<?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-2674868384705178671</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:46:07.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gin P. of Bcd</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-3591727324274293286</id><published>2008-12-16T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:16:49.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Livejournal - My Life, My Journal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsgintho.livejournal.com"&gt;www.itsgintho.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHOULD VISIT THIS ONE! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight so my social networking capability has increased to a higher level (I still dont have alot of it but I actuallyy have 4 SoNetworks and I update them just so you kno).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered this site called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIVEJOURNAL &lt;/span&gt;and I found out that you can post pretty much everything about you, your experiences and other stuffs you want. It's more like a blogger tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REASON WHY I SIGNED UP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I signed up because it's more like a blogger but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will post my experieces in a daily OR weekly basis&lt;/span&gt; cuz you see the difference between my posts in blogger and in livejournal. In livejournal, I post almost everyday stuffs (but trust me, it aint boring at all since Im posting interesting stuffs on it so no problemoo), and what has happened to me and just pretty much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;details of my life&lt;/span&gt; - what I want, what happened, my homies, skool, travel, hangouts, chillbacks, parties and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In blogger, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I post only SUPER interesting stuffs and happening&lt;/span&gt;s and I post relevant issues as well. So it's more like a more complex thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see the difference here, my blogger is for interesting updates about particular stuffs and my livejournal is just a journal but technically interesting as well. Just feel it aight. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://itsgintho.livejournal.com"&gt;itsgintho.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-3591727324274293286?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3591727324274293286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=3591727324274293286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/3591727324274293286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/3591727324274293286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/12/livejournal-my-life-my-journal.html' title='Livejournal - My Life, My Journal'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-4112130773316316215</id><published>2008-12-05T21:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:22:43.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mavie's 17th Birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday was prolly one of my hella fun experiences. It was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY Mavie&lt;/span&gt; day and we all come together (her ex-classmates, schoolmates and some barkadas) to her place and kickk the partayy all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUI8K2PzBBI/AAAAAAAAATM/PlTttCW94dI/s1600-h/IMG-01hjg51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 363px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUI8K2PzBBI/AAAAAAAAATM/PlTttCW94dI/s400/IMG-01hjg51.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278847870289773586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE BIRTHDAY GIRL&lt;/span&gt; with '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the Tequilla&lt;/span&gt;' of the night.&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw! If you havent known (which I kno most of you just dont), Mavie's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my classmate since Nursery so it's been hella decade of our friendship that we shared&lt;/span&gt; and I guess this is more like her party that I have ever attended for the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; first&lt;/span&gt; time. It's ok tho cos I kno it aint gonna b the last. Ryt ryt MavBabey? LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We placed everything on Mavie's backyard cos it's just a comftable place and a good place to do something. Just...something. So here are a couple of&lt;br /&gt;Dinner-ing Pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUI-T_caF3I/AAAAAAAAATU/xMDbeftYdXQ/s1600-h/IMG-0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUI-T_caF3I/AAAAAAAAATU/xMDbeftYdXQ/s400/IMG-0036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278850226400663410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So it's all basically dinner and took pics for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;(well not just for awhile cos lights were flashing everywhere everytime. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUI-T8-pZRI/AAAAAAAAATc/D-MrLBTBfnI/s1600-h/IMG-0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUI-T8-pZRI/AAAAAAAAATc/D-MrLBTBfnI/s400/IMG-0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278850225738966290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So here's everybody (well not everybody cos i think Kaye was the one taking the picture. hehe) eating the dinner, having fun and throwing some fun-smiles at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after dinner, we had a li'l fun playing wit the tequilla. LOL I kno I wasnt suppose to drink cos I dont wanna get drunk and I just dont wanna go home fckken sober for the rest of the night. But I couldnt control it (which was technically wrong. You ever think of that? LMAO). And together with tequilla, Mavie made a lemonade with Vodka-Absolute as others wait for their 'tequilla-turn' and it was damn gooood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJGFt4BQYI/AAAAAAAAAUs/JJW2tk1O7pc/s1600-h/IMG-0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJGFt4BQYI/AAAAAAAAAUs/JJW2tk1O7pc/s400/IMG-0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278858777259491714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANNE &lt;/span&gt;x &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVELLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take em vodkass out ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJFSsmy9RI/AAAAAAAAATk/49ix_9oftW4/s1600-h/IMG-0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJFSsmy9RI/AAAAAAAAATk/49ix_9oftW4/s400/IMG-0044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278857900745487634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STEVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open the tequilla my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJFS6r-n9I/AAAAAAAAATs/rgErAzImeoE/s1600-h/IMG-0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJFS6r-n9I/AAAAAAAAATs/rgErAzImeoE/s400/IMG-0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278857904525320146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bbq plus Lemonad-Vodka, whatta combo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJFTR2uPUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/QBKkgQFCrG4/s1600-h/IMG-0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJFTR2uPUI/AAAAAAAAAT8/QBKkgQFCrG4/s400/IMG-0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278857910744399170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I know it Kaye." LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJFwqVcrWI/AAAAAAAAAUc/WssY4_DwDAA/s1600-h/IMG-0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJFwqVcrWI/AAAAAAAAAUc/WssY4_DwDAA/s400/IMG-0130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278858415531928930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KEVIN &lt;/span&gt;x &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your turn Kev! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJFTn0c-4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/0OpBdlK-LMs/s1600-h/IMG-0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJFTn0c-4I/AAAAAAAAAUE/0OpBdlK-LMs/s400/IMG-0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278857916640459650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRED &lt;/span&gt;x &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIN &lt;/span&gt;x &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my drinkkk is yummmmmy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but definitely not the least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SUCK EM LADIESS. Yea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJFwy-c-eI/AAAAAAAAAUk/EomuI0Lm3Dw/s1600-h/hkjahsfhaf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJFwy-c-eI/AAAAAAAAAUk/EomuI0Lm3Dw/s400/hkjahsfhaf.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278858417851398626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I call them.. "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tequioo Chicks&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some pics we/they took throughout the night. It was hella fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJQXPjSeeI/AAAAAAAAAU0/BSJSmw1S0u4/s1600-h/IMG-0153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJQXPjSeeI/AAAAAAAAAU0/BSJSmw1S0u4/s400/IMG-0153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278870073473399266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIN &lt;/span&gt;x &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party was great we were there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJRdAStehI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rO4qQqPQvtM/s1600-h/IMG-0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJRdAStehI/AAAAAAAAAVc/rO4qQqPQvtM/s400/IMG-0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278871271968176658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Niggas: It must havent been coooool without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JC &lt;/span&gt;x &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KEVIN &lt;/span&gt;x &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GIN &lt;/span&gt;x &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJRdHCk-DI/AAAAAAAAAVk/qsWuG53a9qo/s1600-h/IMG-0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJRdHCk-DI/AAAAAAAAAVk/qsWuG53a9qo/s400/IMG-0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278871273779558450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUNNEY VELLEY&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I missed this chick badly, I needed to see her on Mavie's party.&lt;br /&gt;I was glad to see her fersherr. Havent hanged out with her like forevvver.&lt;br /&gt;Caption would be, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Till death do us part&lt;/span&gt;" (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJQYK2M-AI/AAAAAAAAAVM/WU2Dm4lBWG8/s1600-h/IMG-0202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUJQYK2M-AI/AAAAAAAAAVM/WU2Dm4lBWG8/s400/IMG-0202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278870089390422018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Faces of fckken soberr people. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the party, I was extremely tipsy I felt like imma fall with every step - not like that tho. Everybody went home but Steve, Winston and Fred decided to stay for awhile, chill at Mav's party with her parents and a cute girl named, Angela V. - she 's attractive, not because I was just drunk but she really is. But a couple of days after, she went to Manila to wait for her flight to the US. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really about to go home when I felt like those drinks damn hit me real hard that I can barely see everything. LOL so we decided to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sleep at Mavie's house&lt;/span&gt; (cuz she said it's really ok and fun as well. You know, talk for awhile). Haha went home at around 7 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS MAV! looove u. XD&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/2674868384705178671-4112130773316316215?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4112130773316316215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=4112130773316316215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/4112130773316316215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/4112130773316316215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/12/mavies-17th-birthday.html' title='Mavie&apos;s 17th Birthday.'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SUI8K2PzBBI/AAAAAAAAATM/PlTttCW94dI/s72-c/IMG-01hjg51.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-3170111662070411244</id><published>2008-11-27T20:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:48:36.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good to be BACKKK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was defntly a great day for me&lt;/span&gt;. LMAO! I finally attended their class and I was really happy. Yea! I missed my classmates and I really had to find way to transfer to their classes (like the post down under) and yeaaa I was lucky enough to persuade my teachers. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day, damn! I was basically &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;late &lt;/span&gt;for my Biology class so I had to plead for my bro to bring me to skool (we actually had a deal about it so it wasnt a big deal at all) and he did tho he was kinda irritated that I just woke him up. I aint selfish tho, I just dont wanna be late cuz I had to make a good impression to the teacher that I deserve to be backk! U know wham sayin??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6V9oum0FI/AAAAAAAAASU/pK3tkhmw5qw/s1600-h/SSL16134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 411px; height: 517px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6V9oum0FI/AAAAAAAAASU/pK3tkhmw5qw/s400/SSL16134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277820699462258770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our school's facade. (partially)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hella sleepy at class cuz I slept for like 6hrs and it wasnt really enough since I had to wake up at around 7-ish. Finally, our break (recesssss! LMAO) so first and foremost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6V96rHzXI/AAAAAAAAASc/iHUBueIX3ro/s1600-h/SSL16135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6V96rHzXI/AAAAAAAAASc/iHUBueIX3ro/s400/SSL16135.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277820704279481714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had to suckk up em sodas from the small store near the classroom (idk how to call it but they do some photocpoies n stuffs)! nd caffeine really works tho! LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then afterwards, we headed straight to one of my fave places in skool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6XENWu33I/AAAAAAAAAS0/8ggC94n0rtM/s1600-h/SSL16140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6XENWu33I/AAAAAAAAAS0/8ggC94n0rtM/s400/SSL16140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277821911885078386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CANTEEN Baby! Lemme tell you, we can chillax while we wait for the next period since it's fully air-conditioned and not cuhrazzy at all. (not to mention the way I compare it to the other one. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are some of the pics I took throughout the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6XDYwfYbI/AAAAAAAAASk/4FNfeLax9Ck/s1600-h/SSL16136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6XDYwfYbI/AAAAAAAAASk/4FNfeLax9Ck/s400/SSL16136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277821897766035890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bah-o-lo-gee teacher! I personally think that she's a smart teacher and definitely, NICE:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6XD9KKTpI/AAAAAAAAASs/oi4EO3hu1uQ/s1600-h/SSL16138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6XD9KKTpI/AAAAAAAAASs/oi4EO3hu1uQ/s400/SSL16138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277821907537383058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My classmates and you can apparently see them listening but theyre damn conceited as mofos they kno they're being shot. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;BTW: when it comes to numbers, girls are dominant! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6Xv2AldjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/lzsHN_eaVZY/s1600-h/SSL16142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6Xv2AldjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/lzsHN_eaVZY/s400/SSL16142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277822661532415538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To get rid of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valium effect&lt;/span&gt; (my modd of being sleepy. I call it that way to tease my teacher about medical stuffs. U dont wanna know! LMAO), ice cream on hand is the best remedy. And it kinda relaxes me as well:) - the teacher wont mind it tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So English is my next period and I kinda dont like the subject itself. I really hate research and brain storming works tho they say it can be very helpful nowadays. Say what? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6XwZwuMZI/AAAAAAAAATE/9ICzrAIPgdo/s1600-h/SSL16145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6XwZwuMZI/AAAAAAAAATE/9ICzrAIPgdo/s400/SSL16145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277822671129555346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Process Sheet which we had to accomplish at the end of the period. DAYUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After English, followed by 'routined' subjects...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After skool, I headed straight to the mall to grab merienda since I was starving from the last period of listening to boring classes. Haha damn baby, I couldnt control that valium effect anymore. LMAO my sister was waiting for me at the mall and she treated my at KFC before she goes to work (in which she had to finish for awhile). Thanks sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2674868384705178671-3170111662070411244?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3170111662070411244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=3170111662070411244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/3170111662070411244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/3170111662070411244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-to-be-backkk.html' title='Good to be BACKKK!'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/ST6V9oum0FI/AAAAAAAAASU/pK3tkhmw5qw/s72-c/SSL16134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-8685488147669824621</id><published>2008-11-21T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:30:12.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After 2 weeks..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So it's been pretty hard for me this week to do some stuffs in skool and I have to say I give up and I confess. LMAO&lt;br /&gt;This week hasnt been a good week for me since I wrote on my previous blog, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's still hard to adjust with my new classmates&lt;/span&gt;' which is bad cos I didnt get to throw some comftable jokes in the classroom. I was thinking about throwing a couple of fancy jokes about my biology class but I couldnt cos I was damn uncomftable,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; even only saying words&lt;/span&gt;.pheew So I had to shut my mouth for the last couple of days. I wasnt intimadated at all, I just thought that it would be pretty weird for me to do such thing. Try to imagine being with new unfamiliar people for the next two days and throw some jokes in front of the class. Oh man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm so today, I went to the skool to process my 'adjustment form' for my subjects cos Im transferring to my previous section. I was kinda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;hoping that I would get the thing cos it's apparently the 2nd week of classes and students are only allowed to adjust their subjects on the 1st week then NO MORE! but the good news is, I personally kno the evaluator so it was really easy for me to transfer without trynna give some lame excuses anymore. LOL so it was a no-sweat deal and they finally printed my new COR which has all the new subjects and sections on it. I was hella happy! LMAO I fckinn miss my ol' classmates and imma start attending their class this Monday. Amazing huh? HAHA&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/2674868384705178671-8685488147669824621?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/8685488147669824621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=8685488147669824621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/8685488147669824621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/8685488147669824621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/11/after-2-weeks.html' title='After 2 weeks..'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-6129130933715056347</id><published>2008-11-20T23:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:45:59.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Defntly Random.. and Weirdoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aight so here are a couple of photographs from a homie in US.&lt;br /&gt;(he actually asked me to publish these stuffs for some reasons (it's kinda personal and MSN is the only related stuff which knows all the issues about all these. LOL) JUST.. DONT ASK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SSWD7SpTwHI/AAAAAAAAASE/kLbCO2aePR4/s1600-h/DSC_0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SSWD7SpTwHI/AAAAAAAAASE/kLbCO2aePR4/s320/DSC_0729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270763993547653234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SSWD7ZrRspI/AAAAAAAAASM/qAIbb8aUabo/s1600-h/DSC_0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SSWD7ZrRspI/AAAAAAAAASM/qAIbb8aUabo/s320/DSC_0746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270763995434955410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm tho u'v been trynna thinking about those 'reasons', it's still hella hard figuring about it. haha if only I can post it right here, then he might kill me (no way! thats a lil bit exaggerating LMAO). Just dont think too much about the swag from these pics. haha&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/2674868384705178671-6129130933715056347?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6129130933715056347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=6129130933715056347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/6129130933715056347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/6129130933715056347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/11/defntly-random-and-weirdoo.html' title='Defntly Random.. and Weirdoo!'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SSWD7SpTwHI/AAAAAAAAASE/kLbCO2aePR4/s72-c/DSC_0729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-8246780680797938224</id><published>2008-11-19T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:37:32.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Hella Bothered!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been trynna figure out about random stuffs lately. Theres somethin that bothers myself and believe me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's not some psychological thing but it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;natural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Idk how to explain or to begin pouring this kinda shit outta me but Im hoping I can figure how to get things normal ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for example &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the way I treat people&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wrongly &lt;/span&gt;esp those who are damn close to me. Im sorry guys (u kno who u are). I kno that I've been acting kinda weird or theres somethin technically wrong about me and I kno it's pretty obvious that you urselves have noticed it too. There are just few stuffs that's goin on my mind right now esp some 'OWN' issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or probably because Im just hella stressed in skool - u kno, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adjusting with my new classmates which is fcken &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt; to do until now, knowing it's my 2nd week around em and still, I havent made a progression (I kinda reevaluate myself); uhh these buncha skool&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;assignments and works; these damn expensive books in which I have to buy within this week (as if Im the one buying it LMAO); my freakin schedules which most of em starts at 7am and ends at around 5 or sometimes 7pm!;and dealing with new unfamiliar teachers&lt;/span&gt;. Grrr! - But that's not the issue here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im still figuring out about this and Im sure only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God can help me&lt;/span&gt; answer all of these aside from myself! That's for sure!"&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/2674868384705178671-8246780680797938224?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/8246780680797938224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=8246780680797938224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/8246780680797938224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/8246780680797938224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-hella-bothered.html' title='Im Hella Bothered!'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-2946766828973395293</id><published>2008-11-15T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:48:50.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCARY Thang!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hotel 626&lt;/span&gt; is tha shiit mang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It scared my ass off! Haha it was pretty hilarious how I played that game cuz I was expecting some korny stuffs typa shit that I could handle, like totally chicken. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it did scare me off &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ferreal&lt;/span&gt;! LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;Well, some didnt get the thrill tho cos theyre wimp! haha They played it with people around them but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I played it alone&lt;/span&gt; (I was actually in my room and I turned off the lights and blast my laptop speakers - the instructions said so).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top that, when it got to the part where an insane guy turned the lights off, I ran out of my room and shouted. HAHA u dont wanna hear me scream man! LMFAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hotel626.com&lt;br /&gt;if u havent tried playing it. i suggest you do! Jk. And puhlease, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dont try to play it with some homies beside you cos ur just playin nonsense!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-2946766828973395293?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/2946766828973395293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=2946766828973395293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/2946766828973395293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/2946766828973395293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/11/scary-thang.html' title='SCARY Thang!'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-2412763165175218466</id><published>2008-11-13T23:22:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:42:46.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joel's Birthday Party at His Crib.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxNmFo3eyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/0yP8TWELWEE/s1600-h/SSL15893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxNmFo3eyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/0yP8TWELWEE/s400/SSL15893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268170980860590882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So Joel turns &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; and it was Thurs. night so they (other homies) went out to Rob to chill for awhile at around 5-ish and I wasnt with them cos I had to take care of something at church since I basically work there now (well, not full time. LOL only for like every Thurs. evening and Sunday morn. - thats pretty much good tho since I dont have anything else to do on those times). I texted Kevin not to tell Joel about the thing cos he might get upset about me not to show up in his partayy (idk if he cares at all LOL). I did everything I could tho so I ended up successful tryinna get out of the church since I was already done with everything. So I just head up to Joel's house to catch up on his party. Of course I brought my present to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I finally got there, I saw Kevin and others right outside the door so it was cool cos I didnt have to approach someone else anymore. I got inside and I saw Joel got out of the front door and ecstatically welcomed me. haha so I greet him a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday&lt;/span&gt; and took out the Bape cap out of the present bag to show it to Kevin cos Im selling it to him. (Joel was prolly expecting a gift tho so I didnt give it to him for the past few mins.). When I got inside their house, I finally gave him the present and he liked it YEA fersherr. His dad approached me to have something to eat and of course his mom gave something to me as well. So it was kinda warm. His family friends were there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we took a few pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxTwD6Sr6I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fUe_ToWZ6Nw/s1600-h/SSL15874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxTwD6Sr6I/AAAAAAAAAP8/fUe_ToWZ6Nw/s400/SSL15874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268177749265264546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Still eating. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxVU-YYaCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/25T5BRLkGbs/s1600-h/SSL15863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxVU-YYaCI/AAAAAAAAAQE/25T5BRLkGbs/s400/SSL15863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268179482947643426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another way of saying.."Im so glad to be here man!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxV4IN9FAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/gpzgCTwWAcQ/s1600-h/SSL15866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxV4IN9FAI/AAAAAAAAAQM/gpzgCTwWAcQ/s400/SSL15866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268180086883685378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jc holding my Bape cap in which he bought cos Kevin said, "it's not my genre."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont have the pic of my gift tho. (but anyway, it was a white "100% PINOY" shirt - kinda shirts which he definitely likes. The ones &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Francis M.&lt;/span&gt; sells.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we went to his room to play playstation. Listened to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Killerbee &lt;/span&gt;(Bacolod version of Magic 89.9) since our friend was a guest of the show. We actually listened and watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Amazing Race Asia&lt;/span&gt; at the same time. It was crazy tho and we cant concentrate on both stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxYS2n4-iI/AAAAAAAAAQk/llkI5PZC-4U/s1600-h/asdafhfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxYS2n4-iI/AAAAAAAAAQk/llkI5PZC-4U/s400/asdafhfa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268182745040353826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love these niggas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxc7CLvYnI/AAAAAAAAARE/bz-Ygo4TC2s/s1600-h/kjhkdxhkjxc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxc7CLvYnI/AAAAAAAAARE/bz-Ygo4TC2s/s400/kjhkdxhkjxc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268187833384788594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this pic: Me &amp;amp; Freddy playin PS and Jc tryinna sneak in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxbsA7MfvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/FL2MDD598v0/s1600-h/skehuieuie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxbsA7MfvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/FL2MDD598v0/s400/skehuieuie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268186475837292274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weird faces must never be forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxZdwacsYI/AAAAAAAAAQs/g1wjVsW7EJw/s1600-h/kjasfkjbadf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxZdwacsYI/AAAAAAAAAQs/g1wjVsW7EJw/s400/kjasfkjbadf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268184031863550338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;group pic 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxaqV3JPhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8zMFuQF2J38/s1600-h/aksdhkasdhasd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxaqV3JPhI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8zMFuQF2J38/s400/aksdhkasdhasd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268185347586080274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a group pic where everybody has to SMILE. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went home and we walked on the streets to find something to ride. Prolly a cab cos jeepneys were rare to find at all. LMAO! Idk how they made it. It was fun walking u kno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end this shii up, I just wanna say -&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday bro&lt;/span&gt;!-&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've seen your great transformation since the day we became friends and now I see that you're matured enough to handle life situations n stuffs. You'll always be my homeboy since you've made such great influence and shared a lotta fun in my life. HAHA (I aint getting emotional dude!) Stay cool and fresh as you/we are haha and dont take things too seriously aight. Uhh good luck with everything and God Bless you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you man! Im/We're always here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Much love, Dueces.&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/2674868384705178671-2412763165175218466?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/2412763165175218466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=2412763165175218466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/2412763165175218466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/2412763165175218466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/11/joels-birthday-at-his-house.html' title='Joel&apos;s Birthday Party at His Crib.'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SRxNmFo3eyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/0yP8TWELWEE/s72-c/SSL15893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-448672420662576609</id><published>2008-11-12T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:53:56.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Classmates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been pretty weird that Im actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old &lt;/span&gt;classmates anymore cos I transferred my section and I did it on purpose. I wanted to have new set of classmates and new environment kind of in school and it turned out to be 'unexpected' LOL. Idk how to say at all but Im pretty much overwhelmed with everything. Idk if it's better for me to stay in the section or not but all I know is, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's fcken hard to adjust with new set of people&lt;/span&gt; especially when you dont have someone, even a single person, that you kno. So my week has been complicated so far and idk if it'd stay consistently but Im hoping that I can get along with pretty much everyone even tho it's still hard to deal with different personalities. Man, it didnt turn out exactly the way it should be! Like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the way I expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sayin that theyre sorta not good or not approachable. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Theyre nice&lt;/span&gt;, actually. Like, they welcomed me warmly and they approached me, asking me a few stuffs. But I dont kno if the problem is with me or with them cos I still find it hard interacting with them in a way I do with my old classmates. (whenever I tell my old classmates about the whole situation, theyre like "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;see? we told ya&lt;/span&gt;!") and WTF?! hahaha I didnt kno that it will turn out this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that I could get over with this one and hopefully next week, it's all gonna be better.&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/2674868384705178671-448672420662576609?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/448672420662576609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=448672420662576609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/448672420662576609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/448672420662576609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-classmates.html' title='New Classmates.'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-1319045590356301794</id><published>2008-11-04T17:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:21:23.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying Away. HAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Im going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANILA &lt;/span&gt;tomorrow. It's gonna be a whole lotta fun and im hella excited!&lt;br /&gt;Imma be meeting some of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cousins &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends &lt;/span&gt;as well.&lt;br /&gt;Pheew, at last! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Reunion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;baby. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Go to random malls, shop til I drop, parties &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chillbacks at my cuzs' house&lt;/span&gt; are basically just a few things that imma b doing there since everything has been planned already. Like NO PROBLEMOO. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll post everything I got as soon as Im back in Bcd!&lt;br /&gt;It'd be a lot fersherr!)&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/2674868384705178671-1319045590356301794?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/1319045590356301794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=1319045590356301794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/1319045590356301794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/1319045590356301794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/11/flying-away-haha.html' title='Flying Away. HAHA'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-7563104490819829928</id><published>2008-11-02T16:16:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:20:38.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feast of the Dead. (idk how to translate it)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL SAINTS Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a VERY sunny day and it was so humid that I couldnt even decide if Im going with my parents out of town or not. I was kinda exhausted about last night cos I went to Star Mart and chilled with my cousins (i was supposed to go to Mushu instead tho) for like the whole night and then all of a sudden, there were a bunch of people txting, inviting me to go to Mushu. Haha I didnt even have a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'suitable' &lt;/span&gt;costume that night, how ma able to go and attend the party appropriately? But at least I still had fun wit em tho, sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally decided to go with my parents out of town and head to Pontevedra (where my granny's-mother side are living) and visit a couple of cemeteries there. It was around 9 when we left the house (only my parents and my cousins left-my bro went with his homies and sis went with her bf out of town as well). We hit the road and headed to the destination. It was kinda fun travelling cos i get to see interesting stuffs on the street like people who are representing different kinds of drama. haha u know wha'm sayin? I was expecting to see a lot of people and traffic roads but there were only like few of em. Probably because it's still morning and crowds werent not yet ready for stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, so here are some pics i took throughout the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ2SCZSTZ6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/MhgNwze5_2s/s1600-h/SSL15442copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ2SCZSTZ6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/MhgNwze5_2s/s400/SSL15442copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264024109311027106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ma and Pa. Obviously driving along a not-so busy road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ2q1-uKWKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cf9cFf12RQQ/s1600-h/SSL15444+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ2q1-uKWKI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cf9cFf12RQQ/s400/SSL15444+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264051383812380834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Properly Parked, Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ6o2-DIp5I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ap3l1F4e-74/s1600-h/SSL15446+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ6o2-DIp5I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Ap3l1F4e-74/s400/SSL15446+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264330676765239186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the cemeteries we went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ6uLL33htI/AAAAAAAAAOw/knh34V-4vY0/s1600-h/SSL15449+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ6uLL33htI/AAAAAAAAAOw/knh34V-4vY0/s400/SSL15449+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264336521631598290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sitting at the top of the coffin house (i call it that way LMAO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ6vxM3hglI/AAAAAAAAAO4/GnmcXmBydXc/s1600-h/SSL15452+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ6vxM3hglI/AAAAAAAAAO4/GnmcXmBydXc/s400/SSL15452+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264338274245247570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my dead uncles that I've never seen since I was young :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ6wM-dovnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lq3_XIAkUmY/s1600-h/SSL15464+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ6wM-dovnI/AAAAAAAAAPA/lq3_XIAkUmY/s400/SSL15464+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264338751414910578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was damn tired so I took a nap for awhile listening to my iPod's '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love Songs&lt;/span&gt;' playlist.&lt;br /&gt;Im act'ly lying on the coffin house of my great grandmother who died at the age of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;105&lt;/span&gt;. Dayum, shes a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;legend&lt;/span&gt;! LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight so after we visited a couple of cemeteries out of town, we went straight to the mall to grab some stuffs since we're kinda tired and hungry at the same time. Again, I grabbed some foods from KFC and I actually went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;organic &lt;/span&gt;because it's Saturday! Im not a complete vegetarian every Saturday tho. I just want to balance my meals and kick it with food plans.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered Caesar salad from KFC and then took it out and my parents ordered some stuffs from Chow King. Pheew, at last! After a loooong day, we can definitely relax for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ6xAwzKSjI/AAAAAAAAAPI/t6hyGIgvN4Y/s1600-h/SSL15469+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ6xAwzKSjI/AAAAAAAAAPI/t6hyGIgvN4Y/s400/SSL15469+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264339641100290610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caesar salad from KFC. Looks yummy, doesnt it? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;And after 10 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ6ybR3HKzI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/yxisIa9KRfE/s1600-h/SSL15471+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ6ybR3HKzI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/yxisIa9KRfE/s400/SSL15471+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264341196163459890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There you go baby! HAHA Homie gotta eat tho. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we watched a movie called "My Only You" and it was freakin hilarious like I couldnt stop laughing all the time. Haha At first, I didnt go after the movie because I thought it's like some typical comedy and all that. I was act'ly aiming to watch "House Bunny" LMAO! But my parents didnt want me to watch it for some reasons. U know wha'm talkin about. haha So yea, I decided to just go with em. I didnt regret it somehow tho :)&lt;br /&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/2674868384705178671-7563104490819829928?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7563104490819829928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=7563104490819829928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/7563104490819829928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/7563104490819829928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/11/feast-of-dead-idk-how-to-translate-it.html' title='Feast of the Dead. (idk how to translate it)'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQ2SCZSTZ6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/MhgNwze5_2s/s72-c/SSL15442copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-819983969366290866</id><published>2008-10-31T23:45:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T01:38:55.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Boredom PART II: Evening..</title><content type='html'>So as the previous blog states and i quote, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my Friday is damn boring a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nd i need to go somewhere else aside from being just outside the house. I need to go somewhere good to chill for awhile and fill my empty stomach! grrr&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being bored is something I could tolerate but not that long enough esp when my stomach got on it's own thing again and starts to make some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bubble&lt;/span&gt;-sounds. lol Naturally, I gotta EAT not just a simple meal but a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIG &lt;/span&gt;one as much as possible. lmao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally suggested my mom to come with me and grab a meal for both of us (since she was hungry as well, sorta) [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well, it's not that we dont have food in the house but we need something to fill our stomach for good&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u know wha'm sayin&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im pretty sure u do&lt;/span&gt;.] My mom didnt want to leave 'Nanny Inday' in the house so she decided to take her with us (and baby Elle too [:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQsrMGghzGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/SwluiDu673A/s1600-h/SSL15388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQsrMGghzGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/SwluiDu673A/s400/SSL15388.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263348076418026594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going outta subdivision.&lt;br /&gt;And hit the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQsrM4xmuGI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wU97TpncZDI/s1600-h/SSL15400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQsrM4xmuGI/AAAAAAAAAMg/wU97TpncZDI/s400/SSL15400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263348089911425122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Busy streets of Bacolod City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we're at SM and apparently, the first thing we did was find a fastfood/resto near the Parking Lot and we ended up ordering a bunch of good and yummy foods from Chow King. Yummy! But I decided to go on different thang so I ordered some from KFC. The legend classic chicken fillet, fries and soda. Haha I finally did it homie! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered extra rice cos i saw that my nanny's plate and the others as well has a lot of foods in it which i was sure she couldnt eat all, like everything. And unfortunately, my stomach didnt have enough space to eat the KFC meal. I still tried tho (scroll down to know why I decided to eat it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQsvqgWkvnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1YyyeC1AJxc/s1600-h/SSL15405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQsvqgWkvnI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1YyyeC1AJxc/s400/SSL15405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263352996798185074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didnt have enough appetite to finish all this (because of the damn-good-looking chinese foods) but when my cousin told me in a very melancholic voice, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;people are striving in Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;", i took a shot to eat it and decided to pack like half? to bring home just in case need em. haha thanks cuz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQsvrBmRYOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9Ug3e_yQgH0/s1600-h/SSL15406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQsvrBmRYOI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9Ug3e_yQgH0/s400/SSL15406.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263353005722394850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So these were the foods that attacked. Kinda '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;' for an individual right? And for baby Elle as well (the milkk) lol&lt;br /&gt;And after half an hour (i guess?)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQsvroGuYgI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-qan3ukXy5E/s1600-h/SSL15418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQsvroGuYgI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-qan3ukXy5E/s400/SSL15418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263353016059060738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DANDANANANDANAN! Finish em good. Oh My!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I helped my mom to pick up some groceries cos obviously, it's gonna b a busy day tomorrow since it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;All Saints Day&lt;/span&gt;. Awhoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQs5XrPVhYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/1_OdZ-Appms/s1600-h/SSL15429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQs5XrPVhYI/AAAAAAAAANQ/1_OdZ-Appms/s400/SSL15429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263363668419380610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pic says it all: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever you eat, always brush your teeth afterwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQs6u_pwOUI/AAAAAAAAANg/U8Z6WMpR64U/s1600-h/SSL15431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQs6u_pwOUI/AAAAAAAAANg/U8Z6WMpR64U/s400/SSL15431.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263365168547510594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panel of Idiots&lt;/span&gt;"; Jc and Fred also belong here. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQs7xqw8iOI/AAAAAAAAANo/gx4kLnm_FNE/s1600-h/SSL15427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQs7xqw8iOI/AAAAAAAAANo/gx4kLnm_FNE/s400/SSL15427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263366313991768290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the Supermarket. Took a pic while queuing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQs-VcX9X7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/kJVM7Y5sce4/s1600-h/SSL15434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQs-VcX9X7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/kJVM7Y5sce4/s400/SSL15434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263369127627415474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the pic I took when I got home. I was actually preparing for Halloween Party at Mushu when all of a sudden, there was a changed plan. haha Nevermind the reason tho.&lt;br /&gt;Rollo and I were suppose to go there. Idk if he did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats it for now guys. I'll leave you with greetings, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY ALL-SAINTS&lt;/span&gt; (is there such thing?)".lol&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/2674868384705178671-819983969366290866?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/819983969366290866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=819983969366290866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/819983969366290866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/819983969366290866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-boredom-part-ii-evening.html' title='Friday Boredom PART II: Evening..'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQsrMGghzGI/AAAAAAAAAMY/SwluiDu673A/s72-c/SSL15388.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-837426790430218205</id><published>2008-10-31T15:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:47:28.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Boredom Part II: Morning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aight so it's Friday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again &lt;/span&gt;(like a week since my last post) and i was freakin bored stayin at my house all day long. I was act'ly msging Jc and Fred if they had any plans or whatever but we ended up asking the same thing to each other so it was kinda crazy.lol I really dont kno what else to put here but im pretty much sure that ya'll gonna b checking this out since i really worked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt;? for these stuffs. Just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I apologize for being so crappy guys but i took these pictures out of randomness. haha pictures speak for themselves obviously lol&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQrAXgrGoXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0CLCyes-2OU/s1600-h/SSL15385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQrAXgrGoXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0CLCyes-2OU/s400/SSL15385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263230624676094322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang kahoy sa gwa balay&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQrAXc1QqJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RVJpDI6MmhQ/s1600-h/SSL15384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQrAXc1QqJI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RVJpDI6MmhQ/s400/SSL15384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263230623644952722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang akon nga shadows&lt;/span&gt; (i wore shorts obviously"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQrAXEsU86I/AAAAAAAAAL4/rFHXLsLEGy8/s1600-h/SSL15382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQrAXEsU86I/AAAAAAAAAL4/rFHXLsLEGy8/s400/SSL15382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263230617165034402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang ulo sng balay namon&lt;/span&gt;" lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQq_CvHxHXI/AAAAAAAAALo/_q4yV4zZ_wU/s1600-h/SSL15378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQq_CvHxHXI/AAAAAAAAALo/_q4yV4zZ_wU/s400/SSL15378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263229168265534834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang tag-iya sng akon nga camera&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQq_CTGLmYI/AAAAAAAAALg/TA0Qe9hF_M8/s1600-h/SSL15377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQq_CTGLmYI/AAAAAAAAALg/TA0Qe9hF_M8/s400/SSL15377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263229160742689154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang hapin sng lamesa&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pati mga amu pa gd ni ya bala haw&lt;/span&gt;)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQq_CMZWNjI/AAAAAAAAALY/4cyj7lNlViA/s1600-h/SSL15349+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQq_CMZWNjI/AAAAAAAAALY/4cyj7lNlViA/s400/SSL15349+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263229158944028210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang salon-salon nga tuktokon&lt;/span&gt;" haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQq_BzHPYuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Tch49ynN9sM/s1600-h/SSL15341+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQq_BzHPYuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Tch49ynN9sM/s400/SSL15341+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263229152157197026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ang telepono ko nga pagalpalon&lt;/span&gt;" lmao!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQrAXjeIZnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cKzCziA9H1s/s1600-h/SSL15386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQrAXjeIZnI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/cKzCziA9H1s/s400/SSL15386.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263230625426990706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sulod-gwa balay ko&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As what i said, im raelly sorry guys if both thte pictures and the captions are a li'l bit crappy. haha&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; only a result of boredom tho&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Imma be posting another one guys so keep checking it out and thanks for dropping by. :]&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/2674868384705178671-837426790430218205?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/837426790430218205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=837426790430218205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/837426790430218205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/837426790430218205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/10/boredom-again-and-theres-reason-why-i.html' title='Friday Boredom Part II: Morning..'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQrAXgrGoXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/0CLCyes-2OU/s72-c/SSL15385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-4360289145469752290</id><published>2008-10-25T00:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T01:36:54.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friday, like any usual Fridays. But this Friday was a lil bit different cos it was like a one big &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;get-away from skool&lt;/span&gt; days. Yea! So what do u expect us to do in this particular situation?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;HANG OUT Fersherr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lemme break it all down for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*went to Sidestreet (WNU) to meet up with Elfred. He had been &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waiting for hours&lt;/span&gt; and nobody showed up to accompany him. Good thing I read his msg earlier and got everything done as soon as possible lol. Sorry Fred! But thanks to me somehow.&lt;br /&gt;*Jc finally showed up at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;*went to La Salle for Fred's enrollment.&lt;br /&gt;*afterwards, went to Rob.&lt;br /&gt;*HUNGRY baby! So we went to Mr. Donut Lacson to grab some Dough Nuts and Bubblegum Soda (whatever you call it)&lt;br /&gt;*then strolled along Lacson again and shop-hopped. lol&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIFvsbfjeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LwBfEUo2DoM/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284805%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIFvsbfjeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LwBfEUo2DoM/s400/Slammin%27+pic%284805%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260773631660625378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool, Fly, we soar sky high! lol&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fred, Gin, Jc&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;" is for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;hype&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIDznXfm2I/AAAAAAAAAKo/H92NKfeuPus/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284802%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIDznXfm2I/AAAAAAAAAKo/H92NKfeuPus/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284802%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260771499997895522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JC doin his '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt;' sign. - Spot the Not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIAwJ3mE3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/I_I6V98jez8/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284807%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIAwJ3mE3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/I_I6V98jez8/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284807%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260768142004982642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"How ya doin Joe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIAwHxU_lI/AAAAAAAAAKI/iHDyhdrjgyQ/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284808%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIAwHxU_lI/AAAAAAAAAKI/iHDyhdrjgyQ/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284808%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260768141441826386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close as Shut bruh! (dont get it? open your dictionary) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIAwagM-_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tEjbdqrj0sU/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284809%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIAwagM-_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/tEjbdqrj0sU/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284809%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260768146470271986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my dope homie right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIAw08vOiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/5PXwb09Pi2s/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284815%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIAw08vOiI/AAAAAAAAAKY/5PXwb09Pi2s/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284815%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260768153569278498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please dont! Eyes on the road. :] JK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIAxDpifkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TUJS_P81ZSY/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284811%29+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIAxDpifkI/AAAAAAAAAKg/TUJS_P81ZSY/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284811%29+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260768157515284034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outside SM: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star&lt;/span&gt; sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a couple of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt; parts of the day you kno. But i wont tell u guys, because it could b apparently 'mayabang' and it wasnt fun fooling anybody at all. Sorry for those who i fooled tho. Really :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to SM and saw our parents there. haha&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/2674868384705178671-4360289145469752290?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4360289145469752290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=4360289145469752290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/4360289145469752290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/4360289145469752290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday.html' title='Friday.'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIFvsbfjeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LwBfEUo2DoM/s72-c/Slammin%27+pic%284805%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-7390935583722100402</id><published>2008-10-23T23:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T01:39:13.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Masskara '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basically, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; month of October is known as the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Masskara days/month&lt;/span&gt; for Bacolodnuns and most def, Filipinos as well. It's one of many Filipino festival which is technically much anticipated by people in Bacolod or people all over the Phils. Not to mention the success it made since last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aight so let me break it down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Align Center" class="gl_align_center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I had a mind of my own (lol fully matured person in my opinion), I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;liked going to Masskara festival and roam around the city like going to crowded places and all that. I used to chill at my house ALONE if possible just to get rid of those kinds of places. Even if my friends would call me over the phone and kick treats somewhere around the city. But last year, when the festival finally kicked in along &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lacson St.&lt;/span&gt;, I gave it a shot to go and join the club for over years. Man, it had been a while since i havent gone to any Masskara events in the city. So when I finally got to Masskara event in Lacson &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for the first time&lt;/span&gt;, I was sooo fascinated of how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;different &lt;/span&gt;and absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cool &lt;/span&gt;it was. It wasnt like those typical event I've seen over the years. It was way too fun and exciting! (i think i should mention the kind of people walking around/along Lacson. Dayum man! haha u can obviously see the difference of people in Lacson than people in Plaza). Im not discriminating or putting down people who like Plaza more than those who like Lacson but u can def see the cool and comftbale ambience of Lacson than in Plaza. Plaza was act'ly one of my major reasons why I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna be around the city during the festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The success of the parties in Lacson became a huge impact for people around the city to just crave for the festival to be held in Lacson &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there they go! They held it in Lacson one more time and it was a blast let me tell you. It was absolutely fun and exciting. I think it would take me centuries to write everything about my 'three-day experience of fun' so let me just summarize it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Inez's birthday celebration. We ate at 18th St. Palapala with her classmates and friends. Of course with her mom and dad too. Cousin Rollo and I took a couple of pictures and it was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;very lucky coincidence&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maja S.&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;John P.&lt;/span&gt; were there and they sat just behind our table. We can like, evesdrop of what they were talking. Maja was a suuuuper gorgeous girl. She's so cute! We didnt have a chance to take our pics with them tho. The securities were so tight! But we understand the fact that they were still eating and we respected it. lol&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to McDo to meet up with Chelz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQCfqxVaoXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UnJ2xkvAw6k/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284773%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQCfqxVaoXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UnJ2xkvAw6k/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284773%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260379921915224434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Cuz, madalman ka!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQCgsNB0toI/AAAAAAAAAJw/r8pHFr6y2DA/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284770%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQCgsNB0toI/AAAAAAAAAJw/r8pHFr6y2DA/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284770%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260381046040737410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maja and John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIHABDJBuI/AAAAAAAAALA/oVDJKsTX-b8/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284776%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIHABDJBuI/AAAAAAAAALA/oVDJKsTX-b8/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284776%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260775011585165026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drumbeaters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQCfrPiUP1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/6lFf9rVBa3M/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284775%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQCfrPiUP1I/AAAAAAAAAJY/6lFf9rVBa3M/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284775%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260379930022395730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackets are made for walkin' :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Jc and Elfred at Lacson; went to Mushu to partayy; McDo and took pics; walked and walked; watched bands etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQCgrnI0czI/AAAAAAAAAJg/rGySCqeSSo4/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284779%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQCgrnI0czI/AAAAAAAAAJg/rGySCqeSSo4/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284779%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260381035869532978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walkin with my two homies! It couldnt been that fun without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQC0_BRyCJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/iovuBvxx84Q/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284781%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQC0_BRyCJI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/iovuBvxx84Q/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284781%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260403359536515218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chill dude! (my pants!!! oh my! hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIG_gAl-HI/AAAAAAAAAK4/UzIuUAnQUR0/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284778%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQIG_gAl-HI/AAAAAAAAAK4/UzIuUAnQUR0/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284778%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260775002716108914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damn you Joe! haha "ang chura!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQCgr63A6fI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MAbTzBxO1As/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284784%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQCgr63A6fI/AAAAAAAAAJo/MAbTzBxO1As/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284784%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260381041163561458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;McDo's backdoor. lol drinking Pineapple Juice! There were no sodas for awhile :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanged out with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Johnians &lt;/span&gt;(girls who go to St. John's Institute). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sofia &lt;/span&gt;were really friendly ya know! Like we've only met once (that Friday) but they invited me to chill with them that night. It was pretty fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-7390935583722100402?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7390935583722100402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=7390935583722100402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/7390935583722100402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/7390935583722100402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/10/masskara-08.html' title='Masskara &apos;08'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQCfqxVaoXI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/UnJ2xkvAw6k/s72-c/Slammin%27+pic%284773%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-5518177913800680621</id><published>2008-10-22T20:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:24:42.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amateur Photograph: Result of Boredom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;took a couple of random &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amateur&lt;/span&gt; photography pics just to show my potential. like i was damn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bored&lt;/span&gt; stayin at my house all day and i didnt know some stuffs to do to get rid of it. So i took these..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQAWLR1p8TI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9oE8xFZf_cM/s1600-h/SSL15104+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQAWLR1p8TI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9oE8xFZf_cM/s400/SSL15104+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260228747791561010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQAWLk5-fHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/M0bpLWojr2Q/s1600-h/SSL15105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQAWLk5-fHI/AAAAAAAAAIw/M0bpLWojr2Q/s400/SSL15105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260228752909958258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha i need ur comments guys! :] drop some! aight? thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! theres still three of em left in my camera. haha i almost forgot to post. but here they are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQAYAGH3AXI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ws2M3UVX7Fc/s1600-h/SSL15112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQAYAGH3AXI/AAAAAAAAAI4/ws2M3UVX7Fc/s400/SSL15112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260230754691383666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Most Popular Flower in Bacolod (i guess?)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQAYAYJ8m7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/wiMmGN1jU84/s1600-h/SSL15120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQAYAYJ8m7I/AAAAAAAAAJI/wiMmGN1jU84/s400/SSL15120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260230759531977650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; Early Christmas Tree"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQAYAKDGYEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AzkOabVL1Dg/s1600-h/SSL15121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQAYAKDGYEI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AzkOabVL1Dg/s400/SSL15121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260230755745161282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"A View From the Outside"&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/2674868384705178671-5518177913800680621?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/5518177913800680621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=5518177913800680621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/5518177913800680621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/5518177913800680621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-boring-day.html' title='Amateur Photograph: Result of Boredom'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SQAWLR1p8TI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9oE8xFZf_cM/s72-c/SSL15104+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-4788781778640807776</id><published>2008-10-04T23:14:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:44:25.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 4, 2008: My Birth-DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a sunny and a lil bit colder than 'its' yesterday lol. Woke up at around 8 or something (pretty much excited for the blast haha) and then when i went out of my room, mom was act'ly  the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;first &lt;/span&gt;one to greet me&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;, like personally. It was around 1 cos i was awake and still reading msgs from my homies nd other buddies lol. They really pulled some effort to wake up and greet me at exactly 12am. They &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;want to be the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt; one, thats what I was guessing lol. But I appreciated it REAL good tho. It was so coo reading the msg of my homegirl Kc at exactly 12 wid some dedication nd stuffs. Thanks Kc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that morning, mom and I went to a nearby mall to pick up some groceries. I had my haircut (like the usual look) and then went straight to Robinson's to meet up wid some homies. So I met up wid Jc and i was expecting Daniel to come cos  i had invited him on the phone like a couple of times and act'ly called him several times as well but he didnt answer any of it. He just left a msg saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he couldnt come cos he had to attend his NSTP. One absent and the subject will be dropped&lt;/span&gt;. But anyway, it was ok tho altho i expected him to come. So Jc and I strolled in the mall for awhile waiting for my cousin to arrive. But he didnt show up on the expected time so we just grabbed lunch at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shakey's&lt;/span&gt; together wid Chuck (I was annoyed with him act'ly, so was Jc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoJa8nqdqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DVKlmpmucL4/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284713%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoJa8nqdqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DVKlmpmucL4/s400/Slammin%27+pic%284713%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254022273834841762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday boy throwin a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoJ3vmfMlI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SNIEawXTifY/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284710%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoJ3vmfMlI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/SNIEawXTifY/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284710%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254022768556454482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chuck (doin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt; sign), Jc (in black), and the birthday boi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoKYLvEKMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KY3aEmXbY5E/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284717%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoKYLvEKMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/KY3aEmXbY5E/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284717%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254023325864437954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's Taters vs. Shakeys. haha just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoJ4PD-DdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/h3kNGZkgBLM/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284716%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoJ4PD-DdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/h3kNGZkgBLM/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284716%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254022777001610706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finished that thang! Pheeew &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bunch of Lunch&lt;/span&gt; was off the chain.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted my cuz to just go straight to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mac &lt;/span&gt;as soon as he was done wid some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;We met up there together with Mitch (hes a guy)&lt;br /&gt;I treated them lunch and stuffs. (didnt take pictures tho) and then we went to a building whatever to fetch some &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;girls.&lt;/span&gt; awww but it didnt happen tho (SISTER attack!) lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoR_9SHpxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZuNcGZ9SF1c/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284718%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoR_9SHpxI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZuNcGZ9SF1c/s400/Slammin%27+pic%284718%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254031705761097490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this pic: Me, Rollo and Mitch&lt;br /&gt;Messed up plan. We just left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Jc and I went to SM to spend the rest of the afternoon and then treated him for some slushy drinks to get rid of '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tire-ness&lt;/span&gt;' lol. So it was time for us to go home but I didnt cos i had to go straight to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;church&lt;/span&gt; and celebrate my birthday wid them.&lt;br /&gt;Ordered stuffs from &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jollibee&lt;/span&gt; and delivered. They prayed for me and then foooody time! yea!&lt;br /&gt;Im so glad that everybody was happy and they enjoyed it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoUX-UcBuI/AAAAAAAAAHg/fYk2QNLye4E/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284723%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoUX-UcBuI/AAAAAAAAAHg/fYk2QNLye4E/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284723%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254034317379372770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Backup singers hit it off with their blending voices :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoUYFYyc-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Ul452_pTwjo/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284728%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoUYFYyc-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/Ul452_pTwjo/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284728%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254034319276667874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seems like they're really enjoying the meal hehe.&lt;br /&gt;They were a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUGE &lt;/span&gt;part in my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, that evening, my parents fetched me and then we went to '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;ogrille sa Baybay&lt;/span&gt;' for dinner cos i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loooove &lt;/span&gt;it there. Lemme tell you, the place is cozy with all of those acoustic sensations. It was a relaxing, cool and definitely a nice place to chill wit the fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoPVLaF5HI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZsMzgTVu0oQ/s1600-h/SSL14904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoPVLaF5HI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZsMzgTVu0oQ/s320/SSL14904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254028771795002482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chillen.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoPVYmEfUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/QxAY7hIYDQg/s1600-h/SSL14914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoPVYmEfUI/AAAAAAAAAHI/QxAY7hIYDQg/s320/SSL14914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254028775334903106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this pic: Me, Cardz, Sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoPVVoVzeI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oUyR6pxVeNM/s1600-h/SSL14909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoPVVoVzeI/AAAAAAAAAHA/oUyR6pxVeNM/s320/SSL14909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254028774539120098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Texting.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoPVJJGm-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/OkY8xPxak5s/s1600-h/SSL14908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoPVJJGm-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/OkY8xPxak5s/s320/SSL14908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254028771186875362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joketime.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoXlCpLyWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XB7pAte7_Xk/s1600-h/SSL14929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoXlCpLyWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/XB7pAte7_Xk/s320/SSL14929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254037840413313378" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Uh oh. Not a good view. Was getting my hanky. lol&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoXlWK68oI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_YZPxUX3LNU/s1600-h/SSL14933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoXlWK68oI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_YZPxUX3LNU/s320/SSL14933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254037845655089794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While watching the fascinating fireworks display.&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, it was a coincidence that there were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt; filling up the black sky and it was a beautiful view to end my celebration (lol as if they were for me haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sis, Time Out, Went Home, Happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a memorable day and totally fun! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;BEST BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION&lt;/span&gt; ever (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as i usually say every year haha&lt;/span&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/2674868384705178671-4788781778640807776?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/4788781778640807776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=4788781778640807776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/4788781778640807776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/4788781778640807776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-4-2008-my-birth-day.html' title='October 4, 2008: My Birth-DAY'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOoJa8nqdqI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DVKlmpmucL4/s72-c/Slammin%27+pic%284713%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-1488639461678792755</id><published>2008-10-02T14:35:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T21:18:05.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEDNESDAY: No Class So Yea We Chilled!</title><content type='html'>Aight so it was like the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ramadan&lt;/span&gt; day (whatever you call it) and it was really really boring to stay at the house all day (it's the only day without work or somethin) without nuthin to do aside from kickin the net and hit the videoke up wid random songs. It was really exhausting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SORuU0zrcFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wwmGsa9xCew/s1600-h/ramadan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SORuU0zrcFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wwmGsa9xCew/s320/ramadan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252444369472680018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and dont expect me to do somethin like this cos im &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;NO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Muslim&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Idk with some tho but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i respect their culture&lt;/span&gt; and stuff so they definitely must do these things with&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt; freedom&lt;/span&gt;. pheeew. This reminds me of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Jamaliah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my Muslim friend, grew up in a Muslim family)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;but that chick aint goin nowhere since her parents are extremely strict when it comes to this. Haha u got it Jam! Too good for you.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok..so my mom decided to go to the mall and have our '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amahaw&lt;/span&gt;' there since she was also bored stayin at home. We left the house at 5pm and then hit the mall. As soon as we got there, everyone &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; really hungry &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not to mention my appetite nowadays, increasing like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;10x&lt;/span&gt; than the past few weeks. Oh my! you see ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;w crazy that is? - i'll write something about it down under)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ate at greenwich and damn, i suggested my mom to order the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;bucket&lt;/span&gt; meal for 7 of us (my sis brought her 1 month daughter so that makes us 8 but she cant eat tho so yea, good for 7 yo!). Yummy yum, it's time to eat and heres what i got dude. Idk if it's sad but not to b like a big pig or&lt;br /&gt;greedy guy typa shit but it seemed to b '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT ENOUGH&lt;/span&gt;' tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOYUjJ9pxuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/neGc6SQ075w/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284688%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOYUjJ9pxuI/AAAAAAAAAGA/neGc6SQ075w/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284688%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252908609576748770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy!&lt;/span&gt; Im a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dopee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My appetite really got me to a whole new level. You can say like 'aight Gin, you're such a geez you can b a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;fatass&lt;/span&gt; yourself' and i say 'whatever, im on the process of being &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:webdings;" &gt;F.A.T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cos i damn need it so yea, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have to condition my appetite&lt;/span&gt; to b like 10x better than before' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IM SURE YOU &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UNDERSTAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wha'm sayin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i cleaned that thang for only about 5mins? haha im dope, i know. But i kinda like it ya know! My sis went like a photo freak again so we did a lil of it after eating. Oh btw, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my sister cant eat much&lt;/span&gt; right now cos shes on a diet. She jst had a baby so it's pretty obvious that shes out of figure so she need to restore her figure before.Tsk3x, now u know!haha&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOR53SmyQmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KDoHcMIhbXg/s1600-h/whattt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOR53SmyQmI/AAAAAAAAAFM/KDoHcMIhbXg/s320/whattt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252457056215122530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damn, i was sooo satisfied and idk if im giving this a gloat or not but hopefully it will come right through. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Last week i weighed 55 kg. And now, im heavy as 57 kg! That's a great &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;achievement&lt;/span&gt; dude YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it has been a long day and I got a lot of writing to do for my english class so hope you enjoyed this picture packed blog much love dueces!&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/2674868384705178671-1488639461678792755?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/1488639461678792755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=1488639461678792755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/1488639461678792755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/1488639461678792755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/10/wednesday-no-class-so-yea-we-chilled.html' title='WEDNESDAY: No Class So Yea We Chilled!'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SORuU0zrcFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wwmGsa9xCew/s72-c/ramadan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-8967077373431455267</id><published>2008-10-02T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:37:54.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bobsie! Mwah Mwah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOTYdmEbL0I/AAAAAAAAAFw/6M44znKbKLE/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284688%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOTYdmEbL0I/AAAAAAAAAFw/6M44znKbKLE/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284688%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252561068367753026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ida O. Jaballa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Classmate since freshmen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've known this girl for like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 yrs&lt;/span&gt; (since freshmen) and counting. When I first saw her, i find her really&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; cute&lt;/span&gt;. You can see it apparently on her face. Haha if shes reading this right now, im prolly flattering her up and she'll tease me with some stuffs. This is for her tho so no worries. Hope she wont tease me REAL bad and her airhead wont increase in a massive level (u know wha'm sayin guys. haha flattering thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob &lt;/span&gt;instead of calling her own name cos i find it sweet and catchy at the same time. I love teasing her and i think this word wont satisfy my needs of teasing. '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOBSIE&lt;/span&gt;' comes from a couple of words - [&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob&lt;/span&gt;-for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Baboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sie&lt;/span&gt;-for&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cute suffix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to add] so that makes sense right? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started calling her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baboy&lt;/span&gt; when we were like in Senior yr cos she would always have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ROSY&lt;/span&gt; cheeks when she cries (not to mention her nose as well). Shes not fat, shall i say, but shes kinda chubby tho and she has this white complexion and overall, i can call her like that. Im not a mean person or something but i jst looooove to call her baboy (eventho shes not) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole point is, i kinda have a crush on this chic and we're close tho. Shes more like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'i dont care if u have a crush on me, we're friends, thats the way it is'&lt;/span&gt;. It's jst a crush tho, more like an admiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOTY03f9F3I/AAAAAAAAAF4/j1eIGlPT_WE/s1600-h/Slammin%27+pic%284689%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOTY03f9F3I/AAAAAAAAAF4/j1eIGlPT_WE/s320/Slammin%27+pic%284689%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252561468183615346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you read this Bob! And i love you mwah mwah hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Hope Chin's not gonna kill me if ever he found out about this blog.&lt;br /&gt;See you in school and i hope i can bite you REAL good! rarr&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/2674868384705178671-8967077373431455267?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/8967077373431455267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=8967077373431455267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/8967077373431455267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/8967077373431455267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-bobsie-mwah-mwah.html' title='My Bobsie! Mwah Mwah'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SOTYdmEbL0I/AAAAAAAAAFw/6M44znKbKLE/s72-c/Slammin%27+pic%284688%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-9173953257245126017</id><published>2008-09-24T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T23:01:02.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY PICTURES!</title><content type='html'>It was our NSTP day and it was not fun at all altho there were a few games in which the officers had presented. I was soo bored that i even wanted to get out of the campus and just like get RID of eveything that's happening. And there was a certain reason that i wasnt comftable of staying there. But anyway, i made it! I finally ran out of the campus and went to Rob all by myself to buy some stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAIN BLURB:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon, Jc and I planned to go to the Killerbee (local radio station) location. He wasnt even sure if he would really like to go or something. He was thinking about it but he finally decided to go. A couple of days ago, we heard in the station itself that Mo Twister, Mo Jojojo, Andy and Grace Lee are going to show up on killerbee and will be taking the fans to a higher level of interactions which is actually, personal chatting wit them and picture takings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jc and I were really exhausted along downtown cos we felt like we're lost or something and we couldnt find the exact location of the station. We went around the building, searching the floorplans nd stuffs. It was sooo tiring! But when we got to this particular part of the building, we asked a girl where the station is. She said it's only on the 4th floor and we were like 'damn, we searched around the building and all we just have to do is take a few steps upstairs!' haha it was damn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the station, the VJ's (both from Bacolod and Magic) were about to go downstairs to tour the guest VJ's. We were so lucky that we just caught them on time.&lt;br /&gt;So we had a few picture taking and lemme tell ya, Andy Manzano was damn pretty. Like she's the cutest Filipina i've ever seen. And of course not to mention Grace Lee who popularly known for her big (****) uhh nevermind. But anyway, they were really fun especially chatting with them (and Mo). They even said that Jc looked like David Archuleta. Quiet close tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera was so phished and screwed up like i was viewing the pictures in my computer and then all of a sudden, it says 'error blah blah blah'. I didnt safely removed it because no matter how hard i try, it wont. So yea i just unplugged it from my computer and then i was freakin shocked when i scanned my camera and no pictures appeared at all! I was like 'what the hell!!! this cant b happening!'. I told Jc the next morning and i was expecting that he'd get mad or frustrated but he wasnt. At least the experience and the reality still remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEEW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-9173953257245126017?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/9173953257245126017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=9173953257245126017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/9173953257245126017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/9173953257245126017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-my-pictures.html' title='OH MY PICTURES!'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-9125505708102580552</id><published>2008-06-04T21:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:52:51.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Was AlwaysThere, I Know It...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SFI3b26n1EI/AAAAAAAAAD0/otO3kkaY-S4/s1600-h/camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211288670558475330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SFI3b26n1EI/AAAAAAAAAD0/otO3kkaY-S4/s320/camp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFT JESUS HIGHER CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP YOUTH CAMP 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Camp Humayan - Bago City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna make this direct to the point lol. So basically, everythng in this article is all about our church's youth camp. There are those moment in which i couldn't forget because it was soo memorable and lyk everytime i recall, there's this conviction inside of me telling that i regain myself and lyk, i reload and ignited the fire within me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so it started with of course traveling and it was lyk 20km away from the city i guess? and then when we finally got to this certain place, it was soo peaceful and very relaxing (lyk a particular place good for meditating =D) in a way that the landscape itself is gorgeous and native filipino type. You cant find any high tech stuffs cos basically, it's sorrounded by &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;humayan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(rice fields). So we had our first meeting about the rules, our groups and some important stuffs that we should follow and then they assigned us to our designated cabins. We wished we were in one of the &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;color:#999900;" &gt;Ifugaos&lt;/span&gt; (some sorta big tree house) cos it looked very warm and unique ya know. But unfotunately, we were just assigned n one of the dorm-like rooms that has a cr and a bathroom (separated). It was also comftable tho :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first session (church's Pastor was the speaker) was all about the parable of a pencil lyk how we should let God use us jst lyk how we use a pencil. So u know, it was very inspiring thinking that as young people of this generation, we should make a stand and use our voice to evangelize and minister with the people esp to those unbelievers. Afterwards, we had a bunch of games conducted by a teacher from Trinity and it was super super fun (we were actually working as a group) and by the end of it, he explained to us the biblical reflection of every game. It was awakening somehow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-skipping to the first night-&lt;br /&gt;*so our first night session was all about how Christ suffered on the cross and died for us so that we can be saved and have eternal life. The youth leader (tita Gas, our speaker) gave each of us a nail with a red paint at the bottom (signifies &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;blood&lt;/span&gt;) and then let us meditate and imagine the suffering of Christ and we repented from our sins. The song playin was 'Worthy is the Lamb' and everyone were lyk cryin ang pouring theirselves n the presence of God lyk it was totally lyk a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SFI3hZrCu-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/X-Kqb77RLt4/s1600-h/camp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211288765787716578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SFI3hZrCu-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/X-Kqb77RLt4/s320/camp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the session topics are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;relationship with family&lt;/span&gt;-how can we breakthrough by loving our family&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;standing up if ever we fall down&lt;/span&gt;-teaching to still continue serving Christ even tho unbelievers mock Christians and then making the path straight if ever we committed sin&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;meaning of my sexuality&lt;/span&gt;-staying pure til marriage and making a commitment to stay pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last night was the most amazing and outrageous part of the camp. We worked as a group and they teach us everything we should do in order to pass the tests. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'Finding the Cross'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was the name of the activity but before we go to the main part, all of us are blind folded and we should lyk call the shepherd (which represents Jesus) and ask help from Him to lead us to our pathway in entering the kingdom of God. My groupmates were soo complicated lyk they totally didnt get the main point at first. Eventually, we realize that we really need to listen to the voice of the shepherd and ask help from Him. Ok so He already helped us and now it was tym to hold on to the ropes. I was kinda lyk nervous because i might get lost or i might trip OR i might go to a wrong place and screw everything. There were soo many &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;obstacles&lt;/span&gt; to walk through and the key was, u shouldnt give up or let go from your rope and if u do, u should find a rope again. It was kinda hard u know but then the biblical lesson is that, we shouldnt give up in serving the Lord and we should expect some trials and obstacles because that's the real lyf of a true believer. And so i finally got to the finish line which was the cross and i hugged it really tight and then cried a lot. There was a girl/guy who asked me why should i enter this kingdom and my answer was simple, "&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;because i've surrendered my life to God and i accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior&lt;/span&gt;" so thats it! I finally, took my blind fold off and then there was a curtain (some sort of a entrance stuff) and then when i got inside, i found on the board with a very bright light written "&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;welcome my good and faithful servant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". I got on my knees and then cried cried a lot thinking every sin i made and repented from it and there was lyk a joy in my heart thinking that i finally entered the kingdom of God. It was soo amazing and very very extravagant. I recommit my life again to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Homeward Bound-&lt;br /&gt;*there were some people who shared their testimonies about last night before we ate breakfast and leave. We had a li'l talent show and awarding afterwards. So now, its was time to go, we were leaving a very memorable place and the moments we shared there. But, we cudnt forget every single happening from that camp and i can absolutely say &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'God was always there, i know it!'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-9125505708102580552?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/9125505708102580552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=9125505708102580552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/9125505708102580552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/9125505708102580552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/06/god-was-alwaysthere-i-know-it.html' title='God Was AlwaysThere, I Know It...'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SFI3b26n1EI/AAAAAAAAAD0/otO3kkaY-S4/s72-c/camp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-8992613929597644917</id><published>2008-06-02T23:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T00:13:29.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer-ous Gin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SEQaaQzw0DI/AAAAAAAAADk/I66QO_5zDQ8/s1600-h/jds.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SEQaaQzw0DI/AAAAAAAAADk/I66QO_5zDQ8/s320/jds.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207316107638132786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sipalay&lt;/span&gt; and had a 'tingbanay' vacation since i hadnt spent my vacation a lot at the beach so i decided to go outing at some random and gorgeous beaches there in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Sipalay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I went there bcos i just made my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;OWN&lt;/span&gt; decision the day before traveling and the crazy part was, i was totally shocked that my parents werent like hesitant to let me go wid my own 'all of a sudden' decision. The next morning, Sunday, we left home and my family was preparing for church. My cousin drove us all along and i was act'ly wid some other cousins and my nany Inday? :D it was soo soo much fun traveling or goin on a trip wit them. It's like a reunion bcos i havnt been on a bonding time where months ago so it's really cool ya know. a 5 days aftr, my parents 'apas' there and of course, we'r soo relieved cos we ddnt have to use our own money anymore. lol being jst, u know, dependent hahaha. And then 5 days aftr, my sister and her friend 'apas' too and we all had a lot of fun together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Beaches&lt;/span&gt; we went to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Artistic Diving&lt;br /&gt;*Easy Diving&lt;br /&gt;*Island Souveneir Garden Beach&lt;br /&gt;*Buho&lt;br /&gt;*Punta Bulata&lt;br /&gt;*Campomanes Bay&lt;br /&gt;*Dagat Dagatan&lt;br /&gt;*Tinagong Dagat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed in Sipalay for like a couple of weeks. I enjoyed every second of my summer vacation there. Of course, i cant forget my supahh fun fun cousins who also gid a fun wid me through out the days. I miss em soo much :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents, sister her friend and my cousin stayed there for like 4 days and i had to go home bcos im goin &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;camping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-8992613929597644917?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/8992613929597644917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=8992613929597644917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/8992613929597644917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/8992613929597644917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-ous-gin.html' title='Summer-ous Gin'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SEQaaQzw0DI/AAAAAAAAADk/I66QO_5zDQ8/s72-c/jds.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-8038467820365495581</id><published>2008-05-06T23:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:55:33.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gin's Fasty Foody Perspective</title><content type='html'>Just a few short random thoughts from me about this so-called 'health disaster' fastfood bazarre lol. im not gonna make this long and far and im jst gonna make it brief as much as possible hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people (esp adults - including my parents) say that fastfood can shorten the life span of a person or can cause some serious illness to the human body. yes, it does and i'v even seen researches by some food experts and gourmets and also listened to the reports and watch some talk shows who subject HEALTH. and yess, i absolutely believe in those articles and facts about it. But wat pushed me to write my own perspective even tho some articles are bright basically proven to b true? hmm ok im gonna make this short (well idk but lets see lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty hard and frustrating to believe that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;'MY'&lt;/span&gt; foods are harmful to me. Lyk wen i was young, i totally loved to eat at McDo (Jollibee wasnt popular at that tym, i guess?) and everytime i got high grades in skool tests and exams, my dad wil treat me there in McDo so somehow i studied really hard wen i was young. So basically, fastfoods bcame my award and my second home wen it comes to food stuffs. I mean, even tho im at this age, i stil cudnt resist the tasty and yummy foods (everyone jst cudnt lol) and the place itself is comftable as well. So i asbolutely cudnt think that fastfoods can cause harm somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lets go to some random facts about fast foods:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;THEY HELP YOU SHORTEN YOUR LIFE! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh yea, tested and proven! haha but it's lyk a very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; advantage for me u know! :D since i was n highskool all i've always wanted to b is to b &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FAT&lt;/span&gt; i mean, look at me n person. I maybe jst an average type of weight or size n ur eyes but im stil not comftable wid this one. There are many reasons y i've always wanted to b fat and if u wanna know all of it, ask me personally or jst msg me. And i've also read a blog of a person about how bad fastfoods are (altho he stil likes it) knowing that they make him fat. In my side, i think being fat is normal and healthy to look at but obese and chemical impacts arent. I mean, theres no problem wid being fat the only thing is, the hazardous chemicals and preservatives that enter ur body can basically cause some serious problems lyk cancer, diabetes or high BP! And some or almost fast food foods contain much of these complication prone chemicals and thats the thing that we should just avoid bcos basically, the fats n fast foods contain all of these. Scary ryt? But it doesnt affect me somehow lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some studies show that the reality about fast foods is js awakening especially to those children and some adults who love to eat in particular places. And yes i agree but for me, the problem is not the fast food nor the studies themselves but wid the people. Some people (that includes me) are really fond of eating some hazardous stuffs and dont even care on wat wud they get from it as long as they can satisfy themselves. And they do not care even f how '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt;' the remaining days of their lives are and they get to say '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;it's jst for today, it cant kill me&lt;/span&gt;'. The insight for some 'felloe' people is ryt but bright technically wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if ever i eat n fast foods, i dont get to care how short my life is or how serious cud it get f to my body. As long as i can satisfy myself and im in moderation. I dont lyk abusing myself cos i luv my life, i luv THIS life that God has given me and i dont wanna shorten it. And im also concern wid my friends jst lyk these two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SCEvT2H7-YI/AAAAAAAAACU/PIZw9R0Xe8o/s1600-h/jcfat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SCEvT2H7-YI/AAAAAAAAACU/PIZw9R0Xe8o/s320/jcfat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197487462955088258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i wanna b lyk him (to b fat) but im &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;afraid fast foods caused him too much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;lol I dont wanna lose him! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SCEvx2H7-ZI/AAAAAAAAACc/584kOZfWyUs/s1600-h/danefat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SCEvx2H7-ZI/AAAAAAAAACc/584kOZfWyUs/s320/danefat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197487978351163794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i luv this menn! but i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;m                                                        afraid fast foods dont                                                        shorten his life. They jst                                                                                              shorten him lol. And i dont                                                                                          wanna lose him as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;WITH ALL MY HEART, I LOVE YA'LL!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SCEyzWH7-aI/AAAAAAAAACk/uCYPcvuXQVg/s1600-h/jobifat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SCEyzWH7-aI/AAAAAAAAACk/uCYPcvuXQVg/s320/jobifat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197491302655850914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SCEzO2H7-cI/AAAAAAAAAC0/yt2yMHxj3zE/s1600-h/kfcfat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SCEzO2H7-cI/AAAAAAAAAC0/yt2yMHxj3zE/s320/kfcfat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197491775102253506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SCEy_2H7-bI/AAAAAAAAACs/PAc8y5pyDq4/s1600-h/mcdofat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SCEy_2H7-bI/AAAAAAAAACs/PAc8y5pyDq4/s320/mcdofat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197491517404215730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MacDonald's: Irreplaceable - wla may mka-pirde cmu. U'r our one and only all time fave since 91. Ndi ka gd maguba hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KFC: U'r chickens? they are LEGENDS! balikan ko gd na til my hair turns white :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jollibee: Smack of McDo - bsan dw ignored                                                                                           by teens ka, u stil boosts the aura of the other fast&lt;br /&gt;foods. long live!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-8038467820365495581?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/8038467820365495581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=8038467820365495581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/8038467820365495581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/8038467820365495581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/05/gins-fasty-foody-perspective.html' title='Gin&apos;s Fasty Foody Perspective'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SCEvT2H7-YI/AAAAAAAAACU/PIZw9R0Xe8o/s72-c/jcfat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-7808304452529084941</id><published>2008-05-03T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T12:02:55.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pissed Off Bashin</title><content type='html'>i cant get over wid this thing cos it feels lyk it's hunting me every nyt. lol so i think this blog , journal or watever cud help me get over it somehow. it started wid the plan which was really really exciting and i just cant sleep at nyt thinkin that it was really gonna b fun fun fun. my friend lovelle was aslo planning to go to bora and i know that it was really sure that theyre goin but i had this feelin of doubt that our plan wil not go through. so there it is! it ddnt work, it was completely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;MESSED UP&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SBx5K2H7-NI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RDMTTLpqHIo/s1600-h/main_01.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SBx5K2H7-NI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RDMTTLpqHIo/s320/main_01.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196161297313167570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The name of the resort that we were supposed to go to is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Punta Bulata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and it's a very cozy resort, more lyk of boracay and ola those white beaches in bahamas. it ddnt work bcos of just one problem. the damn stupid &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAR&lt;/span&gt;! i thot my mom wud let me take it and find someone to drive (one of my friend's buddy act'ly) but the day b4 we'r goin - i was act'ly excited to go and confirm about the car- mom just backed off from my plan and it was completely devastating knowing that it was gonna b one of our problems and it can give stress to those who are goin (5 of us) and there cud b a possibility that some of us are not goin. well, my prediction was ryt! absolutely ryt! 3 of them backed off and 2 of us stil wanted to go. but wat can we do? we need them guys to save us n some other things and the of us are not ready to go by ourselves. so we eed a lot of company and adults as well. 4 wud b great! but nah, it ddnt go so well. ther were many reasons y they ddnt go. and it's all bcos of A car!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well. we'r stil goin there tho. jst a couple of weeks from now! my family wil b goin there and then to another beach aftrwards. so i stil have my funn fun summer and am absolutely gonna enjoy it. i dont wanna waste it. BUT stil, i missed the Beach Bash and the partyin! how i wish i had a teleportation power. lyk the one n &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Jumper&lt;/span&gt;! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-7808304452529084941?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7808304452529084941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=7808304452529084941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/7808304452529084941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/7808304452529084941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2008/05/pissed-off-bashin.html' title='Pissed Off Bashin'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/SBx5K2H7-NI/AAAAAAAAAA0/RDMTTLpqHIo/s72-c/main_01.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-3290531345320566765</id><published>2007-06-06T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:53:02.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skwela is cooleah ~ guess!</title><content type='html'>First day of school ain't really good than i expected. I thot there's gonna be like a crowd of houling(chak2 spelling?) ppol and mas dungol pa gd nga batch sng Seniors. But it turned out nga daw ndi sadya, but ok lng! At least knami ky organized gd. I missed my classmates and tchers so much (obviously, -lessons- ain't included). When i was entering the classroom, my classmates shouted "BOHOL BOHOL". And i was like, "what are they talkin about". Then i finally guessed that some of them spread the balita that i went to Bohol! Tha was crazy cos they even gave a hand(clap)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/RmZoNtQYHLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Fmmf9Xwe17I/s1600-h/Slammin"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072856614975315122" style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/RmZoNtQYHLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Fmmf9Xwe17I/s320/Slammin%27+pic(354).jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QuaNCo0UKz4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st orientation wasn't even long so afterwards, we went to the mall and grab a 'pamahaw' and then stroll and stroll we even saw our ex-classmate Louise but we didn't care,lol. Mae Ann went home first so we had decided that we shud just go home. Thaz it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-3290531345320566765?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/3290531345320566765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=3290531345320566765' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/3290531345320566765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/3290531345320566765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2007/06/skwela-is-cooleah-guess.html' title='Skwela is cooleah ~ guess!'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/RmZoNtQYHLI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Fmmf9Xwe17I/s72-c/Slammin%27+pic(354).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-5044393485472170378</id><published>2007-06-04T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T22:37:58.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip Hop thinggy</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/TdZ18W-AcZ/aus=false/' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/TdZ18W-AcZ/aus=false/'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;cos it's not like a nasty hip hop song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-5044393485472170378?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/5044393485472170378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=5044393485472170378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/5044393485472170378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/5044393485472170378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2007/06/hip-hop-thinggy.html' title='Hip Hop thinggy'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-7091842601556367877</id><published>2007-06-04T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:18:15.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion stupidity (or was that only me?)</title><content type='html'>June 1,2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/RmPof19jMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LFWCeaAJxuM/s1600-h/Slammin"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072153239108137778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/RmPof19jMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LFWCeaAJxuM/s200/Slammin%27+pic(326).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reunion was a blast until i was tipsy, drunk and got dizzy! It was funny but i don't wanna talk about it tho, instead, i'll just go with the brighter side. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awryt, we went to the supermarket to grab some foods and liquors and whatever we wanted to eat. We thought Jerick was a dunzo cos he didn't even know where L.Mandalagan was! aww that was funny. But finally, he showed up (thanks to lourdes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there, at the resort around 3pm and we were lucky that nobody was there. I mean, there were just a FEW ppol! so that means nothing can stop us from having sooo much fun. Kaye and i swam for awyl and then got back to the cottage to drink and eat some stuffs. It was soo fun! But i guess that was way toooo FUN! I drank like 5 cups of gin! I guess only jeffrey and i were drinking that stuff (it was a mixed drinks, but whatever). Also with kaye,velle&amp;amp;nilde but they didn't really drank a LOT! Finally, i was really drunk haha. That was funny, i cudn't even rmember some thngs that happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was nasty and i dnt wanna talk about it! I just wanna share my first time experience with u guys. Awryt, thanks to Lourdes for making that reunion possible. Even tho only a few "ex-classmates" showed up, we still had a great tym. Ola!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-7091842601556367877?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/7091842601556367877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=7091842601556367877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/7091842601556367877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/7091842601556367877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2007/06/reunion-stupidity-or-was-that-only-me.html' title='Reunion stupidity (or was that only me?)'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/RmPof19jMzI/AAAAAAAAAAc/LFWCeaAJxuM/s72-c/Slammin%27+pic(326).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-8640105973814770741</id><published>2007-04-03T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T01:30:01.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INRO Why is that??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/RhE9iXDwbRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-vo-YTl7Dsk/s1600-h/HS1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048884317773655314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/RhE9iXDwbRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-vo-YTl7Dsk/s320/HS1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b221/rockmuhfaceoff/23u1xf6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I created this blog as a tribute to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Falcon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for being the best level in my whole entire school life. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Junior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was a slam and it was totally off the hook! it was funny and everything was just hilarious and crazy. I really had a great time when i was in junior. but it turns out that i should take the next step? hmm, emotional bro haw? haha. indi lng ko gusto mag-senior anay, haha! stay Junior forever &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;behbeh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Ayos gid ya! im just gonna update my blog every week so that u won't get bored to watch the issues. basta ah! lantawa nyo lng ho. daw tripping ubra ko, pero try lng ni bro ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-8640105973814770741?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/8640105973814770741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=8640105973814770741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/8640105973814770741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/8640105973814770741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2007/04/inro-why-is-that.html' title='INRO Why is that??'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/RhE9iXDwbRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-vo-YTl7Dsk/s72-c/HS1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-1271838817357309374</id><published>2007-04-03T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T23:12:30.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's start this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/RhFBxnDwbSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MmxCbiIgK7o/s1600-h/1371370150_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048888977813171490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/RhFBxnDwbSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MmxCbiIgK7o/s320/1371370150_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah piyho! the girl, Kristel (Kc) won Ms. Sports during our Intramurals and sports fest in school. Kc and my buddy Adell, won Mr. and Ms. Sports! Junior ni ya, rock on! But, what am i doing beside her? hmm. Adell was suppose to pose bside her? ah, bay-eh da ah. Ara na gid na! Del, first time sa history and Mr. Sports grbae ka 'tol, hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-1271838817357309374?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/1271838817357309374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=1271838817357309374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/1271838817357309374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/1271838817357309374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2007/04/lets-start-this.html' title='Let&apos;s start this.'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WNUBnckNTs4/RhFBxnDwbSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/MmxCbiIgK7o/s72-c/1371370150_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2674868384705178671.post-6128193742388961191</id><published>2007-04-03T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T23:07:12.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>groupings? nah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b110/killaJFC/AtlantaFalcons1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 beauties: L.M.J.J.J.K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falcon 6: K.A.K.C.F.H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classics: E.J.A.E.A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ASTIGS: K.V.A.J.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not "so's" kidzz: M.R.K.M.L.M.I.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belong to everyone! wla na grupo2x ah. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Falcon&lt;/span&gt; is the one! live ONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2674868384705178671-6128193742388961191?l=ginpofbcd.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/feeds/6128193742388961191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2674868384705178671&amp;postID=6128193742388961191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/6128193742388961191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2674868384705178671/posts/default/6128193742388961191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ginpofbcd.blogspot.com/2007/04/groupings-nah.html' title='groupings? nah..'/><author><name>Gin P. of Bcd</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://i125.photobucket.com/albums/p72/theguy-gin/Attitude0.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
