<?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-11753528</id><updated>2011-07-03T22:41:44.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bananas and Kerots~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-114968839505088468</id><published>2006-06-07T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T21:53:15.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>Why is it that we keep on blaming others for what has happened to us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that everything can be so nice yet so bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that food is delicious and the best ones can literally kill you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS UP WITH CHAIN LETTERS TELLING US THAT GOD SENT THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we keep on gaining and then losing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we love our friends but sometimes think that they don't love us back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is life so complicated even though it looks so simple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people stop believing in us when we start to make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that we know what is right but we keep on doing what is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Why is it that we keep on asking questions when all we have to do is think..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions always pop to my mind. They're like secretaries who keep on popping inside my head then announces the report for the day. They bug me but I can't really say I hate them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-114968839505088468?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114968839505088468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=114968839505088468&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/114968839505088468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/114968839505088468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2006/06/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-114191470333452838</id><published>2006-03-09T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T22:31:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>le le le</title><content type='html'>Ang tagal na ng last post ko. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayroon akong nadiskubre na paraan upang matanggal mo ang lahat ng hirap na pinapasan mo. Maialis mo ang mga tinik na tumutusok sa puso mo. Ang tanging kailangan mo lang dito ay ang tulong ng lapis at papel. Kailangan mo lang ibuhos ang lahat ng saloobin mo dito. Lahat ng ayaw mong mangyari at gusto mong mangyari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas mabuti na to kaysa makasakit ka pa ng iba. Kung hindi man, baka masaktan mo lang ang sarili mo kung hindi mo ito ilabas. Diba mas madali kung isulat mo na lang?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-114191470333452838?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/114191470333452838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=114191470333452838&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/114191470333452838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/114191470333452838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2006/03/le-le-le.html' title='le le le'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111962847523011321</id><published>2005-06-24T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T23:54:35.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buhay.</title><content type='html'>long time no entry =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang hirap ng buhay pisay. Tatlong linggo palang, may Mahabang Pagsususlit na at reaction paper. Pero sa wakas, natapos na rin ang kalbaryong aming pinagdaanan at panibagong aralin nanaman ang haharap sa amin. Kung lubos kong babalikan ang mga pangyayari sa nakaraang tatlong linggo, naghirap ako at muling nahubog - nabigyan kong pansin ang aking pag-aaral bago ang lahat. Pero kung tutuusin, mas naghirap ang iba kaysa sa akin sapagkat hindi ko gasinong sinuri ang naturang mga aralin bawat araw. Inunahan ako ng katamaran sa pagbuklat ng makapal na libro. Nasa isipan ko na ang pag-aaral ngunit binigyan kong pansin ang pagsasagot sa mga Homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami pa namang oras na magaral at magsuri. Mabubuo din ako at muling mabubuhay. Maghihirap at magtatanong. Magsisipag at mahuhubog. Minsan ko lang tinahak ang mahabang daan ng buhay ng pag-aaral, ngunit ngayon, huhusayin ko ang aking utak at katawan sa pamamagitan ng muling pagbalik sa naturang daan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko masyadong maintindihan ang sinulat ko. Pero ang punto ko ay nakakalimutan na nating mahalin ang bansang ating tinirahan. Nabangit sa amin ng guro namin sa soc sci kung "Proud ba talaga kami maging Pinoy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maiisip natin, "Bakit naman Oo?" pero maiisip din natin, "bakit naman hindi?". Iba't ibang pananaw sa dahilang hindi natin alam ang panig na ating paniniwalaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dapat sisihin? Gov't...at syempre, ang tao. Ang taong walang ginawa kung hindi umasa, umasa, at umasa. Walang pagbabago sa pangaraw-araw na gawain, Nagaantay ng himala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa susunod, mga bata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111962847523011321?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111962847523011321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111962847523011321&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111962847523011321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111962847523011321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/06/buhay.html' title='Buhay.'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111720145913774092</id><published>2005-05-27T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T21:44:19.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thre3</title><content type='html'>got this from julian! hahaha :P Just came from the beach.... got so dark. baah. When will I ever learn to put at least 200 SPF?! (3x application of 70 SPF :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:&lt;br /&gt;1. Gelo&lt;br /&gt;2. Angelo&lt;br /&gt;3. Gel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++ marami pang iba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1. yahiko25/yahiko`/YaH|kO-x- (the hell?!)&lt;br /&gt;2. firewolf/firevvolfe/firewolfe&lt;br /&gt;3. j_a_c_m_o/YACE^_^ (those were the days...damned, cursed days.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. my eyes? it depends on my mood. I see the light!&lt;br /&gt;2. my brain.without it im dead.&lt;br /&gt;3. Muscles. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. SKIN. baah. even skin tone? lighter skin tone? PLLEAAASE?&lt;br /&gt;2. nose.&lt;br /&gt;3. fat. (my face is fat. sana square :()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...[voice(sometimes.ESPECIALLY SA "RUN" NAMING VIDEO X( )]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Filipino&lt;br /&gt;2. Chinese&lt;br /&gt;3. Spanish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ghosts and white ladies and creepy faces and stuff like that. :S&lt;br /&gt;2. SWARMS.&lt;br /&gt;3. ...death/end-of-the-world-because-the-humans-won't-care-about-the-earth's-con-di-tion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++porcelain dolls. creeepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleep&lt;br /&gt;2. Exercise and play (either gym or aikido or both)&lt;br /&gt;3. FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. boxers! :P&lt;br /&gt;2. spongebob shirt + red shorts&lt;br /&gt;3. 2 ring earrings :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;2. Bamboo&lt;br /&gt;3. OPM and Filipino Indie bands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS: (current)&lt;br /&gt;1. All My Life - Foo fighters&lt;br /&gt;2. Long and Longing (walang words, piano lang :P) - Sassy Girl&lt;br /&gt;3. ...Crazy for you - spongecola :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;1. Humor&lt;br /&gt;2. Cooperation&lt;br /&gt;3. lol - lots of love :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. I love the Earth! :P (nature adventure :P)&lt;br /&gt;2. I am pessimistic. &gt;:}&lt;br /&gt;3. I love the color pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. nice and understanding&lt;br /&gt;2. smile :)&lt;br /&gt;3. ...voice :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Gym/Aikido!!! &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;2. Internet&lt;br /&gt;3. Fixing/Organizing things. bah. Not really a hobby, privelege &gt;:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Aikido.&lt;br /&gt;2. rest~&lt;br /&gt;3. take a bath :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:&lt;br /&gt;1. Biologist :P (yung mga adventure and stuff,hahaha, medyo boring?)&lt;br /&gt;2. kung ano man nasa Idustrial Engineering :P&lt;br /&gt;3. Scientist? (MBB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Boracay&lt;br /&gt;2. Japan&lt;br /&gt;3. Places in the Philippines :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE KID'S NAMES YOU LIKE: (boys/girls)&lt;br /&gt;1. Vincent&lt;br /&gt;2. Val :P&lt;br /&gt;3. something unique..like...Zack? or an african name? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Study A LOT of Martial Arts.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have fun with my family. WHOLE family (titos, cousins, lolos....etc)&lt;br /&gt;3. Do something really cool (consider: bungee jumping? wind surfing?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY/GIRL (whichever you believe yourself to be):&lt;br /&gt;1. I want to have a lighter skin tone + better body/health +..basta&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to own a lot of phones and gadgets&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to see a lot of animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CELEB CRUSHES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Nothing's on my mind #-o&lt;br /&gt;2. Can she be in here even though she's not a celeb?&lt;br /&gt;3. ...Camille Pratts :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Carlo?/aikido mates?&lt;br /&gt;2. zobel mates?&lt;br /&gt;3. Anyone who hasn't taken the quiz yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sakit ng ulo ko :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111720145913774092?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111720145913774092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111720145913774092&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111720145913774092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111720145913774092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/05/thre3.html' title='thre3'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111651657321812326</id><published>2005-05-19T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T23:56:56.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>Birthday ko in a few mins...May 20! ahahaha. magpopost lang ako dito, para may history :P and.. mag post ng quizzes! haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=300 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Dreams Mean...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/dreams/okay.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams seem to show that you're a bit disturbed... but nothing serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have a problem you're trying to work out in your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams tend to reflect your insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a very vivid imagination and a rich creative mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly want to hide your dreams from your waking mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyourdreamsmeanquiz/"&gt;What Do Your Dreams Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="300" align=center border="0" cellspacing="8" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FF99CC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9FD2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to good manners and elegance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA6D9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFACDF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB3E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was ruthless, cold-blooded, and sarcastic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB9EC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFBFF2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFC6F9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCCFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1113237805_uote.kind1.JPG" border="0" alt="Kind person"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your wise quote is: "Be kind to unkind people,&lt;br&gt;they probably need it the most" by&lt;br&gt;Ashleigh Brilliant.&lt;br&gt;You try to look beyond apperance, try to give&lt;br&gt;people second chances and are probably very&lt;br&gt;kind. Understanding is your biggest personality&lt;br&gt;trait, and thoose you can see through should be&lt;br&gt;grateful. If they aren't already. You detest&lt;br&gt;narrow minded people, because they can't see&lt;br&gt;what's really there. Facades is not your thing&lt;br&gt;and you strive to always be who you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20wise%20quote%20fits%20you%3F(pics)%20UPDATED/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What wise quote fits you?(pics) UPDATED&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;In your eyes, people see brightness in&lt;br&gt;everything.... and I mean... EVERYTHING! You're&lt;br&gt;so optimistic and think of everything as just a&lt;br&gt;new adverture! You're very energetic, happy,&lt;br&gt;fun, and loving. Everyone seems to want to be&lt;br&gt;just like you because you're a great example of&lt;br&gt;people who live life to its fullest! You don't&lt;br&gt;really have a sanctuary... That is... Besides&lt;br&gt;the whole world &gt;.&lt; You love to have a good&lt;br&gt;time and enjoy yourself among your friends,&lt;br&gt;family, even strangers or by yourself! However,&lt;br&gt;being so happy and energetic can also be your&lt;br&gt;downfall... Some people might see you as a&lt;br&gt;crazy person who doesn't take anything&lt;br&gt;seriously, but that's so not true! Just because&lt;br&gt;you see life better than them doesn't give them&lt;br&gt;the right to act crabby. Keep living life to&lt;br&gt;its fullest and hopefully you can drag some&lt;br&gt;other people along with you ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/DieColdHearted/quizzes/What%20Lies%20Behind%20Your%20Eyes%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Lies Behind Your Eyes?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan. Happy Birthday to me ulit :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111651657321812326?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111651657321812326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111651657321812326&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111651657321812326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111651657321812326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me!'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111634458769861546</id><published>2005-05-17T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:43:07.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save Mother Earth</title><content type='html'>This summer season has been terribly hot. Imagine, our temperature ranges from 37-39 deg. C! Before, in my own opinion, the temperature ranges from 30- 35 deg. C. There's this biiiiig difference between then and now :o. I just kept wondering how those street people manage to live without a shelter and without water/food for hours. Imagine if we were in their place? hoo, Torture. Wouldn't survive for 2 days. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this another sign of the Earth's next evolution, next degradation or God's retribution to the land we live in? Or maybe the earth's retribution to man - the world's greatest destroyer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, we humans keep on injuring the Earth without even noticing it. Just the simple throwing of garbage in the sidewalk could lead to clogged drainages and then to Soil Erosion which may lead to mass destruction. What if everyone threw their garbage just about anywhere (which is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; happening right now)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Earth is also a part of our family since it nurtured us ever since we were born. Without the Earth, all living things would perish since the other planets are not suitable for living (for the meantime and soon to be studied). If the Earth was to be destroyed, what's next for us and the other living things? Actually, it's a shame that our race do not know what's right or wrong. The animals that we have insulted as "wild, uncontrolable beasts" are actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tame&lt;/span&gt; and know how to take care of the Earth. We humans use our freewill to destroy everything that comes by our way. Who's the animal now? We do have brains, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, the cause of the extreme temperature is also affected by the fact that the hole in the ozone layer is getting bigger. So, more trapped heat, Greenhouse effect. Who made this possible? Us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I maybe just one voice, but there are also lots of people out there who wants the earth to be saved. You can't really blame me if I don't like people who throw garbage anywhere, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; have a point anyway. If all of us started to throw garbage in the right place, we'll help the hardworking janitors, we'll help the Earth and we'll help ourselves as well. What we do to the earth is going to reflect back on us. If we destroy the Earth, it will destroy us. But if we show our love and respect to our planet, it'll give it back to us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give earth some hugs and show how much you care for it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.toxin.org/cgi-bin/count_hugs.cgi?hug=Earth" height="40" width="240" title="HUGS" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;code&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HUGS* TOTAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toxin.org/cgi-bin/hugs.cgi?&amp;HUGS=yes&amp;amp;hug=Earth"&gt;give Earth more *HUGS* Show how you really care :D&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.toxin.org/cgi-bin/gethugs.cgi"&gt;Get hugs of your own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111634458769861546?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111634458769861546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111634458769861546&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111634458769861546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111634458769861546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/05/save-mother-earth.html' title='Save Mother Earth'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111600458245879079</id><published>2005-05-14T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T01:16:22.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>I hate blogger pag maintenance! GRAAAAAAAAAAR.&lt;br /&gt;nabura lahat ng pinaghirapan ko.&lt;br /&gt;grar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinamad tuloy ako mag blog in full detail. hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I finished cleaning my rents room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brownout kanina. Gave me an idea to compose a scary song in the dark + candle as the source of light + being all alone. creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just remembered (after going out of the room) na its a friday the 13th today. Magisa ako kanina sa room, composing a creepy song that is sort of related to death. The thought gives me the creeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00068WURW.08.MZZZZZZZ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; My mom got us (family camera!) a Canon Ixus 5 megapix :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;julian, comment ka na dito was sa tagboard! hahaahhahahahah :P salamat. special mention! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered kanina, when i was composing a song while singing my heart out, di ako pinagpawisan. nung walang naman akong ginawa, i was soaked in sweat. haha. That means? ... &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana hindi. (tinamad talaga ako irewrite LAHAT ng sinulat ko...bridged vers. :)) )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111600458245879079?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111600458245879079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111600458245879079&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111600458245879079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111600458245879079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/05/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111591344701865063</id><published>2005-05-12T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T23:57:27.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philippine Science High School</title><content type='html'>Naglinis nanaman ako ng room ng rents ko ngayon! hahahaha. kaso di ko parin tapos, ano ba yan. tatapusin ko na talaga bukas. haha. Bat kaya ako lang ang bukod tanging naglilinis sa bahay namin? Daya. wala naman silang ginagawa eh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sa mga di nagaaikido dyan, ok lang, eexplain ko naman kung ano ung moves eh =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had aikido awhile ago. We repeated it from the start, parang clarification ng correct entry or whatever. We started from ikkyo(mother of all techniques sa aikido, it all boils down to this move)! ang saya :D Napartneran ko si Ryan, who is very good, and very detailed yung pagturo sakin ng move. Kaya yun, I got it naman. Pero when I was in front para gawin ung 4 last moves na ginawa namin, o_o ako. Nangingig pa legs ko kasi naka upo ako nang seiza (sitting position ng mga japanese, alam niyo yung parang nakafold ung legs beneath the hips? bsta, i think you got the idea) and di pa ako sanay sa seiza. So my legs got sort of numb. I was shaking while doing the moves! hahaha. Sabi tuloy sakin ni Sensei, Relax! I can't relax coz my legs were shaking on their own. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooo...itaas ang bandila ng mga lalaki! Philippine Science! Eto ang mga katagang sinasabi sakin ni sensei, hahaha. =D Nakakahiya nung sinabi niya "Philippine Science!!!" coz, I'm from that school and yet, I'm so slow! hahahaha :P oh well. I'll just do my best next time now that I sort of "corrected" my mistakes sa basic moves. I just hope na hindi na mauulit yung nangyari na after sabihin ni sensei ung Philippine Science, magkakamali ako. laftrip, haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang touching ng sinabi ni sensei in the end. hahaha. Matatalino daw kaming lahat, so we should use it. In fact, kung may medal daw siyang dala, isasabit saming lahat. awww. pero feeling ko yung mga girls lang sinasabihan nun eh. hahahahahahaha. Walangya yan. hoo, got to be optimistic nowadays huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color:white"&gt;Happy Birthday nga pala Angeline Dominique Panopio Maramo!!! &lt;/font&gt;hahaha :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111591344701865063?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111591344701865063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111591344701865063&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111591344701865063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111591344701865063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/05/philippine-science-high-school.html' title='Philippine Science High School'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111582375822925944</id><published>2005-05-11T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T23:02:38.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basura</title><content type='html'>wooo....ang ginawa ko lang buong araw ay maglinis ng kwarto ng rents ko...Feeling ko kasi gawain ko to eh and not theirs, pero feeling ko rin hindi ko to gawain. pero what the hell, I just cleaned up this room coz it's so messy. trash everywhere.sobrang gulo. Hindi ko pa siya tapos linisin, tomorrow na ung iba...pero all in a day's work ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just did this coz I can't stand disorganized things or what. Ewan ko ba, I'm a guy and guys really don't care if things are disorganized...Maybe not for me. Sure, I grew up in a messy environment...pero mas maganda naman siguro kung organized ung atmosphere around you diba? Kaya ko namang linisin eh, nakaexercise pa ko.Buti sana kung hindi ko kaya! hehe. Kung pwede ko lang linisin ang Pilipinas, astig sana eh. kaso kwarto nga lang, 1 buong araw na, hindi pa tapos. Pilipinas pa kaya. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro kung nagpulong pulong tayo tas nilinis natin ung bawat lugar natin, ang laki ng igaganda ng bansa natin no? haay. Pag nagi akong presidente, papalinisin ko muna ang Pilipinas tapos yung mga jobs. Jobs rin kasi ung dahilan kung bakit maraming magnanakaw eh...wala silang makuhang trabaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naisip ko lang, everyday na lang nagiincrease yung presyo ng kung ano ano. Dati yung exchange rate mga 40+ lang naiinis na tayo, ngayon 54++ na! pfft. Pano pa kaya sa year 2007 or kung ano man? PHP 100 na ang peso to dollar? damn that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naisip ko lang, ano kaya ang magagawa ko sa Pilipinas? Ano kaya ang maitutulong ko para lamang mapaganda at mapalinis ang Pilipinas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro magseset na lang ako ng example na maglinis ng kwarto. Pag lahat ng tao, naglinis ng kwarto, edi malinis ang surroundings nila.Tapos, magiging conscious na sila sa basura. Maiisip nila na hindi na sila magtatapon ng basura kung saan-saan. Common thought na kasi yun eh, "sus, tatapon ko lang to dito, may maglilinis naman eh" or "wala akong matapunan! dibale, ako lang naman nagtatapon dito eh. hehe". baka maenganyo pa tayong pulutin ung basura sa daan. ok lang yun, Dignity can be restored if everyone realized that what you're doing is right. Dibale nang magmukha tayong janitor, malinis lang natin ang kapaligiran. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro masyang magapply na janitor ano? makakatulong pa ko sa Pilipinas...hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111582375822925944?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111582375822925944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111582375822925944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111582375822925944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111582375822925944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/05/basura_11.html' title='Basura'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111574647663368407</id><published>2005-05-11T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T10:38:37.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout!</title><content type='html'>I have a New Layout! Tell me guys kung okay lang siya or what. Hope you like it. Actually, it's not yet finished, ill add up links sa side or something that. I drew that guy lang, haha, mukha pa talagang childish. lol. &lt;b&gt;comment kayo!&lt;/b&gt; salamat ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look down; Dancing Bananas and Kerots :P hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111574647663368407?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111574647663368407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111574647663368407&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111574647663368407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111574647663368407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-layout.html' title='New Layout!'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111574637459168099</id><published>2005-05-11T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T01:42:44.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...This is Aikido</title><content type='html'>I got this from Sensei awhile ago, and yeah, just posting it for the other aikidokas or whatever reason. heh. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="color:white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enhances strength, stamina and body coordination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promotes good mental and spritual attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and discipline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Develops awareness of danger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Develops fortitude and resilence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improves body reflexes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promotes calmness of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Develops inner energy and power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improves defensive moves as opposed to aggression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promotes peace and harmony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Develops awareness of respect towards fellowmen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...This is Aikido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111574637459168099?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111574637459168099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111574637459168099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111574637459168099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111574637459168099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-is-aikido.html' title='...This is Aikido'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111512814735786235</id><published>2005-05-03T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:43:17.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What makes a man...and a woman</title><content type='html'>Awhile ago, while we were practicing aikido in Makiling Dojo, I felt really weak and hopeless while doing the techniques/moves. I didn't understand anything and did'nt do the techiniques right while the others were just doing fine. I don't know if my dehydration (My mouth was VERY dry and I was gasping for air) added to my incapability of executing the techniques but maybe the others were better than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be that good in aikido but I know that I have patience to still try and try again. And of course, lets not forget that I didn't give up that easily even though I'm very thirsty (and actually drank 2 bottles of water, 2 large cups of coke and 1 medium coke after training) and feeling very weak because of the intense heat + the very thick Gi (uniform) we were wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, everyone ALWAYS excels at something and at the same time, suck at something. Of course, there is also a moderate status at something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be that good in Aikido, but I do possess the qualities of a true aikidoka. I will never give up &lt;i&gt; kahit magdugo nako sa sobrang pagod &lt;/i&gt;. I may not be good in basketball, but I am good at swimming. I may not be as good as others in dancing but I have a talent in singing which can be developed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not boasting about my talents, I am just proud of being bad at something than excel in everything. Then again, nobody is perfect. Being bad at something is a good thing. It's just like having problems - it builds our character and helps us realize the true meaning of life. We get to improve ourselves by simply knowing our weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah. hehehe :) Masyadong seryoso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to post these things, try them out. la lang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=300 align="center" border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Birth Month Is August&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/birthmonth/august.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attractive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily jealous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily angered (I AM NOT!!!! GRRRR! hehe joke lang.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learns to relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirsty for praise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving and caring &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brave and fearless &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extraordinary spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careful and cautious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independent thoughts ( I don't like being independent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angry when provoked (ummm..no.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to make friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive but not petty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too generous and egoistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takes high pride of oneself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to lead and to be led&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinks quickly and rationally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to console others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor resistance against illnesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firm and has leadership qualities &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talented in the arts, music and self defense&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/truebirthmonth/"&gt;What's Your True Birth Month?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be born in December. Actually, first try, December. tas yun, nung tinry ko ulit, august. Eh di ko na mabalikan ung December. heh ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=300 align="center" border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#00CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Japanese Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/japanesename/boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="+1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Souta Takahashi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/"&gt;What's your Japanese Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird name. sana something bolder or wilder. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=300 align="center" border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Inner European is Italian!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/european/italian.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passionate and colorful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You show the world what culture really is.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourinnereuropeanquiz/"&gt;Who's Your Inner European?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no comment. pero i like britain or france! haha :D italy is good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=300 align="center" border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is 60.00% Female, 40.00% Male&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both sensitive and savvy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/genderbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patay. hahahahahahahahhahaha! hindi nman lahat ng lalake dapat gross or something! baaah! *bad site*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=300 align="center" border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 12 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  12  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehehehe....actually nung una, 15 yrs. old. kaso boring eh! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;font color="red"&gt;love&lt;/font&gt; you guys. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111512814735786235?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111512814735786235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111512814735786235&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111512814735786235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111512814735786235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-makes-manand-woman.html' title='What makes a man...and a woman'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111508870031560274</id><published>2005-05-03T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T20:55:06.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>balance of happiness (nobela)</title><content type='html'>I just noticed yesterday that nothing lasts forever. Moments, things, creatures, and happiness have limits. Parang yung nangyari sakin, fluctuating ang luck and happiness ko...So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the house at 11:00 to go to the airport. My aunt arrived yesterday and I was SUPPOSED to go to town to meet up with bea, nika, johann, allie, jackie, etcetera etcetera. At 11:40, my aunt arrived, and we went to this sports club something to eat lunch. Talk about boring, we stayed there up until 2:45! I had a staring contest with the pink table while listening to Greyhoundz. I texted my mom (kahit magkatabi lang kami) na "Ma, 2:45 na". My mom told me to text my dad and I did what she said. After that, nothing really happened but AT LEAST, we left at 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But were not really going to town, or sumn - were going to eat sandosenang halo :(( AYOKO NA eh. So they ate halo halo (I ate crepe coz I was not in the mood to eat halo halo) and AS USUAL, they did'nt finish their treats so they all (mga halo halo, sira) landed on my tummy. It was the first time that I did'nt want to eat something sweet. I was listening to foo fighters para masayahan naman ako kahit papano. I looked so serious and did'nt even laugh at their jokes. So, my mom noticed, and told me to tell dad that its 4 na. I did'nt tell my dad coz my aunt was going to meet up with someone.YEEEEES. Finally. Pero as usual, tradmark ng family ko, we left at 4:15 (you noticed na almost exact ung time? Ganon ako ka bored at depressed) coz Goodbyes only lead to standing up and talking at a different place. HAAAAAAAAAAY. So eventually, we landed at our car at about 4:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Winala pa kami ng brother ko! we landed at a different floor sa elevator. Argh. I was singing Bamboo songs para hindi na ko maasar. wargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yun. I arrived at about 5:20 sa town and met up with bea and all. Sarah and jackie greeted me "geeeeeeeeelo"! so at least di na ko depressed. Haha. So we played percussion freaks, etc etc. (Bubbles hair is still freaky.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie and I went to Bea's house ng mga....I dunno when na,I was not really bored. So when we arrived at bea's house, we played the keyboards (and galing ni bea!). Then, we watched the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime, we watched Encantadia and to be honest, astig yung effects and props. Nagiimprove na ang Pilipinas kahit papano. hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ito na ung pinakadepressing part. haaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After jackie left, T. Cynthia and Bea asked me to watch a film about this Romeo and Juliet thing, play nila bea. Then suddenly, mga 3 minutes palang ng film, my mom texted me to go outside coz they're here na. Sabi ko na "wait lang, we'll just finish this film". So, T. cynth went outside to chat with my mom. After that we watched "Run", yung ginawa naming Movie! Nandidiri ako sa sarili ko, with the annoying voice, annoying shoulders, annoying NOSE (which is STILL annoying. grar) and all. I did'nt like the way I acted there. blargh. I did'nt notice na 1 hour have passed na pala :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I went to the car, puro sermon narinig ko! "Pinagantay mo kami ng 1 oras, ano ba! Hindi ka na pwedeng lumabas this month." etc. So I was silent in the whole ride and the only sentence I said was "Pinapanood ako nila T. cynthia ng video...!" So, my excuse was definitely a reject. So, I was grounded for the whole month of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pano na kaya ang birthday ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya kaya or what? stay at home the whole day? ARGHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's how my life happened yesterday. Nung una, depressed, tas masaya, then depressed again. :( Ayoko naaaaaaaa~....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111508870031560274?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111508870031560274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111508870031560274&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111508870031560274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111508870031560274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/05/balance-of-happiness-nobela.html' title='balance of happiness (nobela)'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111459726206679046</id><published>2005-04-27T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T18:21:02.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Circle of Friends in the Sauna and Steam room</title><content type='html'>Ayan! Made a post na hindi seryoso! About sa buhay ko! hahaha :D at first time ko nagpost na dalwang beses. *note note*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta kami sa gym (Fitness First, Alabang) kanina, and I think sumobra ang workout ko - Cosmic ng 1 hour (Cosmic cycling, yung stationary na bicycle kaso group activity to and it's an advanced class! TOO advanced for me). And what's worse, I forgot to bring an extra shirt na pampalit. I was dripping wet sa Cosmic coz it was too hot in my place (I'll never go there again) and...advanced nga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Cosmic, I had my PT (personal trainer) waiting downstairs. Guilty nga ako eh, I told him to come ng 9, i was late by 30 mins! hehe. E Free session pa naman un, last free PT session. Maan gusto ko ulit mag PT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang nakakapagod un. Lifting weights, etc...and then after that I had body balance! parang mga yoga yoga thing, But it's kinda relaxing..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yan. pagod na ko. So on to the circle of sauna and steam room friends! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami kong nakikilala sa steam room at sauna! I have no idea why dun pa, in all the places. haha. So i met this guy named Mishael. Nice name. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about the relationship between science and spritual something! Connection of science and the church. He's good in speaking, but I only understood a little coz i can't understand his deep words :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yun. boring no? haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukas na lang para aikido day! first time ata ako nasabihan ng very good ni sensei! hahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ni sensei jackie din ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111459726206679046?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111459726206679046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111459726206679046&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111459726206679046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111459726206679046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/04/circle-of-friends-in-sauna-and-steam.html' title='The Circle of Friends in the Sauna and Steam room'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111459609800857642</id><published>2005-04-27T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:41:48.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exaggerated! Exagerrated! Ex. Age, Rated!</title><content type='html'>"Ang stress nakakatanda".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The famous line of stress tabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...But do I look old? Well, yeah, of course but not as old as a 30++ year old person. It's only a matter of exaggeration. Yes folks, It's the power of exaggeration that makes gullible people believe. And of course, make everything seem so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice that the change that happened to the lady in the commercial was drastic? How the power of the make-up made her look so young and old? How the smile differed from each picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it's still exaggeration that empowers these factors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exaggeration makes something look noticeable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exaggeration may be good or bad. Like the duct tape, it always has the lighter side and the darker side. It connects broken things. It restores something to its proper form, but not as proper as the orginal one. Like exaggeration, it develops something to make it look better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also serves as an epitome for Life. If you exaggerate it too much, You'll be over acting and tend to exceed the limits of our body. If you don't apply exaggeration, you won't learn the life outside the boundaries of our houses and be too limited. We just have to apply balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balance makes you fit&lt;br /&gt;Balance makes you an ideal creature&lt;br /&gt;and balance does'nt make you look old. Connection? I don't know. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just found out that the word "Exaggerated" contains "ex. age, rated". It means that our previous ages matter, which comes down to our childhood years. Children don't have problems not like adults do. All they do is jump and play and roll around for all they care. They can easily win the heart of their parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the best reason is that they can Hug and kiss and say "I love you" to their family. I wish that every teenager could do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next post, I'll talk about our childhood memories! or maybe about what I did that day. Seryoso masyado eh! hehe =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all guys. :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...I will die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=300 align="center" border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Will Die at Age 85&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  85  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations! You take good care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're poised to live a long, healthy life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagewillyoudiequiz/"&gt;What Age Will You Die?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try nyo ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111459609800857642?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111459609800857642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111459609800857642&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111459609800857642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111459609800857642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/04/exaggerated-exagerrated-ex-age-rated.html' title='Exaggerated! Exagerrated! Ex. Age, Rated!'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111427176467874389</id><published>2005-04-23T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T00:00:20.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You and I are different</title><content type='html'>You and I are different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word "Different" has been known as a negative word pertaining to something or someone not being able to belong. In math, the word "Difference" shows the result of an equation after removing something. In our daily lives, when we do something different, we take the risk of being grouded for a month, breaking a couple of bones or even killing ourselves. Being different is a sin for the proper mannered people. Being different is a crime. Being different IS different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that thought is for the close minded people. You'll never escape the hazards of reality when all you do is think about doing the same routine you do everyday. Being different is more fun than that. Being different doesn't neccessarily mean changing your attitude or something. You can be different by trying a different sport, or by building up your confidence to be able to talk to someone you've never talked to before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't do different things if you know that you're not going to benefit from it. Fun isn't really everything, you have to discover the other stuff that makes being different a beneficial task. If you want to be different, you have to find the element of fun along with the word learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the things that make up the whole universe are different from each other. Plants, humans, asteroids, animals, cars, machines, grape jam, meatloaf, chocolates, and a whole lot more. Being different from each other is a gift from God that makes (me) into ME. If we are trying to be like someone, then we don't build ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, my head's blank now. I forgot what I was supposed to write in here. Oh well, I think I made my point now. hehe :D (what was I supposed to write...?) Probably I'll continue this entry some other day when my mind grasps this concept again. okie, goodnight ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111427176467874389?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111427176467874389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111427176467874389&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111427176467874389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111427176467874389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/04/you-and-i-are-different.html' title='You and I are different'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11753528.post-111296641952120349</id><published>2005-04-08T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T21:20:19.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple lang =D</title><content type='html'>Sisimulan ko lang ang simpleng blog na to...di ako marunong gumawa ng template kaya for the meantime, ganito muna...just going to introduce myself, bakit candiruuu.blogspot.com, ano ung bananas and kerots, at buhay ko...introduction nga....boring ba? hahaha =D ok lang yan....just read on. masaya to! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako si Angelo (tanong nyo na lang sakin ang lastname ko IN CASE interesado kayo....sino bang interesado sa ngalan ko? haha...)...isang student ng Philippine Science High School, at isang scholar na inc. 3rd year. Ang hirap ipasa ng mga grades, haha...so enough about that. Nakatira ako sa las pinas (far...) pero natutulog ako sa bahay ng tita ko pag school days....depends. Addict ako sa martial arts... gusto kong aralin lahat pero sabi ng sensei ko, don't crosstrain. so, aww...maybe I train martial arts till i reach old age. haha 'u' I'm a shy guy if it's my first time on something...so, ung typical na sunod lang ako ng sunod at walang ibang gagawin. pero pag hindi....walang hiya na ko. :D Nagtataglish ako sa mga entries na di seryoso...or bahala na ^-^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napansin nyo bang palagi akong nakangiti? =D It's a way for me to communicate to other people para gumaan loob nila. I don't really want them to hate me, that's why. Kaya I always wear this smile not unless i'm sick....haha..like right now :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Enough about me. hahaba lang yan ng hahaba eh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candiru....hmm...so lets see. Sila ung mga fishes that are also known as the "Vampire Fish". Bakit? Kasi they suck blood =P~ hehe...so, papano?&lt;br /&gt;They suck blood by going inside the gills of their prey then paralyze them by exposing their spikes/thorns on their neck. Tapos, they suck the blood of the fish ung the spikes on their neck...so parang binubutas din ata nila ung scales ung fish....haha.....astig no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yung mga candirus na yan, nakakadetect ng fish by the urea excreted by their prey...and then yun. So bat ako fascinated sa mga creatures na to? isipin mo na lang, tao ung umihi =D (bdw, walang ganito sa Pilipinas kaya ok lang umihi sa beach....JOKE LANG WAG NYONG GAGAWIN UN. haha gross) so, papasok ung fish sa ...uhh....butas....tas anong gagawin??? tama. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pano tangalin ung isda sa butas? Simple lang. I-aamputate lang naman. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ba't Candiruuu (tatlong u)? haha. Simple. Kasi di available ang Candiru. hahaha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang haba na...walangya....boring ba? haha. lalalalalalala~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bat Bananas and Kerots? kasi ganito yan....may parang band kami sa school na tinawag kong bananas and kerots...yun lang. simple. Kumanta ako ng Crazy for you. wahahahaha. kakataas ng balahibo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yan. Kung may gusto na lang kayong itanong sakin, tanong nyo sa comments....haba ba? haha...masayahin lang talaga mga posts ko kaya napapahaba ko....so...yon....ano mga pinaguusapan ko sa blog na to? kung ano ano. mga strange common knowledge sa buhay natin na di natin napapansin...so to give you an idea kung anong isususlat ko dito, visit nyo ung old at di ko na ginagamit na blog: www.tabulas.com/~yahiko25. I'll stop....here. Goodnight....see you guys next time....=D salamat sa pagbabasa (KUNG binasa nyo...haha =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love y'all. and i love aikido XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11753528-111296641952120349?l=candiruuu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/feeds/111296641952120349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11753528&amp;postID=111296641952120349&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111296641952120349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11753528/posts/default/111296641952120349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candiruuu.blogspot.com/2005/04/simple-lang-d.html' title='Simple lang =D'/><author><name>Angelo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02497643768997594714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y96/yahiko25/pogitalaga.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry></feed>
