Endong for doing a splendid job!! It was the first time a gave her a major task, and I couldn't say anything about how she worked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As defense mechanism, I intended to make a part two of the project. This links could illustrate what I planned pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye's Photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://insomniacnostalgic.multiply.com/photos/album/28/evERGreen_july_21_2008"&gt;http://insomniacnostalgic.multiply.com/photos/album/28/evERGreen_july_21_2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ye's Blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://insomniacnostalgic.multiply.com/journal/item/76/evERGreen"&gt;http://insomniacnostalgic.multiply.com/journal/item/76/evERGreen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Prospect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upmencom.multiply.com/photos/album/54/GIG_RUN_Singlets_for_sale"&gt;http://upmencom.multiply.com/photos/album/54/GIG_RUN_Singlets_for_sale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Our Location&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.ph/search?hl=tl&amp;amp;rlz=1C1GGLS_en-USPH297&amp;amp;q=ipo+watershed+where&amp;amp;btnG=Maghanap&amp;amp;meta="&gt;http://www.google.com.ph/search?hl=tl&amp;amp;rlz=1C1GGLS_en-USPH297&amp;amp;q=ipo+watershed+where&amp;amp;btnG=Maghanap&amp;amp;meta=&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 83%; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;I envision it to be one of our projects with the alumni and ERG LB. The essense of this project is pure getting-to-know-each-other and bonding. Being able to write this is finally getting over the frustration. No one should be blamed. Everything is of domino effect, a chain of circumstances. I hope someday, this project will come to be. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:2032</id>
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    <title>Natapos din ang araw na to! Wahahah!</title>
    <published>2008-12-25T16:33:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-25T16:33:41Z</updated>
    <category term="familia"/>
    <content type="html">Pagkagaling namin sa misa, 11:30PM na, 30 minutes bago magpasko. Nun pa lang kami nagluto. Spaghetti at Hamon lang tinira namin, pero lamon ang ginawa namin! Imagine, ung isang hamon, ako, si ate, si mami, at si dadi lang ang umatake, bago mag 1AM, nasa bituka na namin lahat ung hamon. Tapos nagchampagne kami. Hehe!&amp;nbsp;1st time namin ni ate un. Mahal pala ung hinayupak na un, o well! Ngayon, nakatikim na kami, hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ko di ako makakatulog, kasi kelangan ko tunawin ung nilamon ko, pero nung 2:30 na, tumumba rin ako... Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkagising ko, 6AM na, xempre, diretso ulit ako sa PC. Kumain. Bumalik sa PC. Di ko alam ang gnagawa ko, pero bigla na lang ako titingin sa orasan, hehe, ang tagal ko na pala nakatigagal sa PC. Hahaha! Nung mga 11:00 AM na, sermon to the max na naman ang nanay ko. Di pa raw kami naiingli pumunta sa angkan ng tatay ko e tanghali na. Xempre karipas na kami, me bulak sa tenga, patakbo dun sa Mandag, ang lungga ng tatay ko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naramdaman ko ung gap namin magpipinsan sa father side. Nagagalit ung ate ko kasi nasabihan kami na di man lang kami nangi2lala. E di naman talaga namin kilala ung mga pinsan namin, hahaha! Pero mababait talaga sila, I can feel them reaching out. At xempre, nandun si Tita Uloy. Siya lang ang love ko dun, hehehe!&amp;nbsp;Jooooowk! Basta, iba ung awra nya, hehe, alabhet! Hehehe! &amp;lt;sira ulo ata ako, tawa ng tawa, fwahahahah!&amp;gt; At dahil pasko, nakikiagaw kami sa pera, haha! Ayaw pa nga ata ako bigyan, akala ata nila, me trabaho na ko, pero beybi pa ko no! Heheh! Ilang sandali pa, napuno ang bahay nina Tita Ebet ng Angkang Atapang A-Tao - the BONIFACIO&amp;nbsp;CLAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko talaga alam kung ano dapat ang maramramdaman ko. Marami masyado nangyari, pero, bahagi ko, gusto makipagclose sa mga pinsan ko dun. Ewan ko. Ayaw ko na lang idagdag sa stress ko sa buhay ito. Dadating din tayo dun, hehehe! Bahala na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matapos namin makihalubilo sa mga insan - na i think were nice - pumunta na kami ke lolo. Dito nasira ang araw ko. Bakit ba ganun ang mga iniisip nila. Pasensya na d ko masabi, pagkalito at inis na lang naiwan sa isip ko at ayoko ilabas un dito kasi baka di mabigyang justice ang side ng pamilya ng tatay ko. Sobrang affected ung utol ko. Di namin matagalan ang atmosphere. Dumiskarte na lang ako. Pumunta ko sa tone settings ng fone ko, at sinadyang patunugin ung msg alert tone ko. Tapos, todo acting ako na me hinahabol kaming pinsan, kesyo paalis na xa at kanina pa txt ng txt. I made it look na parang me katxt din ako. Ayun, that was our exit. Akala ko kasama namin si Daddy pabalik sa bahay, pero ayun nagpaiwan. O well, sanay naman kami na ganun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagtrike kami papunta kina Nanay Tina, nandun si Lola. Pag dating na pagdating namin, umiyak si Ate sa lap ni lola. Oo, masyadong emosyonal ung kapatid ko, pero I think, she had the right to cry. Pero iniisip ko na lang, hindi man pang summa cum laude ang grades ko, isinusumpa ko, magiging successful ako. Xempre pati ung ate ko no! Hehehe! Makikita na lang nila na di nila kami dapat inaapi. At kaya naming kumita. YAYAMAN&amp;nbsp;KAMI!! Mwahahahah! Fwahahahahhah!! Bwahahahahh! Sa amin ang huling halakhak!! Hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buti na lang me masayang closing ang araw na ito! Wohooo! Hehe! Nakipagvoice chat w/ webcam kami kina Tita Mena and the gang. Xet! Miss na miss na namin sila! Sobrang stress i-setup ung video call na un!&amp;nbsp;Hehe! Madilim kasi kina Tita Ose. So kelangan namin ng lighting, hehe! E di kumuha kami ng flourescent lamp at tinutok namin sa mga pagmumukha namin! Hahha! san ka pa. Astig d b? naiimagine nyo ba? Kung sino ung kausap nya, nakatapat sa mukha nya ung flourescent lamp at ung webcam, tapos hawak hawak nya ung mic! Comedy!! Hahaha! Madami kasi kami, as in nagreunion ang toledo clan para lang makita ang miss na miss na naming pamilya. Ah shucks! Sobrang saya! As in! Hahahha! Tawa kami ng tawa. Pero mas nakakakurot sa puso ung naririnig din namin na tumatawa sila at nakikita namin na nakangiti sila sa webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakahabang araw ng paskong ito! Fwahahahah!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:1769</id>
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    <title>Aba! Sinusuportahan ako ng Horoscope ko!!</title>
    <published>2008-12-23T08:39:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-23T08:39:40Z</updated>
    <category term="lugaw na lugaw"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class="commonbox"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Sagittarius (Nov 22 - Dec 21)&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div class="flo200"&gt;&lt;div class="ic"&gt;&lt;img width="83" height="83" border="0" title="Sagittarius" alt="Sagittarius" src="http://images.friendster.com/images/horoscopes/sagittarius_lg.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="dc"&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;Are you giving your imagination enough breathing room? Let things be messy today.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;In Detail&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;Your creativity has been on quite a roll lately, but are you giving your imagination enough breathing room? Let things in your life be messy for a while, instead of sticking to a certain schedule or plan. Doing so will encourage improvisation and keep you on your toes! Being confused wouldn't even be a bad thing today, because in the process of trying to make sense of things you will discover a whole new way of putting them all back together again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ngayon lang naman to, babawi ako bukas! I'll really stick with my schedule tomorrow! Me gantt chart ako para sa buong break! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:1366</id>
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    <title>Hassle!</title>
    <published>2008-12-19T19:16:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-19T19:16:39Z</updated>
    <category term="erg"/>
    <content type="html">Kahit na masaya magdorm, nakakaasar pa rin minsan! Hay nako, lalo na pag ganitong break. Me last day thing - tulad ngayong Christmas break, kaninang 12 Noon ang taning namin para magbalot2 paalis sa dorm. E may caroling kami maya maya, hay nako, so super hassle, dinala ko yung mga gamit ko pauwi sa cavite. Huhuh! Di ako sinundo. 4 na bag ung dala ko, buti na lang nakita ko si charles, tinulungan ako sa MRT pero pag dating sa bus, damsel in distress ako, hahahah! Ayun, so nasa bahay ako ngayon sa Cavite, pero maya maya, kelangan ko ng bumalik sa UP at mangangaroling kami. O well, sana ay maraming limpak limpak na salapi!! Weeeeh! :D</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:1063</id>
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    <title>Jooooooooooooowk!</title>
    <published>2008-12-18T13:56:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-18T13:56:59Z</updated>
    <category term="erg"/>
    <content type="html">Ang saya saya sa ERG, hahaha! Tawa lang ng tawa, parang mga adik! Ang walang tulog at lasing ay para palang pareho lang, parehong parang me tama at sira ang ulo. Hahaha! Habang lumalamon sa Something FIshy kanina sa Eastwood, wala kaming ginawa kung hindi tumawa ng tumawa. Ang hirap talaga kapag kasama mo lahat me topak din. Hahaha! Dagdagan mo pa na di pa sila natutulog ng matino. Hahahaha!&amp;nbsp;Rayot!! Hahaha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinanya namin ang Eastwood, hahaha!&amp;nbsp;Parang bahay lang namin ung Something Fishy. Unang pumapasok sa isip ko, ung mga mga bampira sa movies na me mansion, hahaha!&amp;nbsp;Isipin mo na lang, 100+ na naka ZippERG sa isang restorant. San ka pa, hahahhaa! Para talagang kulto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa lang ang masasabi ko, congrats Allain. Obvious na obvious naman na kaw gus2 ng judges, kaw na ang 6 ang award. Siguro me dahilan lang talaga kung bakit ka di nag 1st, pero kakainlab ka pa rin, hahaha!&amp;nbsp;Bading na bading ung IE Club, jooooowk! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teka, bangag pa rin ata ako hahahha! Walang coherence mga sinasabi ko. Hahaha! O well.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:969</id>
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    <title>Pasok sa banga!</title>
    <published>2008-12-16T18:59:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-16T18:59:14Z</updated>
    <category term="erg"/>
    <content type="html">Ang saya saya! This is the 1st nayt na umuwi ang ERG na may dalang award ngayong eng'g week!! Hahaha! 3rd ako sa maski solo male, 2nd si mira sa female, at 3rd sa group (maikka, marvin at patsy)!!! Partida sa min ni Mira, hahaha! Di kami nakapagpraktis at all, as in at all!! Hahaha! Waahahahah! Pagdating nya, mga 15 mins 2 7PM na, at 7PM ang call taym namin, hahaha! Meaning, haha! as in totally ala talaga kami praktis. At sa tingin ko, nadepress dito si Mira, hahah! so habang minemeyk-upan xa, hehe, umiiyak. At ano, MIRA!!&amp;nbsp;ANO!?!?!&amp;nbsp;2nd ka!!! 3rd lang kami!!! Wat da pak!! Hahahaha! Ayabyu Mira!! Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero pinakamasaya ako, dahil ang dami kong nakitang EXTE sa Maski, at I think, the past nayts din. Its wat I hoped for, maraming EXTE ang magparamdam sa ENG'G WEEK, wahahaha! At xempre! nandyan si patsy na bonggang bongga! kaw na ang babaeng panggabi! Pero wait, theres more, buong araw din xang nag-eeng'g week. Kung sinasabi mong Maski Machine ako, IKAW&amp;nbsp;ANG&amp;nbsp;ENG'G&amp;nbsp;WEEK&amp;nbsp;MACHINE!!&amp;nbsp;Wahahahaha! Fwahahahah!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:binog:672</id>
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    <title>What a day!</title>
    <published>2008-12-11T18:38:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-11T18:38:28Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Asar! Guess what?! Nagchoke ako, jynx! Jammeng'g kanina at binigo ko ang OCB. Lahat sa min me karapatan na kumanta kaya guilting guilty ako na bakit &amp;nbsp;nagkamali ako ng lyrics!&amp;nbsp;Wala na nga ako ala tugtugin ganun pa. Redemption sana ito ng last year, pero ngaun, nagkalat pa lalo kami, asar!! DAHIL&amp;nbsp;SA&amp;nbsp;KIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NagpakaEMO ako dun, di ako makagalaw, di ako makatayo, di ko kayang tumingin sa&amp;nbsp;OCB, sa judges, at sa ERG. Binigo ko nanaman sila, bakit kasi ganun!! Asar! I'm such a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buti na lang me mga kaibigan to make me feel better - ces, andy, jords, k at anj. :''( &amp;nbsp; :th_depressed:</content>
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