<?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-11636363</id><updated>2012-02-09T20:59:00.589+08:00</updated><category term='point of view'/><category term='db boulevard'/><category term='song'/><category term='blocparty bluelight bloc party quote lyrics song skyline night art'/><category term='work'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='bluewave macapagal pia baby memories moment first afterwork'/><title type='text'>traveller_drummer</title><subtitle type='html'>just me, the problems, the laughters, the frustrations, the inspirations, industrial designs, the trips to some of the best places on earth, food, people, movies, TV shows, Music, etc..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-5910580320995039434</id><published>2007-10-03T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T11:35:12.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Bjorn &amp; John</title><content type='html'>I love this song, lalo na the whistling parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUNG FOLKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i told you things i did before &lt;br /&gt;told you how i used to be &lt;br /&gt;would you go along with someone like me &lt;br /&gt;if you knew my story word for word &lt;br /&gt;had all of my history &lt;br /&gt;would you go along with someone like me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did before and had my share &lt;br /&gt;it didn't lead nowhere &lt;br /&gt;i would go along with someone like you &lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter what you did &lt;br /&gt;who you were hanging with &lt;br /&gt;we could stick around and see this night through &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the young folks&lt;br /&gt;talkin' bout the young style &lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the old folks &lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the old style too &lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about their own faults &lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout our own style &lt;br /&gt;all we care 'bout is talking &lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually when things has gone this far &lt;br /&gt;people tend to disappear &lt;br /&gt;no-one will surprise me unless you do &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can tell there's something goin' on &lt;br /&gt;hours seems to disappear &lt;br /&gt;everyone is leaving i'm still with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't matter what we do &lt;br /&gt;where we are going to &lt;br /&gt;we can stick around and see this night through &lt;br /&gt;[these lyrics are found on http://www.songlyrics.com] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the young folks &lt;br /&gt;talkin' bout the young style &lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the old folks &lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the old style too &lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about their own faults &lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout our own style &lt;br /&gt;all we care 'bout is talking &lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the young folks &lt;br /&gt;talkin' bout the young style &lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about the old folks &lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout the old style too &lt;br /&gt;and we don't care about their own faults &lt;br /&gt;talkin' 'bout our own style &lt;br /&gt;all we care 'bout is talking &lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you &lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you &lt;br /&gt;talking only me and you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-5910580320995039434?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/5910580320995039434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=5910580320995039434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/5910580320995039434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/5910580320995039434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2007/10/peter-bjorn-john.html' title='Peter Bjorn &amp; John'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-8276233579600888701</id><published>2007-09-24T04:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T05:18:47.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>History..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HISTORY UNCANNINGLY REPEATS ITSELF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, am so tired of being in this situation over and over again. Wishing it'll fade away, hoping my destiny would change, praying it'll never happen again. But, seems like i'll be getting these instances again and again. Can it stop?? will it stop? Who will? Me? Someone? who? Man,, am emotionally stressed again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ONE CAN STOP MINIMIZING HURT.&lt;br /&gt;I know, because without it, Life would just be useless. One can never have happy days all the time. One cannot appreciate something if there ain't any pain that happened before it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just make things too complicated. And/or maybe am just too sensitive. Well atleast am not manhid (insenstive). Or should i be manhid instead too get rid of all the pain, to feel and hear no pain.&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, i love this instrumental! Parang I want to learn to play the violin again!hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Steps To A BitterSweet Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Madonna + The Verve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is not open&lt;br /&gt;so I must go&lt;br /&gt;the spell has been broken&lt;br /&gt;I loved you so&lt;br /&gt;Freedom comes when you learn to let go&lt;br /&gt;Creation comes when you learn to say no&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my lesson I had to learn&lt;br /&gt;I was your fortress you had to burn&lt;br /&gt;Pain is the the warning that somethings wrong&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God that it wont be long&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing left to try&lt;br /&gt;there's no place left to hide&lt;br /&gt;there's no greater power&lt;br /&gt;than the Power of Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is not open so I must go&lt;br /&gt;the spell has been broken&lt;br /&gt;I loved you so&lt;br /&gt;You were my lesson&lt;br /&gt;I had to learn&lt;br /&gt;I was your fortress&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to try&lt;br /&gt;There's no place left to hide&lt;br /&gt;There's no greater power than the power of goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Learn to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I yearn to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to try&lt;br /&gt;There's no more places to hide&lt;br /&gt;There's no greater power than the power of goodbye&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to lose&lt;br /&gt;There's no place left to hide&lt;br /&gt;There's no greater power than the power of goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-8276233579600888701?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8276233579600888701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=8276233579600888701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/8276233579600888701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/8276233579600888701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2007/09/history.html' title='History..'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-1505290009315596146</id><published>2007-09-24T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T04:42:07.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heard it in Season3 Ep.20 of HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Follow The Leader&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Matthew Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s follow the leader, baby&lt;br /&gt;That’s how it’s gonna be&lt;br /&gt;If you ever really wanna get lost&lt;br /&gt;Then follow me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the leader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re in a solar system&lt;br /&gt;Together and alone&lt;br /&gt;The bills, the smoke, the furniture&lt;br /&gt;The happy home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can follow your gut&lt;br /&gt;Or you can follow the past&lt;br /&gt;But if you knew an eclipse was coming&lt;br /&gt;Why’d you even ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the leader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost verse -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(there’s brighter days ahead&lt;br /&gt;I’ve seen them on tv&lt;br /&gt;Word is there’s something big&lt;br /&gt;Hidden up their sleeve)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe it gets quiet&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it gets numb&lt;br /&gt;At least then there’s still something&lt;br /&gt;To share with someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the leader&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-1505290009315596146?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1505290009315596146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=1505290009315596146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/1505290009315596146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/1505290009315596146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2007/09/heard-it-in-season3-ep.html' title=''/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-7811718780088668862</id><published>2007-09-17T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T13:40:42.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asec trips!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00565.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Star city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! lakas ng trip!! and that's just the beginning of the night!. me, frances, deck, malu, mon, cel, louchie, doy, rom, alpha, Kr and prudz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00578-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00578-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z11/piapotpot/DSC00577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z11/piapotpot/DSC00577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;at blue room malate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00583.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At providence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-7811718780088668862?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://s137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/?start=all' title='asec trips!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/7811718780088668862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=7811718780088668862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/7811718780088668862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/7811718780088668862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2007/09/asec-trips.html' title='asec trips!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-8927649860346773838</id><published>2007-07-30T07:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T08:07:35.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bluewave macapagal pia baby memories moment first afterwork'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z11/piapotpot/DSC00411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z11/piapotpot/DSC00411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love the feeling of helping others. the feeling and urge of doing something that may/may not make someone be thankful for doing that kind act. I love the moments when I'm part of someone's (one of the) most important and memorable moments in their lives. Even though some may not have approved for my decision, I still took stand for what I love and what i love to do - to be there for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;july 14, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I, josh(tito pots) and ivin went to bluewave macapagal just to chll-out and hang-out after the whole-day-at-work. T'was around 8pm when we arrived there. cccchhiillll lng.hehe. then we agreed to go home around 11pm na. While on the road, Tito Pots wife called up and said she needs to be brought to the hospital because she felt that her baby's going out her tummy already. Eh i was just thinking ivin and josh we're just fooling me around, so i didn't cared at all. Then we went to josh's house, and there we saw his wife and her tita waiting for us! man! they're serious! And so went to Fabella Hospital at manila in High Speed! we're just flashing and honking our car so that other cars have to stay at the side of the way so we could get through all of them easily and fast! Vin and I were just so scared and kinakabahan that anytime of the minute, Lyn would just release(what a term.hehe) baby josh inside the car. hehe. And so we arrived at the Hospital, thank God, only few patients were there at that time. And so we just waited, while mosquitoes were biting our toes. Only to find out that doctors there told them she has to be back later in the mornin because it's still not yet her time to bore the child. What the F*$#*(tk!!! After those frightening and fast speed trip going there, e Wala rin pla!. man! was just so down that time.. Sayang lng effort. I didn't care about how worried my kuya nd dad was that time kc di ako pumayag na umuwi that night and instead sumama sa pagpunta sa hospital..But on the bright side, i just loved the feeling of being in that moment. Never be forgotten. will just cherish that memory, promise. Even though wla kmi during the time nanganak sya. The baby was delivered 6:22am july 15. maN! sana pla naghintay nlng kmi dun noH!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fabella Hospital is known to be the "haven for prenancies" (panget ng term a.hehe) Cheap ata kc panganganak dun. I just pity some preggy moms there, waiting outside the hospital, waiting for their baby to come out. e dami pa namang mosquitos sa labas nun.wla lng. nd mdyo ndi sanitary ang place. bsta. Dun ko lng nlaman na ganun pla nangyayari sa ibang hospital. wla lng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so un. share ko lng one of my favorite and cherished moment ko.hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;days after, we have to go back to that hospital to file the baby's name. James Ryan is the name. E josh and lyn agreed to bring the baby there, and so kmi nman ni Vin, oo lng..mabait kc kmi e.hehe. we went there after work(so morning un kc night shift kmi that day), man! ang init! wawa ang baby! and so we arrived there sa hospital, and josh just left the baby with us! E we don't know how to carry a baby! haha! first time to carry a week old baby! maN! we're just so scared that time! iyak ng iyak while Vin's holding the baby!hehe. tas when it was my turn, he stopped crying.hehe! i love the feeling of holding a baby! kaso ang super fragile nya! nkakatakot.. i'll never forget that time.hehe.. ung tipong ang init sa kotse even though may aircon na, tas wawa nman ung baby, iniwan smin, e mga first timers kmi mgdala ng baby!! haha wla lng. sarap ng feeling na josh trusted us.hehe. so un..&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/11636363-8927649860346773838?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8927649860346773838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-1783887542247209141</id><published>2007-07-30T05:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T06:54:10.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with rom, yeck, and rache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&gt;aaww. am just gonna miss rache. she's leaving for canada. iniwan nkmi nila rom dito sa asec bilanggo.hehe. it's been a long time (last february?) , na we became seatmates sa office at super tawanan at kulitan with this 2 peeps.hehe. pati si cel, nsama sa kalokohan kahit di nya nadidinig.hehe. am gonna miss all the spontaneous hirits and jokes we had (siponman, rachelism, blahblahblah...di ba cel? cel:huh?ano sabi mo?, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;the panot pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&gt;glaiza, rosy, ces, donna, art, ivin, floyders, me, josh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;at antakya&lt;br /&gt;(me, rosy, james, darwin, ernie, tristan, art, mike tanda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 down, 6 to go.hehe. mike tanda and tristan just left asec. tsk tsk. ang isa sa mga maiingay and lakas humirit sa office. mike tanda just gives all the fun in asec because of his wit even though most of the time "Old School" na mga jokes nya. and these makes his jokes more laughable.haha powowowowow.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mga harang sa kalye.hehe &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i137.photobucket.com/albums/q228/overprint/DSC00481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the last supper.. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;starring: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jut: Jesus Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mary magdalene? : alex aka maui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-1783887542247209141?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-4081538798686327144</id><published>2007-05-15T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T19:14:37.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blocparty bluelight bloc party quote lyrics song skyline night art'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z11/piapotpot/jazzVector.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z11/piapotpot/jazzVector.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z11/piapotpot/ifthats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z11/piapotpot/ifthats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i194.photobucket.com/albums/z11/piapotpot/ifthatssmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Bloc Party' s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Blue Light"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/11636363-4081538798686327144?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/4081538798686327144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=4081538798686327144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/4081538798686327144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/4081538798686327144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2007/05/bloc-party-s-blue-light.html' title=''/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-8420369111600339218</id><published>2007-05-15T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T18:43:00.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no OT</title><content type='html'>haha! nothing to do! got home sooo early.  just had 0.5 hr. overtime.hehe. that's a miracle for all of us.haha! but now am bored here at home. powowowow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-8420369111600339218?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/8420369111600339218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=8420369111600339218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/8420369111600339218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/8420369111600339218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2007/05/no-ot.html' title='no OT'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-1263768688387771782</id><published>2007-02-25T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T19:53:03.398+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='point of view'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='db boulevard'/><title type='text'>DB Boulevard - Point of View</title><content type='html'>I don't have a cent&lt;br /&gt;Will I pay my rent?&lt;br /&gt;And even my car doesn't work&lt;br /&gt;Me and my man?&lt;br /&gt;He's the one to die for...&lt;br /&gt;We have split up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see life's easy&lt;br /&gt;If you consider things&lt;br /&gt;From another point of view&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah&lt;br /&gt;In another way&lt;br /&gt;From another point of view&lt;br /&gt;Ye ye ye eheh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;In another way from&lt;br /&gt;Another point of view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see life and light&lt;br /&gt;All the colours of the world&lt;br /&gt;So beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Won't you come with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see birds and trees&lt;br /&gt;All the flowers of the world so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Won't you come with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see life's easy&lt;br /&gt;If you consider things&lt;br /&gt;From another point of view&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah ah ah ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah&lt;br /&gt;In another way&lt;br /&gt;From another point of view&lt;br /&gt;Ye ye ye eheh&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;In another way from&lt;br /&gt;Another point of view&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-1263768688387771782?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/1263768688387771782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=1263768688387771782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/1263768688387771782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/1263768688387771782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2007/02/db-boulevard-point-of-view.html' title='DB Boulevard - Point of View'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-600102299023142488</id><published>2007-01-28T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T22:29:39.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>konti na nalang,, give-up na ko!!</title><content type='html'>The past week was a TORTURE!!! I just hope tomorrow and the coming days be not like last weeks'. Am super stressed-out and burned-out. Physically, emotionally, mentally, shucks! I feel like i need to be hospitalized because of all things piling up in my entire system lately! I feel like i'd be getting ulcer again, which i really, really detest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If gutom ang isang tao, right away, sasakit ung tiyan, e what about emotional pain? what part of the body would be most affected? diba, parang wala?! walang specific part of the body e, but i think entire system would be affected e. Bit by bit. and then, it will just collapsed. man, that's all i could feel right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piles of disappointments in life have been piling up in my system lately. As in biglang bumuhos sila saken sabay-sabay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is just because i expect so soon? ndi rin e.. maybe partly. but pinaka-nakakainis is fairness in life e. Someone gets to get "bigger" things even though he didn't get to earn it with perseverance. bsta prang ganun. people see me as brat? am not a brat. never ako nging "bilmoko". i just think and feel and say what is right, what is fair. i want justice and balance. pantay-pantay dapat. people who deserve to get "bigger" things really deserve to get it. I don't want people be tortured to death and only a few gets the reward. gets?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haayyY!!!!! what's happening in our life lately!! am disappointed now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galit ako noh?!? or is it just because super stressed-out nako lately working. and feeling ko mgkaka-ulcer na ko. and i feel sick right now that's why i feel and think this way.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read in Saturday's newspaper of an editorial by Tals Diaz. She quoted, "...Great expectations run the risk of great disappointments, after all.."  sapul! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am so trying hard for the past years to get rid of that habit - of expecting something. wahh. have been praying for it almost everyday. but it seems like nothing's changed. help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-600102299023142488?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/600102299023142488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=600102299023142488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/600102299023142488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/600102299023142488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2007/01/konti-na-nalang-give-up-na-ko.html' title='konti na nalang,, give-up na ko!!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-116884889117239607</id><published>2007-01-15T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T16:14:51.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas 2006 ng kada</title><content type='html'>ay sos. sosyal na kami a. In fairness.ehehehe.. vivere? ay sos. and i was the last person who showed up there, to think that my office is just sooooooo near from there. ahahaha! kapal parin talaga mukha ko.hehe. But i have an appropriate and truthful excuse e, may full-page ad pa pala natira sakin.ahaha. I was suppose to leave the office by 8pm, then I saw one copysheet stucked in my folder! ay sos!! and for 3o minutes I finished it? that's what you call crammed AD!hahaha! so un..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we ate at Vivere's rooftop. Very windy. Mas windy pa sa baba (malamang!ay sos!) So i never took off my jacket. Masaya naman. At first, maam, lea, jade, nina, belay, rubs, irene and I were kinda pa-demure pa, as in seryosong stuff lang pinapag-usapan and walang laughing matter. And after some minutes, wla ng pake sa mga tao around us! tawa ng tawa! pake ba nila noh?!?! as if naman makikita pa nila kami uli and as if naman sila may-ari nun. And look, we're still young, we just need to have some fun.hehe.. and so after we ate sumptuous meal, (mine was seafood roulade ata, basta sarap), fireworks began! super ganda ng view from the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/155/358007613_573f413b2f.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and un, after that, starbucks, their oh-so-fave place (pero ako, dein, di ako coffee lover). I suggested sa Treats Westgate nalang, e ayaw nila, gusto nila coffee.coffee.coffee.hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of it.hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-116884889117239607?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/116884889117239607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=116884889117239607&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116884889117239607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116884889117239607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas-2006-ng-kada.html' title='christmas 2006 ng kada'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-116748681759974798</id><published>2006-12-30T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T21:53:37.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love bossa n' stones</title><content type='html'>i love our Bossa 'n Stones CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rolling Stones' bossa nova version...ay, perfect!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love these next to my sooo-long-ago-favorite moony's Flying Away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bossa n; Stones 2&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd electro-bossa songbook of The Rolling Stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. as tears go by&lt;br /&gt;2. jumpin' jack flash&lt;br /&gt;3. beast of burden&lt;br /&gt;4. emotional rescue&lt;br /&gt;5. tumbling dice&lt;br /&gt;6. mixed emotions&lt;br /&gt;7. honky tonk women&lt;br /&gt;8. paint it, black&lt;br /&gt;9. she's so cold&lt;br /&gt;10. it's only rock 'n roll (but i like it)&lt;br /&gt;11. i'm free&lt;br /&gt;12. you can't always get what you want&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-116748681759974798?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/116748681759974798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=116748681759974798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116748681759974798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116748681759974798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-love-bossa-n-stones.html' title='i love bossa n&apos; stones'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-116706923050436916</id><published>2006-12-26T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T01:53:50.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss UST!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/144/332787414_95df2353d6.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/144/332787414_95df2353d6.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/332787407_907efac568.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/124/332787407_907efac568.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/332787406_25ccfaaad4.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/332787406_25ccfaaad4.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/332779336_7aa05838fa.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/132/332779336_7aa05838fa.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/332787410_2631a2c599.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/157/332787410_2631a2c599.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/144/332787403_a848f3ae68.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/144/332787403_a848f3ae68.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year have passed and there's alot of NEW structures at UST! we had misa de gallo at UST this year. After the mass, picture picture na!haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brandy's so cute o!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/141/332916470_800ffd7135.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-116706923050436916?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/116706923050436916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=116706923050436916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116706923050436916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116706923050436916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-miss-ust.html' title='I miss UST!!!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-116706789858007625</id><published>2006-12-26T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T01:31:38.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>asec friends uli</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/126/332800768_feef6b6b34.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/126/332800768_feef6b6b34.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;bapco meal = bread pan.ahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/128/332800764_46343d0fcc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/128/332800764_46343d0fcc.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iba dyan, 2 times kumain ng buffet!hahahahah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/332800759_e96cb9d94b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/332800759_e96cb9d94b.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Team BAPCO!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/332800755_d266fce0b0.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/332800755_d266fce0b0.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; girls and "boys" ng asec-graphics.hehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-116706789858007625?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/116706789858007625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=116706789858007625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116706789858007625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116706789858007625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/12/asec-friends-uli.html' title='asec friends uli'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-116706599107178936</id><published>2006-12-25T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T01:14:03.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and so december's gonna fade away but what a heck..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/148/332814059_9712928089.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;pansol (dec16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/166/332800771_fa1d37671b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/166/332800771_fa1d37671b.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;building lobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/166/332800770_83a7466110.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/166/332800770_83a7466110.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;at giligan's Festi (dec22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesshh. blogging on christmas day?!?ahahah! well, today's just one of the FEW holidays that I'll be experiencing. After these FEW days, am back to work again. But hey, even though our job's taking much of my life right now (spending more than 12hrs at the office), We still manage to have fun while on-break, go lunch-out, and "tambay'', drink, and relax together. Yep, my officemates are still my companions right after work. Chillax sa Treats, Town, Festi, etc.. no dull moment with them. that's why am soooooooo thankful and happy and contented with my workplace. I never imagined I'd be getting a job that would make me feel so thankful to God. I feel so lucky lately. Hope it'll stay with me for a long time.. I want my kind of life right now-always busy, no time to daydream, think and reminisce the good and bad times of the past, time passes by so fast(12hrs seems very long, but with my job, nah!), get worthy salary after tons of finished ADs, get to mingle with different people.. Lately, I realized that I don't want to waste time doing nothing. Because, the more time am "Tulala" and aloof, the more I think and remember the good and bad times of the past. And those make me sob. I don't know why. Maybe because I am just happy it all happened-whether bad or good. I still miss and remember specific details of the past. They're all've been said and done, that's why i really don't want to go back to those "happy" times. My tears are just too precious to waste it all on just reminiscing an event, a person, a place,etc. My Asec friends daily insist me to tell them my "past". But I always reject their request.ahaha! bakit pa?! E past is past. They're making alot of "maybe" situations that might be connected with my life. But i don't give them hints.ahaha! But there's some time that i'd like to share them and blurt out my past. But the reason why I keep on rejecting their request is that I might cry again. Because I will have to reminsce and remember the past. Am so over with it. But am thankful that it all happened. Have and had no regrets. And i don't want them to pity me. Basta, all i can say now is, I LOVE THE PRESENT. I just hope, beg, pray and wish happy and contented days be always in my life.. chillax nalang lagi. WORK HARD, PLAY HARDER!!hahahhah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I wake up, i wash my face and go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Here's another day, i'm sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I fight for what i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;And my music keeps going on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;My heart begins to beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;And my music keeps going on and Makes my life complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Flying away...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/151/332814053_883fded9eb.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;At petron TREATS Westgate(december23-24midnight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/163/332814057_b82a647af9.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-116706599107178936?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/116706599107178936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=116706599107178936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116706599107178936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116706599107178936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-so-decembers-gonna-fade-away-but.html' title='and so december&apos;s gonna fade away but what a heck..'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-116593533684775120</id><published>2006-12-12T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T22:55:36.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wahahahaah!</title><content type='html'>ayun o! pia's still alive! ahahaahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite countless OT hours!!hehehe  I just hope the graphics' departments' christmas party/Overnight at pansol be a memorable and fun one for all of us! weeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's just days away from christmas day yet no decorations have been placed in the entire house!haahaah!! .... and it's just days away from christmas day yet i still haven't gone seriously shopping for my loved ones... even for myself!!!!!!!! I still have'nt bought Adidas' Stella Mccartney's HASMA!!! waaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!! been to 3 malls in the south and no Hasma has been found! Greenbelt 3's my only chance!!!!!!! waaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to sleep now!!!! another working day's gonna be mine again...tomorrow! 12th floor's my second home lately.hahahaha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-116593533684775120?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/116593533684775120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=116593533684775120&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116593533684775120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116593533684775120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/12/wahahahaah.html' title='wahahahaah!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-116237437220367419</id><published>2006-11-01T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T17:46:12.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at last.. i have time to blog...FOR NOW!!</title><content type='html'>nax. was so busy for almost a month na a. haven't checked and posted here for a while. well, it's somewhat a good thing coz atleast I keep myself busy having a 12hour shift job, 6 days a week. Now this may sound not like me but Yep!, am a workaholic girl now! It feels so good having something to do for the whole day than just chilling out at home and stare at nothingness and have a BUHAY BABOT lifestyle. I want my life now. It's Very challenging. Everyday, my batchmates (batch7) are really worried if we could make it to our 2 months training. Everday, i ask God's help so that I may keep my job there for good. I am always desperate to having "no errors"  in all my works so that I can uplift my Accuracy rating, thus having to keep the job. But, alas, everyday, I get to receive frustrating errors from super OC(obsessive compulsive) proofreaders. That even the slightest error in my AD can be seen by their keen eyes. We often blame the client's poor handwriting, that's why we're commiting tons of errors. We don't know when to capitalize the letters, wheter to put space between the time and dates.damn. but it's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do I have errors in my today's blog??? ahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that's the way it is, then that's the way it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish and pray that I will pass this tests. I love this job, even though it's a 12 hr shift + we get to work last sunday + work on ramadan day. I love this. and i don't want to lose this. Am working VERY hard for this. I just hope the company will see that I am thriving and desperately wanting to keep this job. Please.. Please... Please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-116237437220367419?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/116237437220367419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=116237437220367419&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116237437220367419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/116237437220367419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/11/at-last-i-have-time-to-blogfor-now.html' title='at last.. i have time to blog...FOR NOW!!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115833265024789008</id><published>2006-09-14T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T23:08:57.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siesta Del Sol - In Credo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/52/145206895_b445c4cc32_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 59px" height="77" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/52/145206895_b445c4cc32_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As the thursday nights' air breeze went pleasant, I sat down at one of our garden chairs and listened to the shuffled tracks in our ipod mini for about an hour - to soothe my aching head. I was all alone with nature, webster, and mini. In Credo's Siesta del Sol is on-play and for a few minutes I imagined I was &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/49/145226554_85a6bb1278_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 92px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 66px" height="90" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/49/145226554_85a6bb1278_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;walking at Club Paradise's shore,looking for seashells; at Honda Bay taking photographs; with my friends talking about anything under the midnight sky and a shooting star appeared and we all wished for something and after a few minutes, a group of guys approached and befriended us and played silly card games; with my blockmates drinking a few shots of alcohol while the party sounds are playing;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/82/206687439_0ee7adff5f_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 62px" height="65" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/82/206687439_0ee7adff5f_t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;was recording the Sunset. All were sublime;resplendent;glorious. It didn't matter if mosquitos were biting me that time. I came close to feeling and listening to the organic, real waves of some of the best Philippine shores i've been to in my life.Then the next track began. I think it's Letting the Cables Sleep (Remix) by Bush. Then I felt a sting in my left leg. My headache? i kissed it all away goodbye. Thanks In Credo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115833265024789008?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115833265024789008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115833265024789008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115833265024789008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115833265024789008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/siesta-del-sol-in-credo_14.html' title='Siesta Del Sol - In Credo'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115782742704938559</id><published>2006-09-10T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T13:42:16.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blanko</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blanko&lt;br /&gt;-the mind venturing into nothingness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to draw but can't think of anything to draw about. I insisted my mind to get some ideas from the music playing around me, but still,&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Blanko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried recalling and imagining the places and objects I saw in the past, but still, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blanko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past few days has been put to waste for I thought, felt, and did nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have watched The Devil Wears Prada. Liked it. But as what Miranda (am not even sure w' her name - it proves that I have a short-term memory.haha) often says in the movie, "..That's all", that's all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to get my mind start from functioning and my eyes see anything new but stare into nothingness, I did HOUSE marathon. I watched season2 episodes 9-11 straight. For 120 minutes I made my mind work again...and I still love Gregory House's sarcasm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried to learn Actionscripting tutorials i got over the internet. But because of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Blanko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I closed the program, and instead, updated BUTR's podcast on our itunes and transferred into our mini. How I just wish I could Download Isaac Hayes' "Shaft" for free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel numb. I think nothing but nothing. I listen to songs but their lyrics makes no sense to me.That's why i sometimes opt to have my ears hear chillout/electronica/house/trance or any music w/o lyrics.But now, the radio's on. Nine Inch Nail's &lt;strong&gt;"Everyday is Exactly the Same"&lt;/strong&gt; is being played. How Surreal it is because my mind just responded to it's lyrics even though I'm in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Blanko &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;stage. When in this stage, I just thought that everyday's exactly the same. I don't know what's the day today. I even insisted someone that tomorrow'd be a tuesday whenin fact today's a Sunday. Man, what's happeining to me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For 1 Week I felt so unproductive. For 1 week I ventured into nothingness. Maybe because I am sick and tired of thinking all the What IFs in life, and all the What Might Have Beens. I've been consistently asking my own self  why it happened when I really expected that I will make it, that I'd be getting the graphic artist position. I did so well in all of their exams. I came to their office on time. I acted professionally while I was at their office for 5 hours. Is it because my answer to their question, "reason for applying", is that I need a job?? I just made an honest answer,that's all. I don't what to make up sad stories for the sake of getting me hired because they pity my situation. The HR even told us that they've had enough "pasaway" employees and so they want to hire new people who don't have that kind of attitude that's why they also gave us an emotional kind of exam with 100+ redundant questions. I am not pasaway. Is it because i gave "sorry i don't know the answer" in one of the essays?I just don't want to make awful guesses without any intellectual basis at all. I really really wanted that job. I saw their workplace, their employees, the nature of business. It's all good for me.I never expected this would be the result. Now I must say, "ciao for that opportunity".I wanted to tell myself, "If that's the way it is, then that's the way it is", but I still can't figure out why I wasn't qualified. Still can't accept this kind of rejection..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And because of that, I am lethargic in applying for a new job again. I feel so hopeless. I have so many things that I'd like to do, so many things that I'd like to be, but my knowledge to each of those aren't enough to make me successful. Companies usually hire people who have an extensive knowledge on some certain things/softwares. I may know most of those things but not of them are of my expertise. Shheesshh, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blanko&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; future ko.. that's all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115782742704938559?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115782742704938559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115782742704938559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115782742704938559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115782742704938559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/blanko.html' title='Blanko'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115730721142742943</id><published>2006-09-03T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T04:44:53.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Viaje Del Sol (laguna,quezon,batangas)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Viaje del Sol day for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Viaje del Sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-travelling to different tourist spots in San Pablo,Laguna, Quezon, and Batangas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are so many places to choose from, but we only had the chance to visit 2 of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sitio de Amor Farm Resort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Km 88.8 Maharlika Highway Brgy. San Antonio 1 San Pablo City, Laguna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;+63 918- 9274346 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Email: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:sitiodeamor@yahoo.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;sitiodeamor@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;Note: Bringing of Food &amp; Drinks inside the farm is strictly prohibited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Driving Directions (from Viaje del Sol Brochure) Coming from Manila after the San Pablo border, stay on the Maharlika Highway until you reach Km 88.8. Along the way, watch for the Vitarich Southern Luzon office to your right. Shortly after Vitarich, look for the Sitio de Amor signage to your left. Follow the narrow road for about 600 meters. It will come to a dead end at the Sitio gate.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/79/233070648_03dcd1435f_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/89/232992791_d260ce17df_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Situated at San Pablo, Laguna, it is a 4.5 hectare land owned by Mr.George Bondad wherein you can commune with the nature. There are a-lot of gazebos being built there that you can hang-out, relax, and take a breather. They also have pavillons for wedding receptions, debuts, or whatever special occassion that can be done there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Swimming pools are being constructed for day and overnight stay guests to enjoy with. Those who are quite adventurous can do camping and do bonfire at night in this resort. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/98/232992793_f2b40bda24_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But for those who opt to sleep inan airconditioned room, they can stay at the resort's big "treehouse". In a few months, a spa will be inagurated as to be an another feature of Sitio de Amor Farm Resort.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/83/232992792_8ac39ee2d8_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lush garden of 32 different plants/trees, the owner thinks of making this resort a place for recreational field trips for students (students are just really tired and bored of going to zoos). That's why he's starting to put names on each plant/tree for educational purposes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're really lucky we visited there place during the Rambutan season. I never eaten a rambutan before(from what i remember), but from the moment i opened and tried one, i just can resist on taking another one!! They really have alot of rambutan trees so scarcity of that creepy-looking fruit will never happen. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/80/232039572_f3dac2bc03_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Little details of this resort gives you the impression that it's all been done with alot of hardwork, perseverance, devotion, and love of the Bondads. They have exquisite locally-made furniture pieces made from wood that really adapts with the place. From wooden benches, to hammocks, to no-nails-and-no-screws foldable chair! Every gazebo is unique. Even though these big structure looks similar to each other, but when you go inside, little details like the lighting fixture, vases, and furniture will make each of them unique and one of a kind. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/92/233070649_5fa5ec3727_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The place just looks splendid. The Igorots played a big part in landscaping the area (riprap wall style are significant in the place). The architectural syle, the abundant source of different plants/flowers/trees/fruits, and the overall site planning is just unbelievable.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/95/233070647_3d5116d928_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;as we departed, Mr. Bondad gave us a big bag full of rambutans. yey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*****************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UGU BIGYAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Lusacan, Tiaong, Quezon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Potter's haven&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/92/232992790_81309b018b_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/85/232992795_9d18eac5b4_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Home of the renowned pottery expert, this place is a paradise who seeks and wishes to buy or just look at the fine home decorative pieces made from clay. One can have a hands-on pottery workshop there. You can also dine and eat their scrumptuous dishes made from fresh ingredients(vegetables,etc.). Not only it is the house of the Bigyans' but is also a gallery for their exquisite works of art. Home decorative pieces sold may be expensive but I tell you, it's worth buying it, just look at how unique the designs and shapes each of the pieces are being made by him. There are some huts inside the area wherein you can just relax and commune with the natural surroundings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/87/232992794_8ebdb0319b_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aside from those clay pieces, one can also buy accessories and bags from Balulang(bags&amp;charms).The owners, Janice &amp;amp; Merjah Bigyan, makes very elegant, and state-of-the-art jewelries and bags that one can indulge on. Made from semi-precious gems and stones, copper wires, and other materials make up their one-of-a kind pieces. I just love their rings!! and their bags!! well, all of the stuff sold there!! And yet again, there quite expensive, but as what i've said, it's worth your money. I have talked with their brother there, and he told us that they're planning to go to Thailand to pursue further study omn jewlery designing/making. Now I wanna join them there!! I wanna learn how to make such unique accessories! Some of the bags and stuff sold their are from Thailand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Overall, the Viaje del Sol trip will give you the impression that Tagaytay, Puerto Galera, Pansol, and other common tourist places are not just the only destinations one can enjoy in the Southside of the Philippines. Just explore any place in the region, then you will find a unique paradise... just like Viaje del Sol did to us.. Too bad, we don't have enough time to visit all the places listed at the Viaje del Sol's brochure, but what the heck, as i've already saw and enjoyed Sitio de Amor Farm Resort and UGU Bigyan, 'am already contented and fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/11636363-115730721142742943?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115730721142742943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115730721142742943&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115730721142742943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115730721142742943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/viaje-del-sol-lagunaquezonbatangas.html' title='Viaje Del Sol (laguna,quezon,batangas)'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115705130145204911</id><published>2006-09-01T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T03:08:21.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love HOUSE but</title><content type='html'>i love watching HOUSE but i would never, ever, venture into such careers they have in there. I DETEST and am SCARED of BLOOD. A droplet of blood from my skin will make me nauseous. That's my weakness. I would JUST love to watch Dr.House, Dr.Chase (cute!!), Dr.Foreman, Dr. Wilson, and the woman doctor who admires the sarcstic and insensitive Dr.House cure and make their patients have a second chance of their life. I will never be a hospital worker.hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think HOUSE is better than Grey's Anatomy .hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every episode really strucks me, it even makes me sob a little because of heartfelt moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i like House's attitude -- sarcastic and insenstive, that makes the show laughable and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And am learning new medical terms and analysis from this show. It made me realize that even a little headache or cough can be an indication of a much severe disease/sickness... That even a normal woman can have two different sex organs(one's not visible, it's like she, i mean he, has more testosterones than estrogens in her system) that's gross, but i pity her. i just don't know if he/she could bear a child of her own.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;ROCKSTAR SUPERNOVA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Star booted out????????? the hell what's wrong with the voters!!!! Storm should've been the one voted out this week! It never really came into my mind that Ryan would be done going home earlier. He's such a singer! helluva singer!! and a great attitude he has that made me admire him! ..it's just like what happened at last year's Rockstar INXS when Mig Ayesa was voted out..all were in REAL SHOCK..  anyhow, life goes on, the show must go on.. There's still Lukas! and Toby! and Magni! and Dilana! hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115705130145204911?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115705130145204911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115705130145204911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115705130145204911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115705130145204911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-house-but.html' title='i love HOUSE but'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115704723731299571</id><published>2006-08-31T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T02:00:37.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today was</title><content type='html'>a dreadful one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to makati for an exam. i arrived 30 minutes earlier than what was expected, then the one am supposed to meet there came 1 1/2 hrs after. So, all throughout those time waiting for that "special person" made me feel sleepy. Thank goodness, am just alone in that "chilled" room, and all i did was just stare outside the window, watching the cars pass-by and try naming their models. Most of them were corollas.wow.ahaha..exciting.ahaha..and so i became a sleepyhead for a couple of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so ayun na nga, i was told to finish the exam in 1 1/2 hrs. But, unluckily, it went overboard their lunchtime and so she left me there and enjoyed eating her lunch, while am waiting for her because i finished my work already. And so, that's another 1 hour of waiting. Luckily (taena, luckily ba to), may minesweeper ang computer.shet.pinagtiyagaan ko. I also made a high score dun! 6 seconds! nax!ahahaah!(beginner's level only).. but man!!! was feeling nauseous because of hunger!! sshheesshh! if only i have no respect for the one i talked earlier, i should've left their office without her knowing! e wala e. mabait parin si pia. mabait na gutom. wow.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while walking towards greenbelt, hay, felt dizzy coz of hunger. I really pity my head and tummy that time. E i don't want to eat all alone in a resto/fastfood chain, and so i just take-out food from one of the places there, and rode a bus (the shuttle bus' still early so i opt riding a bus). hay nku, noise and air pollution in ayala station sucks big time!! and that made my head ache even heavier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ayun, the i went off to that bus, and i thought of riding an fx nalang instead of a jeep para relaxing naman ng konti. wow, I waited for an another 30minutes!! waahh!! e ako naman, wala ng pake that time kahit na super sakit na ulo ko e i still waited for an fx to arrive. Buti nalang medyo kwela mga tao around the place, and they're watching a pinoy movie in a nearby barber shop. Laughtrip ang scene! even though the plot's "mababaw".hehe. A number of very beer-bellied men were running along the shore, and the other people around them thought an earthquake's happening. To much exxageration, few coconuts fell onto their heads.wahahaha.. tama na kababawan.hehe..so there, the fx came, luckily, sa front seat ako and i asked the driver why it took him that long, he told me super traffic along the way. And so he opt to go on a longcut though no traffic at all. And i was very lucky coz along the way e malapit na bahay namin so i took off, and very luckily talaga, a jeep passed by and so i hitched that ride. cheaper pa! nax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a dreadful and nauseous day ..bow ...clap your hands ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115704723731299571?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115704723731299571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115704723731299571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115704723731299571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115704723731299571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-was.html' title='today was'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115678570379905907</id><published>2006-08-29T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T01:21:46.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- to be a fashion designer (first stop: secondary sponsors' dresses for my cousin's wedding..oopps am part of it pala.ahaha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- to be an accessory maker/designer (preferably vintage styles)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- to be a web designer (practicing lately..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- to be a professional surfboard/skimboard/skateboard graffiti maker/designer (did one artwork lately..and it's fun!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- to buy vintage-looking outfit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- to buy the one i saw at wet shop (stay in there, am gonna buy you..hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- to watch and see gnarls barkley, coldplay, or moby live in concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- to be someone like kenneth cobonpue (who did made a mark in the furniture design industry in the world for his exquisite and philippine-look /style of furniture that even brad pitt purchased his designed bed ...shucks!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- to see CLICK ..what a loser am i..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- have this week's awaited call be a positive one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- this friday's reunion with my college friends be "tuloy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- want to finish the entire 2nd season of HOUSE but something's insisting me not to.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- want the GUIMARAS criminals ( hello petron and solar1) be held very liable and be very fast working on cleaning the oceans/sea/shores/BEACHES/coral reefs/mangroves with what they've done even though they insist us that all was an accident. Man, better act fast!! don't just wait for such legal matters to finish!! act now damniT! sayang ang mga marine life ng philippines noh! tas baka ma-affect rinang bantayan island and other islands in cebu?? naman!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://rds.yahoo.com/_ylt=A0Je5x9qJPNEFBgA6HujzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=12e091re3/EXP=1156871658/**http%3a//www.tourism.gov.ph/images/Explore/province/36_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115678570379905907?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115678570379905907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115678570379905907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115678570379905907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115678570379905907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-want.html' title='i want ..'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115678364705242739</id><published>2006-08-29T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T00:47:30.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vintage style = my new frustration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/56/149890759_ef1ff31845_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/56/149890759_ef1ff31845_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/90/216577518_25e6f540a9_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/216577518_25e6f540a9_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.antiquedress.com/charlotcircleskirtsm.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/45/141483875_497345b95d_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love vintage !!!! waaahhh! but they're just expensive for me!!! ahahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish those kind of prints be available here...in a reasonable price&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's an another reason why i watch OC .haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115678364705242739?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115678364705242739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115678364705242739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115678364705242739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115678364705242739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/vintage-style-my-new-frustration.html' title='Vintage style = my new frustration'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115589265334319580</id><published>2006-08-18T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T17:17:33.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/90/218301369_312d29e4c7.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/90/218301369_312d29e4c7.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/63/218301368_120aa1a2ac.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/63/218301368_120aa1a2ac.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOKYO CAFE&lt;/strong&gt; AT MALL OF ASIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love their &lt;strong&gt;WHITE PIZZA &amp; MANILA-MANGO CREPE !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda weird TOKYO CAFE's owner is a CHINESE guy &amp;amp; his filipina wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115589265334319580?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115589265334319580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115589265334319580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115589265334319580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115589265334319580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/08/tokyo-cafe-at-mall-of-asia-love-their.html' title=''/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115428253549054588</id><published>2006-07-31T01:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T02:02:15.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rafols - Libre Reunion</title><content type='html'>Rafols - Libre Reunion happened earlier at The Bayview Park Hotel in Manila and we went there, of course. It was fun seeing and meeting new people connected with The Rafols-Libre family tree. I never could've imagined there are a lot of Libres' all scattered from different parts of the country - from Manila to Bacolod to Cebu to even Mindanao !! wow! And even outside The Philippines! haha! Every minute was a good laugh during the 3hour get-together party. Each person speaking told 2 jokes at a minimum and all were just laughing out loudly. From How their grandfather had a lot of "Tribes" and were just so Cassanovas to someone describing himself as retired already because he's "retarded". Basta, all were just hilarious. Even our cutie, little, kulit relative Winter sang so loud under the table(literally-speaking) a song from the Magic Sing. Even Nacho Libre was put into the scenery wherein one relative asked, "was just wondering, is Nacho Libre anyhow related with us???"... ang galing...all were just witty.. Now i know where Papa and I got our roots.hahaha.. My dad brought 2 super ancient pictures of our ancestors and most of them were amazed and excited seeing their ancestors' family pictures. One picture's colored!come to think of it!?!During those old times, there exists colored-developed pictures?? They said that they had a technique during those times of putting color into those pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libre-Rafols consist of different types of people. There are the intellectuals, the Gwapas, the mestisilyos (omigad, what a spanish-era-sounded term a!hahaaha!), &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,, maybe papa and i could develop a website for the clan. Just to make the communication easier for the entire rafols-libre. And anyone from the clan can post their latest happenings or stories so that the rest would be updated with each other's lives. Isn't these ideas sound good?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115428253549054588?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115428253549054588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115428253549054588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115428253549054588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115428253549054588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/07/rafols-libre-reunion_31.html' title='Rafols - Libre Reunion'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115427967161002425</id><published>2006-07-31T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T01:14:31.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Palawan again</title><content type='html'>Am imagining and reminiscing my Palawan days again. And from that, I thought to myself, "I think the perfect job location would be any island resort in palawan, or any place similar to that."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we visited last september of 2005 the island of Dimakya, in Coron, Palawan, wherein CLUB PARADISE is situated, the people working there were just the nicest. Maybe because they got carried away by the serene, calm, nirvana-like "workplace" they have there. The place really calms down one's entire body even one's soul. And am really telling the hardest truth in here. And so we chanced upon chatting with this mid-20s woman who works as a souvenir shop teller(during the day) and masseur at night. And we both lived in the same municipality!how coincidental!. And she told us about the perks she's getting from working at Club paradise, and that they have VL (vacation leave) for 3 months, etc. Man!! Those perks PLUS getting to work in an island as beautiful as Dimakya?!?!? HELL That would be, I think, the Perfect job in the entire world! haha!.  No traffic, No POLLUTION (AIR, WATER, NOISE,etc.), GREAT facilities, Great Food, GREAAT SURROUNDINGS!! Nothing more to ask for!!  You're there not only to work and earn  money, but to commune with nature also, For FREE!!! hayyyyyy..... How I wish island resorts down there need graphic artists or industrial designers. haha. asa pa .. Dream On .. Dream On ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115427967161002425?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115427967161002425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115427967161002425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115427967161002425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115427967161002425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/07/palawan-again.html' title='Palawan again'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115272936393660832</id><published>2006-07-13T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T02:36:04.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mixed mind is composed of :</title><content type='html'>My mixed mind is composed of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chilhood memories : &lt;br /&gt;playing rough outdoor games, &lt;br /&gt;gameboards/playing cards like &lt;br /&gt;UNO (when t'was not yet famous here in the Philippines.hehe!sikat mga tao dito e.pasimuno ng trend.hehe.kapal) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T HAVE A COW (The Simpsons)(o man, i really miss this gameboard! it was like a gambling gameboard for children.hehe..take note, with bet chips pa a! I searched for this gameboard in all corners of our house, but,sheesh!, didnt found it!maybe twas at my cousins'..how i wish all the pieces are still nice and preppy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syempre, monopoly..hehe..at an early age a, we're playing that business-like kind of game.hehe..neighborhood kids here during those days were kinda intellectual a.Take note, playing for real estate?!? sshheeessshHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other gameboards.. and of course, playing with barbie dolls with Ria. we used to be super close and all..we even did skits for our barbie and ken.haha!sheesshhh now am laughing out loud here!haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish those days be ours again. Wherein all you can worry is how to own the best "realty property" in Monopoly, how to get most of the "chips" in Don't Have a Cow, how to run fast just to catch the Robbers, etc.. those simple problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; man, but now, problems are pain in the ass and in my eyes and on my legs, in my entire body and soul. It's true that the older you get, the more harder the problems you'll have to face and deal with it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayyy, but now, i just wanna go and....search for my DON'T HAVE A COW gameboard and play with it!! wanna play?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since childhood pala am a gambler na pala,hehe.. now am addicted to celebrity poker at channel35.hehe. wanna learn more of it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and am just so into WHEEL OF FORTUNE. if only i could join in there (the USA version please), then, i'd be winning tons of dough and own a Lexus IS250 or a porsche or an audi..all of there prize cars are hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, am sounding too materialistic now..well, it's just that i wanna play games. games that require strategy, brains, and luck. and winning isn't just earning pride and prestige, it also comes with CASH.hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCKSTAR's back. Now with a new band, SUPERNOVA, looking for their "perfect" lead singer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents told me INXS will come and have a concert at ARANETA on august 15 (not sure)..and take note, alongside the band and their new lead singer JD FORTUNE, MIGS AYESA will also be there!!! isn't that GREAT!?!?!!! oh man am dying to see them LIVE!!  But 1k for the upper box B? tough price for us.. but, i have earned money here..hehehe..they also wanna go.. And Am willing to pay for my own seat..yep, u heard it right.. am not kuripot anymore, like what some says about me.hehe.. I saw constantine Maroulis live...for free.. and that was fantastic! why not splurge on with MIGS AYESA and INXS? hehehe!!...abangan ang susunod na kabanata..hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, about the SUPERNOVA thing.. those new contestant are still in the learning process. they still sing averagely. well, "partida" na rin 'cause it's their first week process. but am looking forward to the one who sang THE KILLER's  "SOMEBODY TOLD ME" and the other guy who sang COLDPLAY's "DON'T PANIC".. the girls' there? well, it seems like they don't fit with SUPERNOVA'S aura (hello!?collaboration of metallica, guns n roses, and Tommy Lee?hehe) but i did have the chills earlier when i saw one girl singing "RING OF FIRE".. medyo bagay for the supernova.hehe. And i hate Courtney Love-wannabe girl who did mostly shouting when she sung. WANNABE.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ + + + + + + + + + +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if am going to be super flattered ir be freaked out knowing that someone "admires" me wherein he doesn't know me at all and vice versa, he's a total stranger to me. Man, he got my resume somewhere, and all those personal infos of mine, man, knows it already. That really freaks me out, seriously..at first, i thought of maybe someone's making me PUNK'D or in the local scene, WOW MALI..maybe my friends, but no. he's a total stranger!... man, am not that desperate for love or for even friendship to go and entertain as such situation. I know it's so usual for two people to be strangers at first, but, it's like he's stalking me. Am not proud with it.. well, he may talk to me about how nice he is and that he has no bad intentions at all, but man, i don't trust people that easily nowadays. In the past, i have given so much trust to those i love/loved/know/known and some just didn't treasured it. PIA_PRECAUTIOUS, that's what i am.. My biggest fear , and for some people also, would be being an "Old Maid". But, am not yet that too desperate for love right now. I read an an editorial article at THE PHILIPPINE DAILY INQUIRER last week and someone wrote this, " almost 1/4 of your life will be devoted to yourself. The rest would be being with someone else already." well, from that, all i can say is, am happy being single, doing freely anything i want without someone to make decisions on whether i should be doing this or not. Wherein i could go out with different people and friends without someone reprimanding me. Wherein i could sit by and lounge in a hammock along the shore alone, wherein i could find peace and serenity with the breeze of fresh air, sparkling look of the waves, sound of the sea going against the shore and rocks alongside, powdery-feel of white sand, and sunrays' going past my tingling skin till i get tan.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/4 of my life is devoted to my one and only MOI.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*some parts could be in wrong grammar. pasintabi lang po sa mga english teachers and sa mga katulad ko who makes fun of people who are BAROK(just like me.hehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115272936393660832?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115272936393660832/comments/default' title='Post 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exactly : parking lot&lt;br /&gt;am i going : hell yes!&lt;br /&gt;with whom : um..neighbors +jam? hayy..for as long as am there, super ok na ko! &lt;br /&gt;what to bring: digicam syempre! + videocam sana.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;% of desperation watching that concert: 110% !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go out of the office earlier!!well, must arrive at the office earlier than my usual time.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i excited: Can't You see?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wla na nga sila sa fete, dapat naman puntahan ko na to noh! talagang pinagbigyan na ko ni Lord na makapanood ng dub..walk home afterwards lang e.hahahha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where am i now : office. halata bang hinihintay ung july 14?hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am listening now : MP3 songs ng urbandub ano pa ba?!?!hehe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115206551422353305?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' 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style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;makes sense, huh!?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;therefore, i am part of the band, CREAM !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah!!! am Ginger Baker !!!&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/11636363-115113872864542292?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;therefore, i am part of the band, CREAM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff33;"&gt;yeah!!! am Ginger Baker !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115113780672107072?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115113780672107072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115113780672107072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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/&gt;WHITESNAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE I GO AGAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know where Im going&lt;br /&gt;But, I sure know where Ive been&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on the promises&lt;br /&gt;In songs of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;An Ive made up my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I aint wasting no more time&lt;br /&gt;But, here I go again&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho I keep searching for an answer,&lt;br /&gt;I never seem to find what Im looking for&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord, I pray&lt;br /&gt;You give me strength to carry on,&lt;br /&gt;cos I know what it means&lt;br /&gt;To walk along the lonely street of dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An here I go again on my own&lt;br /&gt;Goin down the only road Ive ever known,&lt;br /&gt;Like a hobo* I was born to walk alone&lt;br /&gt;An Ive made up my mind&lt;br /&gt;I aint wasting no more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just another heart in need of rescue,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on loves sweet charity&lt;br /&gt;An Im gonna hold on&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of my days,&lt;br /&gt;cos I know what it means&lt;br /&gt;To walk along the lonely street of dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An here I go again on my own&lt;br /&gt;Goin down the only road Ive ever known,&lt;br /&gt;Like a hobo* I was born to walk alone&lt;br /&gt;An Ive made up my mind&lt;br /&gt;I aint wasting no more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, here I go again,&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again,&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again,&lt;br /&gt;Here I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Ive made up my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I aint wasting no more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An here I go again on my own&lt;br /&gt;Goin down the only road Ive ever known,&lt;br /&gt;Like a hobo I was born to walk alone&lt;br /&gt;cos I know what it means&lt;br /&gt;To walk along the lonely street of dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An here I go again on my own&lt;br /&gt;Goin down the only road Ive ever known,&lt;br /&gt;Like a hobo I was born to walk alone&lt;br /&gt;An Ive made up my mind&lt;br /&gt;I aint wasting no more time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, here I go again,&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again,&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again,&lt;br /&gt;Here I go,&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* in the 1987 version this word is changed to drifter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115056792411080067?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115056792411080067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115056792411080067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115056792411080067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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It's already on its 3rd season but i still managed to understand the whole old OC thing. Thanks to Star World. They show the past 2 season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY HAVE I CHANCED UPON LIKING AND LOVING THE OC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;The PLOT !! well, i got to see part by part of them way back, just being curious of what's it all about..i didn't figure out the story so i just switched channels.. but it was just two weeks ago, when the episode's about going to a new school(Marissa Cooper's first day going to a public school). Well, what a surreal situation for me!! The following day was my first day at WORK! and was just feeling so new to that new environment, with new people, new obligations, all new!! so there...i felt so alone during those times..trying hard to fit in..well, time may heal and help that situation of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;THEIR CLOTHES !! Coop's and Summer's outfits are just great.. Even Ryan's and Seth's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;THEIR SETTING !! (location:Beach, their houses, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ad of course,&lt;br /&gt;&gt;THE MUSIC !!!! from Bloc party to The Killers to Rachel Yamagata to Ryan Adams to The Subways to Franz Ferdinand to Imogen Heap to Wolfmother!!  all are just so UN-MAINSTREAM!! HELL GREAT!! NICE!! now that's more like it!! Galing!! Mercibeaucoup for their awesome sounds!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God local channels here didn't get hold of The OC..i hope abs-cbn , studio23 , gma7 , and/or abc5 will have no chance of liking and getting this show.. hehehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....CALIFORNIA....HERE WE COME......  yeah yeah yeah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115056287610738999?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115056287610738999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115056287610738999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115056287610738999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115056287610738999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/06/am-now-official-oc-addict.html' title='am now an official OC addict'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115044879166222117</id><published>2006-06-16T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T17:06:31.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Artist: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Rachael Yamagata lyrics" href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/rachael_yamagata_lyrics_3016/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Rachael Yamagata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Album: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Rachael Yamagata Happenstance lyrics" href="http://www.lyricsmania.com/lyrics/rachael_yamagata_lyrics_3016/happenstance_lyrics_9084/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Happenstance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Year: 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Title: Reason Why&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I think about how it might have been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;We'd spend our days travelin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;It's not that I don't understand you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;It's not that I don't want to be with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;But you only wanted me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;The way you wanted me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;So, I will head out alone and hope for the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;And we can hang our heads down as we skip the goodbyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;You can tell the world what you want them to hear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I've got nothing left to lose, my dear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;So, I'm up for the little white lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;But you and I know the reason why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm gone, and you're still there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'll buy a magazine searching for your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;From coast to coast, or whatever I find my place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'll track you on the radio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;And I'll sign your list in a different name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;But as close as I come to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;It's not the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;So, I will head out alone and hope for the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;We can pat ourselves on the back and say that we tried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;And if one of us makes it big &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;We can spill our regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt; And talk about how the love never dies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;But you and I know the reason why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I'm gone, and you're still there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;So, steal the show &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;And do your best to cover the tracks that I have left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I wish you well and hope you find whatever you're looking for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;The way I might've changed my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;But you only showed me the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;So, I will head out alone and hope for the best &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;We can pat ourselves on the back and say that we tried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;And if one of us makes it big &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;We can spill our regrets &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;And talk about how the love never dies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;But you and I know the reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115044879166222117?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115044879166222117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115044879166222117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115044879166222117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115044879166222117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/06/artist-rachael-yamagata-album.html' title=''/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-115004668675299646</id><published>2006-06-12T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:24:46.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gnrals Barkley!!!</title><content type='html'>am Soooooooooooooo addicted with Gnarls Barkley!!! Cee-lo and Danger Mouse!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY REALLY LOVE EACH OF THEIR LIVE CONCERTS shown on TV!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the :&lt;br /&gt;*TOP OF THE POPS (they're in aviation motiff), &lt;br /&gt;*LATE NIGHT WITH CONAN O'BRIEN's SHOW (they're in Bathroom motiff, wherein they wore bathrobes, microphones being used are bodysrubs brushes, rubber duckies at the side, etc.), &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and ofcourse, their MTV VIDEO! IT's Just SOOOO PSYCHEDELIC!!SUCH AN INSPIRATION!! NICE PIECE OF GRAPHIC WORK!MAN!! that gave me inspiration!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hits my entire soul everytime i watch them play, seriously!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i can't wait for their another appearance at TONIGHT WITH JAY LENO's SHOW!!! 2 DAYS TO GO!!! MAN!! I CANT WAIT!! I CANT even imagine what would be their new motiff!! maybe BARNYARD MOTIF??hahahA!!BLESS YOUR SOUL!!! I THINK EVERY CORNER OF THIS WORLD's crazy with this!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't stand with waiting for his appearance also at David Letterman's show scheduled august!!waaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm crazy..... Just like you...!!hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAENA, HOW I WISH THEY WILL NEVER BE JOLOGS AND BE A MAINSTREAM HERE IN THE PHILIPPINES!!! I THINK THEY WILL NEVER BE loved by the MASSES here..hehehe!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I LOVE PSYCHEDELIC SOUL kind of music!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when... I remember, I remember when I lost my mind.&lt;br /&gt;There was something so thrilling about that phase.&lt;br /&gt;Even your emotions have an echo - in so much space.&lt;br /&gt;...And then your out there, without a care - yeah I was out of touch.&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't because I did't know enough - I just knew too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that make me crazy?&lt;br /&gt;Does that make me crazy?&lt;br /&gt;Does that make me crazy?&lt;br /&gt;Probably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And I know that you were having the time of your life.&lt;br /&gt;But think twice, that's my only advice.&lt;br /&gt;Come on now,&lt;br /&gt;who do you... who do you... who do you... who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha, bless your soul.&lt;br /&gt;You really think you're in control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think you're crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I think you're crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I think you're crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heroes had the heart to live their lives out on the limb.&lt;br /&gt;And all I remember is thinking "I wanna be like them".&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was little... Ever since I was little it looked like fun.&lt;br /&gt;And it's no coincidence I'm calm and I can die when I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I'm crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we're crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Probably...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-115004668675299646?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/115004668675299646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=115004668675299646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115004668675299646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/115004668675299646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/06/gnrals-barkley.html' title='Gnrals Barkley!!!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114815099184340928</id><published>2006-05-21T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T02:49:51.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go-betweens - Finding YOU</title><content type='html'>ILOVE Go-Betweens, The Afters, The Magic Numbers, and People in Planes.hehe..nice bands!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINDING YOU&lt;br /&gt;by : GO-betweens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if you turned around&lt;br /&gt;And saw me beside you&lt;br /&gt;Not in a dream but in a song?&lt;br /&gt;Would you float like a phantom&lt;br /&gt;Or would you sing along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where I’m going&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where it’s flowing&lt;br /&gt;But I know it’s finding you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do&lt;br /&gt;If you saw me driving by in a car&lt;br /&gt;The quickest you’ve ever seen me spin?&lt;br /&gt;Would you smile and wave&lt;br /&gt;Or would you bow and get in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where I’m going&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where it’s flowing&lt;br /&gt;But I know it’s finding you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then the lightning finds us&lt;br /&gt;Burns away our kindness&lt;br /&gt;We can’t find a place to hide&lt;br /&gt;Come the rainy season&lt;br /&gt;Surrender to our treasons&lt;br /&gt;Can we even find our tears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where I’m going&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know where it’s flowing &lt;br /&gt;But I know it’s finding you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;If You Talk Too Much ( my head will explode)&lt;br /&gt;by: People in Planes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to try and save me, &lt;br /&gt;No I don't want you at all, &lt;br /&gt;If we're through, then you don't blame me, &lt;br /&gt;'Cause that won't do at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you talk too much my head will explode (x7) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've no time to reconcile me, &lt;br /&gt;There's no time left at all, &lt;br /&gt;And I'll take my share, and then I'll vanish, &lt;br /&gt;I want my share, that's all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you talk too much my head will explode (x7) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't complain, I feel sly (?) &lt;br /&gt;You can get up and go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to try and save me, &lt;br /&gt;No I don't want you at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you talk too much my head will explode (repeat to end) &lt;br /&gt;(Backing part: If you talk too much my head will blow)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114815099184340928?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114815099184340928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114815099184340928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114815099184340928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114815099184340928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/05/go-betweens-finding-you.html' title='Go-betweens - Finding YOU'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114797970522767872</id><published>2006-05-19T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T03:15:05.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i am still awake!!! man!! pwedeng pwede ako mag-graveyard shift nito a!hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesshh, Summer 0f 2006 has gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm living in a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Since Summer came in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;a summer that's supposed to be a usual one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Til I realized it'll be memorable one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/52/145250495_6fabc31faa_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/52/145250495_6fabc31faa_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;So surreal, so enchanting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;that we met during the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;under the stars, beside the shore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;with the breeze and waves of Puerto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;How magical isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;that our souls met in a place no one ever expected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;in a time when it's so unusual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Is this God's Gift for both us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;You're the best I ever have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;that's why I thank God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;more so if you're His gift for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;if that happens, I need no more in this world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Every word, every breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Every smile, every touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;every little thing in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Is all I ever dreamed of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;The summer has ended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;But my Summer hasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Will you let this happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Just wake me up if you will..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;(Summer2005 writing ko)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*BOOM* Pia woke up from that dream...he woke me up months past..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I wanna dream like this again, with a new scenery and with a new person, with a more mature PIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Man, I feel so lucky, having a lot of summer escapades, going to places people don't usually go, like Palawan,chilling-out at pristine-white sand beaches, enjoying schools of fish swimming around our human bodies, feeling the clean breeze of wind, tasting the saltwaters of south china sea, eating sumptuous dishes, all of it along with my super family... perfect enough but not quite..there is still missing in those kind of trips that i haven't found, that i haven't met, that I haven't touched, felt, tasted, smelled...and that's what I'm waiting for now..People often say you don't have to wait for something/someone to come into your life, that it'll just come the least you expected it..I know that...but...the F*%&amp;K, can i just know if it'll show up to me??(hehe,mood swing pia,chill lang!)...the F*%K!!!when will we meet? (Chill pia, chill..hehe)&lt;/span&gt; when will i share these kind of moments with him?when will I be able to feed schools of fish with him?when will I gonna have someone to tag along with me to these escapades? My trips still lack someone.. My happiness cannot be complete and perfect if i do not have someone to share it with..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Have encountered 22 years of sunsets and sunrises, 22 years of enchanting night sky with stars flickering their light and moon brightly lit, they are my favorite things in the world;my happiness;my addiction;my life,.. but still haven't got to share it with my GOD's GIFT.. I would be 100% ecstatic each day of my life with him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114797970522767872?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114797970522767872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114797970522767872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114797970522767872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114797970522767872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-still-awake-man-pwedeng-pwede-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114780658925462548</id><published>2006-05-17T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T03:09:49.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIGICAMS for SALE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/52/147711328_58e71b4f1a.jpg?v=0&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand" height="243" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/52/147711328_58e71b4f1a.jpg?v=0 " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For Sale DIGICAMS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Contact me for further details&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114780658925462548?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114780658925462548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114780658925462548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114780658925462548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114780658925462548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/05/digicams-for-sale.html' title='DIGICAMS for SALE'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114779782548792746</id><published>2006-05-17T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T00:43:59.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"They Come and go like ships at night." ---DAVID LETTERMAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's a saying, "When God closes a door,......... it breaks your heart."  &lt;br /&gt;---from the TV series MONK , which i've been really hooked with recently..plus HOUSE !!! i really love both these shows! It helps me think logically, figuring things up in an intellectual way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOPE THIS SONG WILL NOT BE RELATED IN MY ENTIRE LIFE..cause that seems,feels drastic having this kind of life..ESCAPE before it's too LATE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Eating Glass&lt;br /&gt;by Bloc Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold in this house&lt;br /&gt;Open mouth swallowing us&lt;br /&gt;The children sent home from school&lt;br /&gt;Will not stop crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you're busy&lt;br /&gt;But do I know that you care?&lt;br /&gt;You got your finger on the pulse&lt;br /&gt;You got your eyes everywhere&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts all the time when you don't return my calls&lt;br /&gt;And you haven't got the time to remember how it was&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold in this house&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold in this house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't eat, I can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep, I can't dream&lt;br /&gt;An aversion to light&lt;br /&gt;Got a fear of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like drinking poison, like eating glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold in this house&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold in this house&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold in this bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got crosses on our eyes&lt;br /&gt;Been walking into the walls again&lt;br /&gt;We've got crosses on our eyes&lt;br /&gt;Been walking into the furniture&lt;br /&gt;We've got crosses on our eyes&lt;br /&gt;For richer, for poorer, for better, for worse&lt;br /&gt;We've got crosses on our eyes&lt;br /&gt;We've been walking into the furniture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;love the sound and lyrics of this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulips&lt;br /&gt;Bloc party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you said tulips&lt;br /&gt;I knew that you're mine&lt;br /&gt;When I caught you there&lt;br /&gt;Crying in the night&lt;br /&gt;Wearing my jacket&lt;br /&gt;Wearing that smile&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I'd found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be an opportunity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you unawares&lt;br /&gt;Did it catch you out?&lt;br /&gt;Or did it break you in&lt;br /&gt;Right from the start&lt;br /&gt;It's as pure as fire&lt;br /&gt;It's as pure as snow&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I'd found you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be an opportunity&lt;br /&gt;If you promise to let it grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cos you're the one I love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114779782548792746?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114779782548792746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114779782548792746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114779782548792746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114779782548792746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/05/they-come-and-go-like-ships-at-night.html' title=''/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114766641153491444</id><published>2006-05-15T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T12:13:31.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics i love as of now</title><content type='html'>To the most insanse, most insecure, most psycho, craziest earthly-living creature (ay, lady bitch pala!hehehe) , this song's for you..hehe. Even though i really love the beats of this song, i still dedicate this to You, insecure bitch.hehe..It really matches your attitude and way of thinking right now, or so may i say, forever.hehe..check it out yourself.tinatamad ako mag-copy paste ng entire song just for you.haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.metrolyrics.com/lyrics/1755148968/Gnarls_Barkley/Crazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114766641153491444?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114766641153491444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114766641153491444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114766641153491444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114766641153491444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/05/lyrics-i-love-as-of-now.html' title='lyrics i love as of now'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114747245386508808</id><published>2006-05-13T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T03:22:50.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/49/145229324_9c9ed3bd27.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/piamogarte/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/piamogarte/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheessh, it's already 530am, and the wind outside's been blowing so hard it makes weird noises!! JUST FINISHED downloading tons of puerto princesa pictures in my flickr site.. still can't get over that summer escapade!! we're just so LUCKY we went there just before typhoon strucked The Philippines..Thank God for the right timing!!! now, summer's over, but still have honda bay,etc on my mind!.hahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will surely miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snake island &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/50/145194014_fad04df7fb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" height="185" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/50/145194014_fad04df7fb.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pandan island &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/55/145197595_4001e29e80.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="200" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/55/145197595_4001e29e80.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/54/145197590_7de4950c9d.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="197" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/54/145197590_7de4950c9d.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this secluded place (man, i will not forget this perfect place!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/51/145194012_01f61405fc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="184" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/51/145194012_01f61405fc.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scenery going to the well-known undergroundriver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/44/145206893_70a9f450f7.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/44/145206893_70a9f450f7.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/50/145209861_3a4b91a363.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="147" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/50/145209861_3a4b91a363.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the underground river ride!! its creepiness yet enchanting feeling &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/54/145213356_108d991776.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/54/145213356_108d991776.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/50/145213357_310dfb1d98.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="216" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/50/145213357_310dfb1d98.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while inside the pitch-black cave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/49/145216467_f718da18e0.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="171" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/49/145216467_f718da18e0.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/56/145216472_8b078d3817.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="192" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/56/145216472_8b078d3817.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/53/145216473_b549bdb60c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="207" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/53/145216473_b549bdb60c.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/46/145220244_e5b2b7359b.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="190" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/46/145220244_e5b2b7359b.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/36/145222993_3ecca25fbe.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand" height="182" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/36/145222993_3ecca25fbe.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabang beach &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/49/145229324_9c9ed3bd27.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/49/145229324_9c9ed3bd27.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/54/145226557_428a7626dd.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="134" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/54/145226557_428a7626dd.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/46/145229328_e0bea0aaed.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" height="153" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/46/145229328_e0bea0aaed.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/52/145232359_c99ce4c8ac.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 288px; CURSOR: hand" height="152" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/52/145232359_c99ce4c8ac.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/48/145234943_45726f6195.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="125" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/48/145234943_45726f6195.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/44/145234944_62d212bfd9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand" height="148" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/44/145234944_62d212bfd9.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114747245386508808?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114747245386508808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114747245386508808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114747245386508808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114747245386508808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/05/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114672634627002128</id><published>2006-05-04T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T15:05:46.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music is my LIFE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;"..If that's the way it is, then that's the way it is.."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blue Light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..Lost in a forest..You said you'll eat up my &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt;.."  *Modern lOve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..you lied to me, the way you were, the way we were, the way we are.I tried to tell you everything.."  *Luno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All from &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Bloc Party&lt;/span&gt; 's album Silent Alarm(my super favorite cd i have now lately!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;"..And when i wake up tonight I said, "I gotta make somebody love me, I gotta make somebody love me, and now i know now i know now i know, i know that it's you, you're lucky lucky, you're so lucky!.."&lt;/span&gt;  *Do You Want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"..I love the sound of you walking away (3x) the feelings will go down."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;*Walk Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All from Franz ferdinand's latest album You could have it so much better.(my second favorite cd!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad borrowed some CDs from his friend Tony. They both loved the same genres of music. And so am I!!! That's why am super excited whenever my dad brings home CDs from him.hehe!Yeah am so lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CDs lately borrowed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Thackery and Tab Benoit - Whiskey Store Live! (2004)   *dont like that much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes New York(2003)- featuring The Strokes, Interpol, The Rapture, Le Tigre, Radio 4, &amp; The Walkmen   *this compilation Cd's all about NY and it's a promotional CD, i guess.hehe..This is quite Ok because the songs aren't popular, and that's what i like most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neat Neat Neat - Uncut   *another promotional CD - featuring The charlatans, The Damned, Pere UBU, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Morcheeba&lt;/span&gt; ( i love morcheeba!!hehe!), the Co-betweens,etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deodato - Collector's Edition    * more on blues rock ata..i forgot.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedicab - Franz Ferdinand of the Philippines hahahaah!! pero ok sila!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santana - All that i Am (2005)   *am through with santana songs because of its oh So many promotional ads weeks ago on TV for their concert that Santana himself wasn't there...But i love &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jingo!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franz Ferdinand - Franz ferdinand    * Take me out, This Fire, The dark of the Matinee..best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franz Ferdinand - You could have it so much better   *nuff said!hehe i love it i love it!hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gang of Four - Return the Gift (2005) CD1    *80s pa daw sila..but sounds new!! the thump thump drum beats! I LOVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GANG oF Four - Return the Gift (2005) Cd2    *remixes by the &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yeah Yeah yeahs&lt;/span&gt;!(i love this group also even though the singe's weird!haah,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hot hot heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (i love them also!!they're hoT!haha), the Others,  Faultline,etc..  *i love the remixes much better !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay i love freebies!hahahaah!!! I love music! music's my life!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114672634627002128?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114672634627002128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114672634627002128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114672634627002128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114672634627002128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/05/music-is-my-life.html' title='Music is my LIFE!!!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114525827598390138</id><published>2006-04-17T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T15:17:55.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Palawan escapade again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;We're going to Palawan agaiN! !!! shheessshH!! am i the luckiest alive now???? hahaha!! We've explored the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;northern Palawan(Coron,Busuanga,Dimakya Island(Club Paradise),Twin Lagoon, Maquinit Hot Springs, Calauit Safari Island,etc) last september2005&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;and now our next flight?? &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Puerto Princesa !! Honday Bay! Legend Hotel, Snake or Pandan Island, underground caves, etc.!!&lt;/span&gt; SheeesshH!! am i So EXCITED!!!! weeeehh!! hope we have a nice weather down there on may6-8!! Another different birthday escapade,man!!! waahhh!! &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Splash!!&lt;/span&gt; and am gonna be invading Palawan again!! sEE YOU ALL DOWN THER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114525827598390138?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114525827598390138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114525827598390138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114525827598390138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114525827598390138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/04/palawan-escapade-again_17.html' title='Palawan escapade again!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114512219571962623</id><published>2006-04-16T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T01:29:55.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/55/128946741_461094d194.jpg?v=0 "&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 373px; CURSOR: hand" height="243" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/55/128946741_461094d194.jpg?v=0 " border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which does not belong in this picture?? hehehe.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Man! Am Super bored now! That's the result of my boredom !! Just exploring Photoshop!hehehe!..making fun of the pix i got in my computer!hahaha!! So what's your answer?hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114512219571962623?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114512219571962623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114512219571962623&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114512219571962623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114512219571962623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/04/which-does-not-belong-in-this-picture_16.html' title=''/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114495402219217222</id><published>2006-04-14T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T02:56:07.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am...</title><content type='html'>I am sooper bored!! watched 2 movies straight!!- Undiscovered and In Her Shoes.. Sheeshh, made myself stuck in front of the TV?!wow!..Well, during the afternoon, we went Visita Iglesia..Just around the vicinity(as always.haha)..I wore our cfad shirt and my "katcha" pants that looked like a pajama.hehe.Pake ko ba.atleast feel ko pa rin ang beach.hahaha!..We finished at around 6pm. Ate something at Burger machine, our all-time favorite ( how unlucky i am, i only got a regular cheeseburger, not my usual JUMBO.hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;..Then along our way home, we bought Liempo at Baliwag(newest establishment in our village.haha!).While waiting for the order, we had a little discussion and it's somehow like this:&lt;br /&gt;Jam: pia, san cel mo??&lt;br /&gt;pia: malamang, iniwan ko sa bahay.Visita Iglesia tyo now, bat ko ddalhin!?...&lt;br /&gt;Jam: e what if, may emergency call kaya?! or what if bigla mgtext si Acosta syo ng "i need you..blah blah.."&lt;br /&gt;pia: e ano pake ko kung magtext si Acosta?&lt;br /&gt;jam: wla lng..baka lng..hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;Papa: sinong acosta?&lt;br /&gt;pia:wahahaha! nakalimutan mo na un?haha! tagal n kasi noh?&lt;br /&gt;jam: ung guy na dumadalaw dati..&lt;br /&gt;papa: o ano nga pla nangyari dun??&lt;br /&gt;pia: wla na un..hehe&lt;br /&gt;papa: sayang naman. mahilig pa nman un kay eric johnson.dami pa nman niya alam abut skanya.. and sayang, lagi pa nman nagdadala ng food sa bahay...and mabait pa nman siya..&lt;br /&gt;Pia: a tlga? c eric johnson gusto nun? di ko lam un a! basta ako, kay joe satriani pa rin ako.. eh ganun e, wla na e..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That moment made me laugh in my mind. Because my dad didn't know what happened way back. And made me perceive how "sayang" yet i'd still smile about how he sees Mark as a nice person and how they clicked with the same interests in music,cars,computers,etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how time really pass by so swiftly that it's been one year since we met at galera.haha. Can't believe it happened one year ago. Well, Galera still looks and feels the same as last year,(well, more constructions going on, getting crowdier, more gays). But this year, the experience was way fun and thrilling that only a number of times came in my mind what happened last year. Didn't take a chance of searching for another Shooting star there. I just had no time gazing at the sky because we(meri,ej,touki,meann,ian,lei, and i) all had fun! Tagay pa!hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I believe in fairy tales and magic wands that cast enchanting spells..in Peter Pans and Tinkerbells. I believe in wishing wells, Shooting stars, and miracles..And my cherished miracle is You.." &lt;br /&gt;        &gt;&gt;&gt;shooting stars???? not anymore!!! hehehehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need magic. I need enchanting moments. I need magic dusts. I need fairies. I need Fireflies around me to have this kind of enchantment. But i want those kind of Fireflies who don't lose their light. I don't want them to leave me all alone in the dark, all naive, waiting to be mine again.. But it seems that it doesn't exist anywhere in this world, even in a place where magic is possible. Nothing lasts forever.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesshh!! ang daldal ko uli!! am really a night person!! *Boom* Am Gone!!Gutom na ko uli!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114495402219217222?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114495402219217222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114495402219217222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114495402219217222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114495402219217222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am.html' title='i am...'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114469292746823902</id><published>2006-04-11T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T01:34:28.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Galera 2006!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/piamogarte/sets/72057594103774517/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/piamogarte/sets/72057594103774517/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;What the heck!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;oh yeah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Com'on baby now,twist and shout!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66cccc;"&gt;All of EJ's songs (from orange&amp;lemons to The Beatles)with his guitar + his facial expressions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I still believe in EVER AFTER with you..(2006 na, bat yan pa rin sounds dun??hahahah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tambay near the cave!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/51/126955406_b77b349b69.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/51/126955406_b77b349b69.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tan lines!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sando tan lines!hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sando tan line Tandem = touki+meann.HEHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunburn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/47/126464615_62f829e534.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/47/126464615_62f829e534.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cave!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG, SHARP ROCKS&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;thank God, didn't get any scars from that adventure!hehe! have learned my lesson since last summer.haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Snorkelling!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Coral Garden!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Super Fine white sand at locsin's private island!(shucks! that was the finest sand i've ever felt!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/51/126477267_96b822a246.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand" height="93" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/51/126477267_96b822a246.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mindoro Sling!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gin Pineapple! &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/56/126955408_3aa46ee3eb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="191" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/56/126955408_3aa46ee3eb.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66ff99;"&gt;meri+meann = lasing na inapproach ng lasing na cute guy.hehe (ako umiwas nalang ako e. may trauma na ko dyan.haha!.Buti nlang i managed my being tipsy that time.hehe!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/51/126471170_17ce365dea.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" height="123" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/51/126471170_17ce365dea.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/48/126464621_40335eb127.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" height="122" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/48/126464621_40335eb127.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/56/126471171_3eb2d874d9.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px" height="125" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/56/126471171_3eb2d874d9.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/49/126481178_d908d98cf2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" height="164" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/49/126481178_d908d98cf2.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE SUNSET!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;"&gt;perfecT!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Galera love team = pia+ej.hahahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;All were lasing and wasted! SIGE SHOT PA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9966;"&gt;laging naliligaw going to our place!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/54/126955405_ef1a6b8450.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="197" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/54/126955405_ef1a6b8450.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tipid Trip! (food, boat ride, ice!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;the badings that were so fun to be with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ang bwisit na dare! (na loko ako dun a!haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;cornedbeef + lugaw!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;salbabida na may animal's face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scandal ni ej and ng bading c/o touki!haha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unahan sa dulo ng kama!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;HI, you're a foreigner? Hi,i'm asian! &lt;&lt;&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;140km/hr @ star tollway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;shells, corals,white sand from locsin's island&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;school of fish!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;These were my 2006 Galera memories.. &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/53/126955404_f86cb20979.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="187" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/53/126955404_f86cb20979.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll never forget these. What the heck! It was such a fun one!! to think i was with people am not really close with, but still, the trip really will definitely be unforgettable! I wanna go back and have some more of these!!haha! Puerto Galera's getting crowdier each year but what the hecK?!, there's still some space left for those who want to chill while some are partying hard like hell.hehe Shot pa diyan!! this place won't give you any idea what day is it already as long as you're having fun. And that happened to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Before, i really don't give a fuck going back at Puerto Galera. Well, that was long ago. But, i took a chance, and now, I'm so thankful i have no regrets going back there. The whole experience was just a blast.. And am wishing for more of these..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114469292746823902?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114469292746823902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114469292746823902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114469292746823902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114469292746823902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/04/galera-2006.html' title='Galera 2006!!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114426301284309730</id><published>2006-04-06T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T02:50:12.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been wishing of fireflies flying in our yard. I really miss those nights when I see them go past my way, flickering their "light" and make me imagine and think I am in a magical place. A place where wishes come true when you have been given magic dusts by fairies flying around the enchanting place. Well, our house was just like that way back my grade school days.. I remember i have all the chance of catching some fireflies and placing them in a jar. Then, i'll go in a dark place so I could see them shine and flicker their light. And for a few minutes, i feel ecstatic and overjoyed on how beautiful they look like. They seem magical and all. But after some minutes, all their light was gone in an instant, or maybe in a slow way; like a candle losing all its wick and trying hard to put more light but chance was all gone. But i cannot remember what I did after the fireflies lost its light. It's either i threw them away coz they're dead or i let them fly away and be as free as a bird. I just can't remember.. I really just wish those times be mine again. How i wish fireflies will scatter and fly around our yard once again. How I wish our yard will feel and look magical again. Well, maybe not anymore. With all the pollution seemingly destroying their environment, our place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wonder, if i were to be asked what animal would i be, i will definitely tell them, "i'd be a firefly". my reasons will be kept by moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merci Beaucoup for the wonderful time I had with the Fireflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Shucks ang daldal ko ngayon a. parang may biglang pumasok sa utak ko to think of fireflies. Well, i guess, super miss ko na makakita ng fireflies. I need them. I need magic. I need fairies. I need enchantment. i just don't know how,when,where,what it'll appear in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Boom!* am gone! just like fireflies that lost their light.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114426301284309730?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114426301284309730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114426301284309730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114426301284309730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114426301284309730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-have-been-wishing-of-fireflies.html' title=''/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114425783345942038</id><published>2006-04-06T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T01:23:53.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer na talaga!! one month na!haha!!</title><content type='html'>2 days to go, beach uli!! galera uli!hahaha! shucks! sana it'll be fun!hehe! Am not with my high school kada for now. Am gonna be with my blockmates! It'll be our last summer (hope not) trip together before venturing into the real, working world.hayy.. That's why we need this time! this chance! this experience!hahaha! as of now, 7 palang ang sure (ako, meri, ian, ian's gf, edu, ej, touki, and meann)!!.wow.sana dumagdag pa.hehe.And as of now, wla pang specific plans pinapag-usupan like what to bring (food,water,etc.) mga guys pa kasama.hanep baka wlang kwenta plano nmin.hehe..so many people coming to galera this weekend; my kuya's friends, meann's high school friends, blah blah.hehe Evn Jam insists on coming with us (well, one day late). But i insist that he can't join with us and instead join with his friends. Bahala na nga.But he's asking me a favor to go and inquire about the parasailing in galera, if it's available already(coz 3 weeks ago,wla pa daw when he went there).hanep may pera ang  kuya.Sarap talga pala pag may sweldo na!hehe. i hope he pays for my fares (roundtrip.Heheh!)Sana galante sya tomorrow.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayy.. before all of these could happen, i should and must finish my project.Now! am 1 day delayed to this flyer/banner proj. that i have to submit to one of the company that i've applied. Hope i finish all learning this Flash.. Well, super thanks to Mark Tan earlier. He was a big help for this "project". Damn, i am really missing Brave Design talaga.All of the peeps there. It's been 1 year since I went in there office for the first time.. Grabe, how time really flies so fast. It's like it happened months ago. I still crave for Manang Cita's sumptuous dishes she served for us for FREE!hehe Restaurant-type pa a! all complete!from salad to dessert!san ka pa! And she's so nice and very daldal. I learned a lot from her, from Ate Resy, to all of them! Sayang wla na daw si Ate Resy dun, Mark said she got married. Sabi pa naman ni Ate Resy ako gagawa ng wedding invitations niya.naman o..From her, i learned the terms, Buwang, todas, etc..hehe. i also miss lexi.hehe.the cutie li'l dog that sweeps the entire Brave floor.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, i was hesitant to call and ask Mark about PDF and if there's any job vacancy at Brave. So i texted him what's the Brave's landline. he misscalled. after 1 hour i called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person: Brave design. Can i help you?&lt;br /&gt;pia: um, can i speak to Mark tan?&lt;br /&gt;mark: sino to?&lt;br /&gt;pia: c pia , bakit? ...yabang mo pa rin a!haha!&lt;br /&gt;mark: hahaha! o ano bakit?&lt;br /&gt;pia: questions about job vacancy...blah blah&lt;br /&gt;mark: kelangn nmin alalay dito&lt;br /&gt;pia: grbe yabang mo pa rin noh!hahaha! cge hanap ko ikaw.classmate ko gusto mg-apply dyan e kasi lapit lng house nila dyan...e ako, pde ba ko pumasok uli dyan?&lt;br /&gt;mark: syempre naman!&lt;br /&gt;pia: kaso anlayo talga kasi e from here.hirap tlga puntahan&lt;br /&gt;blah blah... teka lng sino na katabi mo dyan now? sino na bago diyan?&lt;br /&gt;mark: c vincent na katabi ko. alala mo pa ba siya?&lt;br /&gt;pia: oo nman. siya ung nasa dulo dati...tas siya ung may kotse.hehe&lt;br /&gt;mark: ikaw talaga, bsta may kotse..un talaga nkikita o.kotse and money.&lt;br /&gt;pia: sira ka tlga! ndi noh.grbe nman to.&lt;br /&gt;mark: may bago dito e.makinis&lt;br /&gt;pia: makinis? what a term!kadiri!hahah!&lt;br /&gt;mark: kadiri ba un!hahaha.. e musta nman c mark mo? &lt;br /&gt;pia: sino un?hehe&lt;br /&gt;mark: ung bf mo?&lt;br /&gt;pia:Sira! ndi ko bf un!. grabe naalala mo pa rin sya?galing naman!hehehe&lt;br /&gt;mark: wooohh! ano n nga nangyari?&lt;br /&gt;pia: wala nga.&lt;br /&gt;mark : anong wla?wla na?&lt;br /&gt;pia: oo wla na.&lt;br /&gt;mark: ano naman sandata ginamit nya bat ngyari un?haha!&lt;br /&gt;pia: di ko alam ung term e.hehehe. baka alam mo.hehe&lt;br /&gt;mark: new bf?meron na?&lt;br /&gt;pia: wla no&lt;br /&gt;mark: ows? tagal n un a!&lt;br /&gt;pia: e ganun e.mahirap maka-recover.heheheh!&lt;br /&gt;mark: recover-recover ka dyan.hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;pia: ano ulam nyo knina dyan?haha!&lt;br /&gt;mark: chicken fillet, tas may salad, etc..&lt;br /&gt;pia: may ice cream ba? e ung cheesecake na may lemon na ndi masarap dati? meron uli?&lt;br /&gt;mark: last week ata .ehehe! eto talaga o pagkain lang ata gusto dito sa brave!hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;pia: oi ndi nman! e musta na sila manang cita?ate resy?&lt;br /&gt;mark: wla na si ate resy. nagpakasal na.&lt;br /&gt;pia: ano? natuloy? &lt;br /&gt;mark: grbe ka naman.parang ayaw mo matuloy a.hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;pia: oi ndi a. grbe nman wla n siya.sayang..e si lexi?&lt;br /&gt;mark: ayun, may trainor na sya. 400 pesos a day bayad.&lt;br /&gt;pia: wow, so may sideline ka na pala dyan a! ahaahahah!&lt;br /&gt;mark: sira! e di sana tinuruan ko na rin kaw dati pa!heheeh!joke!&lt;br /&gt;pia: sama mo pa rin!yabang mo pa rin .ndi ka nagbago!hehe&lt;br /&gt;mark: so ano na ginagawa mo dyan?&lt;br /&gt;pia: ayun, ginagawa ung flyer.kaya nagpatulong ako syo.&lt;br /&gt;mark: magbabatangas ka siguro uli this summer noh?parang collage mo sa friendster.&lt;br /&gt;pia: batangas? ndi nman ako nagbatanga last yr. a! baka galera?&lt;br /&gt;mark: pareho rin un.asa batangas ang puerto!&lt;br /&gt;pia: sira!mali !mindoro ang galera! halatang ndi ka nagbbeach e! grabe! get a life mark,get a life!hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;mark: get a life,get a life ka dyan.dun lng ba may life? ndi kaya&lt;br /&gt;pia: atleast sa beach ul find peace, serenity, life with nature&lt;br /&gt;mark: e di ibig sabihin ngayon ,wla kang life kasi asa bahay ka&lt;br /&gt;pia: e at least sa friday may life na ko. unlike you, wla kang life tlaga dyan kasi ndi ka makaalis dyan sa brave!hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;mark: ewan ko syo!hehehe&lt;br /&gt;blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe. aliw conversation nmin knina.haha!antagal na namin ndi nag-usap, but kulitan and asaran pa rin!haha!and uptil now, ndi pa rin cya nagbago.mayabang pa rin.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe it's been one year na pala since i stayed at Brave for 2months. am bilis.parang kailan lang. parang kailan lang na i had to walk along greenmeadows ave.(i think), under the sun, just to get to Brave. Damn, those days were hard. Commuting. arriving home so tired. But the Brave experience was helluva trip! i learned a lot. from commuting alone in a place i hardly know, learning new softwares (thanks to mark tan again.haha), dealing with differen people, working in a different environment (because it's a house, not the usual office workplace), learning new recipes fom manang cita(hehe), getting used with the ortigas center (i almost know all the roads there, believe me.even the building locations.ehehe), riding the MRT and LRT, walking alone in a business district, and other things in the real world.hehe. I also began to appreciate how lucky i am sometimes. But i also thought to myself how kawawa was I during those commute days.hehe. To think that my travel allowance was just not enough to buy something at Mega.hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114425783345942038?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114425783345942038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114425783345942038&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114425783345942038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114425783345942038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/04/summer-na-talaga-one-month-nahaha.html' title='Summer na talaga!! one month na!haha!!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114331205911644556</id><published>2006-03-26T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T17:14:14.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baccalaureate mass UST graduates 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/40/123108147_cf70d8d5f0.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/40/123108147_cf70d8d5f0.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll miss Beato Angelico Building. I'll miss our Beato, our classrooms, our elevators, our CRs, our tables and chairs, our chilly aircons, the view from our building(dennis trillo billboard, makati,sunsets, main building, the skies, the rain..(labo)), the fact that we have the pinaka-sosy building in UST and still we complain on how SO COLD our rooms were and how SO HARD to take the stairs when we were in some ust bldgs (wla kasi sila 3 elevators unlike us.hehehehehe)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/groups/g_11473916/6815/__sr_/2627.jpg?grYkcJEBvJ6DdDPA"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/42/123110493_6730bedae2.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/42/123110493_6730bedae2.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Arch of the century namin yan!&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/groups/g_11473916/6815/__sr_/2627.jpg?grYkcJEBvJ6DdDPA"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/36/123108149_744ed690af.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/36/123108149_744ed690af.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baccalaureate mass for us, 2006Graduates of UST. 'Tis was the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;night of pure fun. Thanks UST for the fireworks(sheeshh, UST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff9900;"&gt;really loves&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fireworks&lt;/span&gt;,hehe), the celebration, those giveaway (even though we didn't get to have one of those chimes), the entire night. The right of passage along the Arch of century=the best experience. It symbolized our "getting out" of UST, literally, as a symbol of making and passing and excelling our college life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/groups/g_11473916/6815/__sr_/8ec8.jpg?gr7atJEBloej3YfJ"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;those candles gave us light.haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/42/123108151_b901f65eb0.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand" height="130" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/42/123108151_b901f65eb0.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/groups/g_11473916/6815/__sr_/e274.jpg?griXtJEBA_oe6U2F"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/groups/g_11473916/6815/__sr_/e274.jpg?griXtJEBA_oe6U2F"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/41/123108148_1cb9d0d167.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/41/123108148_1cb9d0d167.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last uniform day na namin = march24,2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/groups/g_11473916/6815/__sr_/e2e4.jpg?grFftJEBP7t2HcCU"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" height="104" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/43/123108150_38ffc251c5.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meann and moi = southside peeps ng IND4-1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/29/123110497_0c632a53ed.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/29/123110497_0c632a53ed.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meann, ryan, edu, and ej = pasimuno sa singitan sa pila sa arch; sumisingit sa mga pix ng ibang course/college.,heheheehehhe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;iris= pasaway awardee ng class&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;lewe=never pasaway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand" height="138" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/43/123110494_e4d788dca2_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/groups/g_11473916/6815/__sr_/cdf9.jpg?grsptJEBGHzu7Kbx"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/groups/g_11473916/6815/__sr_/74b4.jpg?gro2tJEB2THmBCXK"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/34/123108146_386b32ced3.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/34/123108146_386b32ced3.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; kiko, babalikan ka namin next year para icelebrate ang bac mass mo.hehe joke&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/11636363-114331205911644556?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114331205911644556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114331205911644556&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114331205911644556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114331205911644556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/baccalaureate-mass-ust-graduates-2006.html' title='Baccalaureate mass UST graduates 2006'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114305103187414780</id><published>2006-03-23T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T02:22:59.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Sunrise &amp; Before Sunset quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt; BEFORE SUNRISE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I always liked the idea of all those unknown people lost in the world. If none of your family or friends knew you were dead, then it's like not really being dead. People can invent the best and worst for you.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I can't help but feeling for those people that come inside the church, lost or in pain, guilt, looking for some kind of answers. It fascinates me how a single place can join so much pain and happiness of so many generations.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;If there's any kind of magic in this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone, sharing something. I know it's almost impossible to succeed, but who cares, really? the answer must be in the attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I feel this pressure of being a strong and independent icon of womanhood and not making it look like my whole life is revolving around some guy. But loving someone and being loved means so  much to me. I always make fun of it and stuff, but isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I have so many things i want to do in life but i end up doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I don't need a man to feed me. I need a man to love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;BEFORE SUNSET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;We are the sum of all the moments of our lives, and anyone who sits down to write will use the clay of their own life that you can't avoid. So when you look at my own life, I have to admit, I've never been around a bunch of guns or violence... but my life, from my own point of view, has been full of drama.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I see the people that do the real work, and what's really sad is that the people that are the most giving, hardworking, and capable of making this world better, usually don't have the ego and ambition to be a leader. They don't see any interest in superficial rewards, they don't care if their name ever appear in the press. They actually enjoy the process of helping others.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Memory is a wonderful thing if you don't have to deal with the past.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;Memories never finish as long as you're alive.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;If you don't believe in any kind of magic or mystery, you're basically as good as dead. --Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&gt;People just have an affair or even an entire relationship, they break up and they forget. They move on like they would havechanged brand of cereals.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I feel I was never able to forget anyone i have been with, because each person had their own specific qualities; you can never replace anyone. What is lost is lost. Each relationship, when it ends, really damages me. I never fully recover. That's why i'm very careful with going involved because it hurts too much. I will miss of the person the most mundane things. Like i'm obsessed with little things. I think it's the same with people. I see them little details, so specific too each of them that move me and that I miss and will always miss. You can never replace anyone because everyone is made of such beautiful,specific details.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;I don't want  to be one of those people who are getting divorced at 52 and falling down into tears, admitting they never really loved their spouse and they feel like their life has been sucked up into a vacuum cleaner. You know I want a great life. I want her to have a great life, she deserves that. But we're just living in the pretense of a marriage, responsibility, all these ideas of how people are supposed to live. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:150%;color:#66cccc;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;MERCI BEAUCOUP for Richard Linklater, Ethan Hawke, and Julie Delpy. MERCI BEAUCOUP for these movies!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114305103187414780?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114305103187414780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114305103187414780&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114305103187414780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114305103187414780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/before-sunrise-before-sunset-quotes_23.html' title='Before Sunrise &amp; Before Sunset quotes'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114304856651936263</id><published>2006-03-23T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T01:29:26.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chevelle</title><content type='html'>CHEVELLE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really fell in love with this name. It's like am totally head over heels with this. I dunno why. I think the first time i got through this name was when i read a car magazine i bought for my dad. I just felt the "spark" with CHEVELLE. hehe. It's somewhat like am so damn inloved with CHEVELLE. And I promised myself that if i ever get to have a baby girl, i'll definitely baptised her with this name. Even though this car doesnt exist anymore, the name is still alive for those real car enthusiasts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chevelle Malibu, am so damn inlove with you... (eewww, rhyming a! hhmm, i should write a poem for this.haha! and if I am gonna make one, i'll post it in here.hehe!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114304856651936263?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114304856651936263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114304856651936263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114304856651936263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114304856651936263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/chevelle.html' title='Chevelle'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114279099848424486</id><published>2006-03-20T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T01:56:38.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my weekend</title><content type='html'>what a weekend ! we attended our graduation practice at ust (that 2-5pm was just a waste!). After that, mayos, meann, iris, benj, and i went straight to glorietta for the midnight madness. Well, all we did was to eat at food choices, and walked around glorietta, landmark, and gb3. Gosh, my legs were aching that time!. We went store by store, finding ideas and possible wardrobe for our graduation day. We went inside such expensive stores and gather up ideas.hehe. (parang "look for less" sa lifestyle network . hehe).Man! if only i have tons of dough, then i could have bought all those prettiest stuff we found like in K&amp;company (the skirts there are lovely! i like the white one! and their tops, naman!!). Then after 2 1/2 hrs of tiring stroll around the malls, i went straight to hotel intercon. (Sorry eric, wasn't able to come by your party.thanks for invite though,.hehe) Shucks am so lucky my mom and my tita was in-charge of baby-sitting ate annemarie and hubby Frank's Li'l DEREK. That kid's adorable! And fun to baby-sit! he never cried,frown. All he did was to smile and play with us! We tried teaching him say words but all he did was to make sounds. We laughed when we thought of teaching him barok works like epol, mengo, oreynds..hehe. And the Niggah word.hehe.but that was all a joke. But he's still cute! Hay ansarap sa Intercon!hehe! libre!Nice view of Edsa,the Fort, and the Far South!hehe! Even Derek loved looking by the window! Well anyways, that same night was St.Paul Makati's JSProm (i only knew last night that there exists St.Paul makati.ehehe)anyways, when we chanced upon seeing there Prom , it kinda sucked coz there's no fun in it. No party sounds. All was quiet. Looked like there's a seminar going on, the only difference was that they wore ball gowns and suits.hehe! Thank God both JSproms we had were fun.hehe! And past midnight i saw some of them walking towards glorietta 4 wearing their gowns.hehe!(just like what happened in ours way back) Grabe, that was 5 yrs ago na pala!..Anyways, we babysit "mister" Derek because his parents went to a party..and not just a normal party a. A Social gathering of prominent and distinguished business people in our society. Well, sila Fernando Zobel, The Tambunting's, etc lng naman,hehe..And wow, my ate annemarie dated Frodo(fernando) way back a.What an honor! But Annemarie didn't accept Frodo's offer. And i don't know why.hehe.am not that chismosa. But still, she's very lucky to have Frank. But it's not the main point i want to share it with you. What made me amused and touched with the situation is that even though Fernando Zobel and Annemarie were married already and have a family of their own, they still communicate and reunite. They met Kit Zobel and it's like frodo and annemarie weren't dating before (well that was way back..) kaka-aliw noh?!... In the morning, we were again on breakfast buffet in Jeepney. And all i can comment on it is that they served the same stuff just like they did last week! They should have varieties naman oH! If i were to stay there fo one week, i'll be sickened by the usual breakfast they serve even though their food and drinks were sumptuous. And as usual, Li'l Derek had all attention there,even at the lobby. Even Edu Manzano (haha! i should have brought Piratd DVDs and put it right in front of his face and ask him, hulihin mo nga ko!?hehehehe). He said "excuse me" to Derek because he's blocking his way. Then after the breakfast, we bid our goodbyes and take cares. My mom and i went to SM and bought some stuff. Made a little shopping for the summer.hehehe. (I AM so excited with summer, not the graduation.hehe. I dont even care what to wear for that day.hehe) Beach,anyone?ehehehe!!! Jam just came home from Galera. If only there were no grad practice last saturday, then i could have experienced Galera again, beach.sunset.nature..grad prac sucks!hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114279099848424486?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114279099848424486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114279099848424486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114279099848424486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114279099848424486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-weekend.html' title='my weekend'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114235993607348509</id><published>2006-03-15T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T02:12:16.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quotes from my "unlimitxt" peers.hehe</title><content type='html'>Due to the ever-powerful UNLIMITXT gimmick/offer of Globe Telecom to us, my friends have been forwarding tons of messages to each other,to me (even though i just receive and receive their messages and seldom reply or forward them such messages.hehe). And because they often make my inbox "message memory almost full" , i have to make it to a point to erase unimportant messages just to have enough space for incoming texts. But some of their FWD msgs are interesting. Some give such philosophical views on life,love,realtionships,etc( just like my two favorite movies.hehe) well, here are some forwarded messages that may make you think and ponder :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ang buhay ay parang bato.. It's hard..=p (hehe.funny as it may sound but it made sense,noh?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Life has its own way of makins us smile even when you wanna give up &amp; lose hope. Coz certain surprises come your way just when you thought you'd never smile again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ito ang chain txt na siguradong ipapasa mo.. Pangit ang huling bumasa nito" (oonga nman!haha! that made me forward it to someone!hahahA!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dont be afraid to take chance..even if  it might get you hurt..just be strong &amp; take it..coz you might be slipping that single chance that would change your life and make you really happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Diba ansarap isipin na maraming nangangarap mahalin ka? pero sasaya ka ba kung marami sila? at kung ang kaisa-isang pinapangarap mo, ay hindi pala kabilang sa maraming yun na naghahangad sayo.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someday, Someone will walk into your life and make you realize why it never worked out with anyone else.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you keep doing what you've always done, you'll always get what you always got. So when you want something you've never had, you've got to do something you've never done."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"some of romances end for all kinds of reasons. But when all is said and done, they have one thing in common : they are shooting stars; a spectacular moment of light in the heavens; a fleeting glimpse of eternity. And in a flash, they're all gone." -The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sweet words are easy to say, sweet things are easy to buy. But sweet people are difficult to find..Life ends when you stop dreaming,hope ends when u stop believing, love ends when u stop crying,friendship ends when u stop sharing...to love without condition, to talk without intention, to give without reason, and to care without expectation.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"insensitivity happens by CHOICE, not BY NATURE..coz human beings all have feelings..it's just that there are some who pretend not to feel, and some who act so blind not to see.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..there are so many reasons why the night is long..it's longest when i'm lying awake, thinking everything and nothing at the same time..watching the shadows that lie ahead..going over all of it..back &amp; forth..the night is seductive, it fools you into thinking everything is going to be ok..but if you can't trust your feelings, how do you know what's real..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"for every realationship ended, i feel damn good.Why? 1.i've been successful in eliminating an incompatible partner. 2.one more waste of time relationship avoided. 3. a step closer to finding the right one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..that violent, possessive, insane need to see and touch and  laugh with him; that volcanic passion that controlled my being and could not be sated..no other man who'd looked up at me and made me feel humbled and powerful at the same time..or ignited that same desperate desire to prove that i could be more and better than i was.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..And if that happens, if i have already lost him, i will atleast have gained 1 very happy day in my life. Considering the way the world is, one happy day is almost a miracle" - Eleven Minutes (by Paulo Coelho)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"for the next hours, we will be exposed to the day's demands..it is now that we must make a choice..because of calvary, we are free to choose..and so today i choose to love..no occassion justifies hatred; no injustice warrants bitterness..today i will love God and what God loves.who God loves..You.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sometimes you have to just forget the rules, follow your heart and see what it takes you..Never apologize for saying what you feel because that's like saying sorry for being real..never regret anything you said or did because at some point 'twas what you wanted..True strength is being able to hold it all together when everyone else is expecting you to fall apart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a shooting star passes quickly but when it does, it lights up the whole sky and other stars just fade away..that's how you are with me..You light up my life..and for a moment, nothing else matters.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"di bale ng tamad... hindi naman pagod" heehehehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"every experience brings out something good. Good times could be good memories.Bad times could be good lessons. U never lose. U only gain from life. It's just a matter of perspective.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sometimes in life, we ask for someone we can have and keep. But there's nothing much you can really do.. but to wait for the person whose quest in life is nothing else but to fine you too.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The face can speak of a thousand emotions but that can easily mask what the heart truly feels.Don't be foolds for the happiest face may be masking the most hurting heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People can change no matter how hard they try not to. As you grow older, you mature and each new level of maturity comes different ideas, different needs nd wants.The person who was perfect for you at 20 could be the person you hate when you're 35. Find someone who will grow with you, change with you, and cry with you. A person who fits in where you lack a person whom you can fit in for when they're lacking. But what about the perfect person? He/she doesn't exist. There are no perfect people, only people who are perfect for each other."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Always remember that God makes happy endings, If it's not happy, then it's not the end. If your love doesn't work with that person, it just means that, someone else loves you more.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"God will never leave you empty. He will always replace whatever you've lost. If he ass you to put something down, it's because he wants you to pick up something better.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114235993607348509?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114235993607348509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114235993607348509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114235993607348509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114235993607348509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/quotes-from-my-unlimitxt-peershehe.html' title='quotes from my &quot;unlimitxt&quot; peers.hehe'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114235706473299946</id><published>2006-03-15T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T01:24:24.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Sunrise !!</title><content type='html'>Finally!! I got hold of Before Sunrise and Before Sunset in one package, in one dvd!!plus other Ethan Hawke's moview(which i don't mind.ehehe). Finally i watched Before Sunrise just earlier and it took me 2hours to watch it even though it's a 1hr40min flick.hehe. It's because i often pause-and-play-and sometimes rewind the scenes just to internalize what Jesse and Celine are saying. Thank God it has Captions in the entire movie!! Now i don't need the entire screenplay copy of both movies!! Now my frustration with it has ended!haha!I have lessened one frustration in my life!hehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love both movies!! Even though some of you may feel sleepy watching this because it has no actions, suspense, or anything that will make you scream,shout,or anything. Some of you may look at it as a nonsense flick. But for some,like me, made me really really admire Before Sunrise and Before Sunset. Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy exchanged philosophical thoughts with each other that really made me think and ponder that what they're all saying are true in this world. They talked about love, life, relationships, politics, generations before and now. The cinematography may be simple yet it's elegant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these are some excerpts from Before Sunrise that i really went on and on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  I always liked the idea of all those unknown people lost in the world, if none of your family or friends knew you were dead, then it's like not really being dead.People can invent the best and worst for you.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  I can't help but feeling for those people that come inside the church,lost or in pain, guilt, looking for some kind of answers. It fascinates me how a single place can join so much pain and happiness of so many generations.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  If there's any kind of magic int this world, it must be in the attempt of understanding someone, sharing something. I know it's almost impossible to succeed, but  who cares,really? The answer must be in the attempt.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  I fel this pressure of being a strong and independent icon of womanhood and not making it look like my whole life is revolving around some guy. But loving someone and being loved means so much to me. I always make fun of it and stuff, but isn't everything we do in life a way to be loved a little more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114235706473299946?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114235706473299946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114235706473299946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114235706473299946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114235706473299946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/before-sunrise.html' title='Before Sunrise !!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114218384547168177</id><published>2006-03-12T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T01:38:23.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>activities today...to ponder..</title><content type='html'>what i did today :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning: heard mass;some li'l kids walking on each aisles while their mom/dad follows them. the kids sitting on the empty pews, their playing like they've known for so long. ang cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after that, we went straight to Hotel Intercon; jeepney cafe. had breakfast buffet with ate annemarie and her husband and cutie li'l kid, Derek. And after that, they went off to Amanpulo for one-week stay. That's a perfect vacation,huh?! sheesshh!!..Derek seemed so ecstatic meeting new people and coming in the Philippines for the first time. He never cried. He's so lively earlier like he've known us for so long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we went off for a li'l walk to glorietta. canvassed a lot of gadget stores. The employees seem very eager to sell their products on us. they even opened a a still-boxed sony digicam so we could try on the latest sony W-30. They sales-talked us like we're very close with each other. "try this one,po" "ayan ok diba?" "galing a!"..they talked to us in close contact, literally a.haha. It's like we've talked and known them for so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from makati to our house, we passed through at about 10 honda jazz.. wow. they're all making me jealous with its owners. It looked like its a call/sign we should be owning a Jazz in future time.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just watched Crash in Lifestyle network. It starred Matt Dillon, Ryan Phillippe, Terence Howard, Sandra Bullock, Brendan Fraser, Ludacris, etc. It seemes like it's an all-star cast movie. The screenplay was great. The background music was totally uplifting and made me feel the flick, you really can't predict what's gonna happen next, you'll really see and feel RACISM is very visible to any part of this world, expecially in the USA. Black people are often not trusted by white people, they often associated with such crimes,etc. Some race have been fooled, mistreated, underestimated by the Americans and other races. Crash made some unforgettable lines like, (the black guy who owns a Lincoln Navigator talking to the carnapper who's also black. they're both inside the vehicle after the car owner confronted the white cops) "you made me feel embarassed. You made us embarrassed". In short, Crash is outstanding and deserved to be the Oscar's Best MOtion Picture and Be7st ScreenPlay for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i watched a bit of Tony Bennett and K.D. Lang's concert in ABC5. I really love their songs. I will never ever forget Louis Armstrong's What a Wonderful World. I started liking that song when I watched Meet Joe Black, my favorite movie. And am feeling am getting older now, liking and loving these kinds of music and stuff..hahaahahh!! but their lyrics really makes sense ha! You'll cherish and love nature around us, the smiles person give to you, the simplest joys life could offer to us will definitely makes us love life, Love God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyt!! sleepy nako!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114218384547168177?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114218384547168177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114218384547168177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114218384547168177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114218384547168177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/activities-todayto-ponder.html' title='activities today...to ponder..'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114209730974423763</id><published>2006-03-12T06:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T01:15:09.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F1 has started..</title><content type='html'>Bahrain &lt;&lt; F1's starting line. just watched it last night. The track looks difficult for the old and new f1 drivers. And this made it difficult for Kimi Raikonnen. haha! first leg of the 2006 F1 and his car just crashed and went into pieces. What a loser! haha! Good thing Button's ride was all safe. hehe. and there's these 2 new guys; Speed and Rosberg? wow. are they cute? and some driver's swtiched on to new teams, new engines collaborated with new companies. wow. all is new. Most of the cars did new paint jobs (except for renault and red bull , i think).. This year looks exciting!! except that i will be watching it with my dad only.just the two of us. well, jam? i don't think so.haha. vrrooom vrooom ! start your engines! (but for the commentators, please stop using the word reckon ..am sick with it.haha!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that instead of a mercedez benz being used for the starting lap, and for emergency use (i dont know the term for these), why not use a Honda Jazz ?? ehehehe! and i'll be the one who'll drive it. hahaha! so that kimi, jenson, juan pablo, michael, and the rest of the F1 drivers be pissed off at me.hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114209730974423763?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114209730974423763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114209730974423763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114209730974423763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114209730974423763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/f1-has-started.html' title='F1 has started..'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114209626322052572</id><published>2006-03-12T06:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T00:57:44.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanpulo!</title><content type='html'>Amanpulo  http://www.amanpulo.net/&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; I think that's the most expensive beach resort in the Philippines! Situated in Cuyo, Palawan, it is a private island resort complete with facilities one can desire! but it's just too costly!! very very costly!. Price ranges from $600-$3000 !! OMG! OA!! If one really really wants to impress their girl/spouse/whatever, you should bring them here with you. But I tell you, it's very,very expensive. I'd rather go stay at Club Paradise again than spend (or make your guy) spend hard cash just to experience Amanpulo. Hey, Club Paradise and some resorts are just the same as with Amanpulo. They also have facilities like what they have. They also offer sumptuous dishes. They are all located in Palawan, they have coral beds beside each of the islands there, one can dive and snorkle, one can relax and feel the same white, powdery sands, turqouise waters, the breeze of the winds, hear the birds chirping, waves of the sea, etc.. It's just the NAME!haha! So, for the Nth Time, I am recommending you to stay and enjoy Club Paradise instead.hehe(Club Paradise must give me a lot of credit with these..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what the heck, Our relative's (plus her husband and cutie li'l child) going to go there later right after our brunch talk at Intercon. hehe!Lamon agaiN!hahaha!  SHeeshh!! am so jealous of them! They're going to experience Amanpulo!??! am so jealous with their li'l kid! haha! with such a young age, the toddler will see and feel Amanpulo first-hand!?! Lucky you!!sshheesshh!! What is it gonna be like staying in that very expensive resort,huh?! Now am wondering..hehe.. But you know what, I think they deserve to experience Palawan, to experience Amanpulo. They're a couple. Their hearts matched. They clicked. The place looks very romantic and all. Let's just leave Amanpulo for the happy couples.hehe. COuples like Jules and assunta (i heard they've been to that place and it's their favorite.But i just don't think they're a happy couple.haha!), Claudine and raymart (rumors tell that they're planning to go there for their honeymoon (aaaww,how romantic..) (sheeessshh!!am beginning to be a kris aquino and a boy abunda for being nosy about showbiz personalities..eewwww!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am not yet married. But if i am now, and my husband's filthy rich(hehe! the Term), I must experience Amanpulo. Am just curious and all with that costly resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so addicted with beach resorts/shots/activites lately. All i search in the internet's are about these. My life's so lame.haha. I wanna go and experience beach again. Galera?Anyone?hehe! If only i have someone i can easily tag along with me to go such places, i'll be definitely not searching in the internet about Philippine Resorts and instead experience all of them every weekend.hahaha! in My wildest dreamS!haha! SHeeesssshhhhH!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114209626322052572?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114209626322052572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114209626322052572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114209626322052572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114209626322052572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/amanpulo.html' title='Amanpulo!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114179895482733504</id><published>2006-03-08T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T14:23:05.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be or not to be a single</title><content type='html'>To be or not to be a single..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am so tired of being single. But for those who are in a relationship now, some of them wished they're single now. So from that, We are all not contented with what we have now. Inggit si Single sa may bf/gf, inggit si Committed sa mga Single. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one reason why those who are committed now desperatelty want to be Single again is that Maybe... they're so fed up with their "significant other". For instance, i have talked to this person, his gf's "selosa" thing is getting through him now. And he just feels pity for his gf that's why he's still committed with her. That's what he told me. "Naaawa lng kasi ako sknya"&lt;&lt;that's what he said to me. Man!! I pity for his selosa GF talaga. If i was him, i'd rather keep it to myself, and not bother talk about it to other people. It looks like sinisiraan pa niya ung GF niya e. Hindi dapat ganun. Well, the girl (in my opinion) has the right to be VERY jealous and not to trust him because from what he told me, he went to a far place and didn't bother told her about it. Eh talagang mawawalan ng trust ung GF skanya e!And talagang magiging selosa siya coz she'll definitely think he's hiding someone/something. Now, they're both stucked in a relationship with NO TRUST at all. Big Problem.Big Problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be in a relationship may be the happiest feeling one can ever have IF both parties trust each other, love each other with No pretentions, communicate with each other very well, are God-fearing, are happy being with each other, cry with each other, help each other, etc. No such relationships can be considered perfect, but if they both work it out, their ride of life will just run smoothly..no regrets..no harsh words...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i heard his story, at first i was thankful am single now, am not experiencing what they are having now,etc..But for a few minutes, i realized i still want to be in a relationship..But Am not rushing things up..am not the type of person who'd go in a relationship after a few weeks,or even days of courtship..am not that desperate..i just thought,why rush things up and be committed with someone if you know you're both meant for each other, that there are SOOOOO many days and months and years and decades to come to learn, to love, to teach, to have fun with him.right?! nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114179895482733504?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114179895482733504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114179895482733504&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114179895482733504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114179895482733504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-be-or-not-to-be-single.html' title='To be or not to be a single'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114165920698015158</id><published>2006-03-06T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T23:33:26.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am officially a bummer starting today!haha</title><content type='html'>Sheesshhh!! am a bummer starting today!! haha! last school day kanina! sheesshh!! am bilis! it's our last taxation classes! it's our last finals exam for our entire school life! shet!! c Miss tax prof namin ang last prof na nagturo samiN! shet! grbe!!! Can't believe all's over! no more classes! no more wearing of uniform!sheesh i'll really miss our uniform even though it sucks.hehe. i will miss timbale,ahaha labo, i'll miss the ELEVATOR! hahaha! i'll miss room 603,601,403,402,301,302,101, lahat ! pati computer lab!hahahah! shet!  I don't want to surrender my ID!! kainis naman kahit as souvenir man lng purpose niya, talagang kkunin pa nila! shet! i'll miss all PAVS!! i'll miss all the CRs!haha kahit ung iba mabaho!haha..grabe i'll Surely miss BEATO ANGELICO.haayy.. i'll miss P.noval! kahit ang scary na talaga dumaan dun lalo na pag gabi coz another ust student was shot and killed in that area. grabe makarma sana ung gumagawa ng mga krimen na un. We're in total shocked earlier when we saw the bloodmarks with candles lit and the victim's pic and name posted beside those. Now we're super thankful that for our entire 4year stay at UST, for those 4 years, we regularly pass by that street,  wala nangyari samin gnun.Thank you Lord talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss sir cunanan. Ung long talks nya about anything under the sun.related sa industrial design or not, super interesting and never a dull moment talaga. Sana matuloy ang Libre nya sa CPK alabang hehehe.exclusively just for the SOUTH PEOPLE in our section!ahahhah!! i'll miss most profs. kahit nakakapikon sila, they still gave us memories that will surely make us laugh when we look back these times.  Miss Sunico!hehe sobrang supportive! nauuna pang nalalaman ang mga nangyayari at tsismis sa buhay ng cousins and tita ko e kesa sakin!haha!!laughtip!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss my friends! meann!mayos!lewe!iris!gail!ryan!kulet!abi! plus my classmates!! hehe! sana naman may WORTH IT AND MASAYANG CLASS PARTY mangyari diba, not unlike what happened last christmas that really really sucked BIG TIME! sheeshh..napakaBLAH.hehe. kasi naman noh, pwede naman mag-organize ng party or any event na KAKAIBA diba?!?! ndi ung panay dinner lng in a resto.hello?! it looks formal and so, ndi kami makakagalaw freely noh?! what's the purpose of a party kung controlled ang FUN ,right?!? pwede naman kasi MAG-BATANGAS or any BEACH ,basta kakaiba, tas pwede magcamping dun noh?! bonfire thingy! that'll be more fun than the usual kain-talk-uwi kagad routine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUSTO KO NA MAG-BEACH! GALERA! LAIYA! ANILAO! PALAWAN! BOHOL! CEBU ! PAGUDPUD ! AGOO !(ahahahahah!lumang luma na to a!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a man to love me!haahahahaha (sounds desperado noh!? sheessshh pia!wag ganyan! it'll come... yeah right..sana lang this year na.haayy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114165920698015158?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114165920698015158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114165920698015158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114165920698015158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114165920698015158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/am-officially-bummer-starting.html' title='am officially a bummer starting today!haha'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114140458203998732</id><published>2006-03-04T07:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T00:49:42.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheeshh Music is my life, reallY!!</title><content type='html'>3 days ago, i saw Isaac Hayes and his band plus the conan'o brien's late show house drummer. At first, i heard his name wrong, like Isaac Case?hehe.. sheesh!!man!! Their show's a blast! Most of the 6minute(i think) song was jsut instrumental but it was totally one of the best acts i saw in my entire life!!! they sang "Shaft". damn, the entire band was just the best! I felt the 80's while istening to them. It's like i was watching an 80's action tv series while listening to their tune. I never been so impressed!! they're just the great!the drums, the trumpets, the guitars, the bass, isaac hayes = perfect! plus, Isaac fitted Conan's full name in its lyrics!haha!! TOo bad, my dad wasn't there to watch it. How I just Super wished it'll be seen again in the near future!! ssshheessshhhh!! i love Shaft! I love Isaac Hayes!! I love Conan O'Brien's show even more! hehehE! and Jay Leno's, of course! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad has been watching his DVD entitled, "G3- Live" he has the two versions,, one held at japan and one at USA.  I  watched the USA version. it was held 1996 but it still looks recent. the Guitarists featured here: Joe Satriani, Eric Johnson, and Steve Vai. sheeesshh!! Satriani's Bald but he looks cute!! ShheeessshH!! i still have my weakness on kalbo guys!hahaha!Gwapo!!hahahah! i wanna meet him!hahahhaha!!!Satriani's the youngest among the three of them but papa told me Satriani's teaching Steve Vai! Surreal,huh?! Now am super impressed with Joe.haha.First-name-basis na kami.hehe....They are all great! they play great!! ALL audience were just dumb-founded while watching it coz they are one of the greatest guitarists alive now!hahahah! i never expected i was able to admire their performance. At first, i thought dad's DVD was just a waste.hehe.Bt I thought wrong!haha !! But i will never ever get to be a frustrated guitarist. I'd rather watch them. I'd just stick with my being a frustrated drummer.hehe .. My dad's frustration is to be the best guitarist alive, i guess.hehe..Almost every night, he watches these. never ata siya magsasawa.hehe..Maybe webster(our labrador) will be hookes with it eventually because he often hears these while he's sleeping. It's his new lullaby hymns now.hahah!.....Joe Satriani's Summer song! just really fits my mood now!! SUMMER NA !SUMMER NA! waahhhh!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love watching great great live concerts!! now am loving instrumentals. Shaft!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114140458203998732?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114140458203998732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114140458203998732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114140458203998732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114140458203998732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/sheeshh-music-is-my-life-really.html' title='Sheeshh Music is my life, reallY!!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114140051550828150</id><published>2006-03-03T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T23:41:55.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer na ! summer na!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I still believe in paradise, but now at least I know it is not some&lt;br /&gt;place that you can look for because it is not where you go.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's how you feel for a moment in your life when you are a part&lt;br /&gt;of something. And if you find that moment, it lasts forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;"The Beach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.laluzresort.com/index.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excited na ko magsummer!! excited na ko mag beach uli!! magsnorkle uli! feel thhe powdery, white sands resorts offer to us!! drink some salty water(hahaha!) uumm..meet guys?heheheheheh.. excited na ko for the sunset!! excited na ko to take pictures! sana may all-weather case digicam na ko that time!hehe! sheessssssshhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!! summer na!!!!! wag na muna work!hehehe summer's the way!!!!!!  want to relax and indulge the beauty and calmness nature has to offer us!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114140051550828150?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114140051550828150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114140051550828150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114140051550828150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114140051550828150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/summer-na-summer-na.html' title='summer na ! summer na!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114130728620509246</id><published>2006-03-02T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:48:06.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aguas de Marco (Waters of March)</title><content type='html'>Aguas de Marco - Elis Regina &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          É pau, é pedra, é o fim do caminho  &lt;br /&gt;          É um resto de toco, é um pouco sozinho  &lt;br /&gt;          É um caco de vidro, é a vida, é o sol  &lt;br /&gt;          É a noite, é a morte, é um laço, é o anzol  &lt;br /&gt;          É peroba do campo, é o nó da madeira  &lt;br /&gt;          Caingá, candeia, é o Matita Pereira  &lt;br /&gt;          É madeira de vento, tombo da ribanceira  &lt;br /&gt;          É o mistério profundo, é o queira ou não queira  &lt;br /&gt;          É o vento ventando, é o fim da ladeira  &lt;br /&gt;          É a viga, é o vão, festa da cumeeira  &lt;br /&gt;          É a chuva chovendo, é conversa ribeira  &lt;br /&gt;          Das águas de março, é o fim da canseira  &lt;br /&gt;          É o pé, é o chão, é a marcha estradeira  &lt;br /&gt;          Passarinho na mão, pedra de atiradeira  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          É uma ave no céu, é uma ave no chão  &lt;br /&gt;          É um regato, é uma fonte, é um pedaço de pão  &lt;br /&gt;          É o fundo do poço, é o fim do caminho  &lt;br /&gt;          No rosto o desgosto, é um pouco sozinho  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          É um estrepe, é um prego, é uma conta, é um conto  &lt;br /&gt;          É uma ponta, é um ponto, é um pingo pingando  &lt;br /&gt;          É um peixe, é um gesto, é uma prata brilhando  &lt;br /&gt;          É a luz da manhã, é o tijolo chegando  &lt;br /&gt;          É a lenha, é o dia, é o fim da picada  &lt;br /&gt;          É a garrafa de cana, o estilhaço na estrada  &lt;br /&gt;          É o projeto da casa, é o corpo na cama  &lt;br /&gt;          É o carro enguiçado, é a lama, é a lama  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          É um passo, é uma ponte, é um sapo, é uma rã  &lt;br /&gt;          É um resto de mato, na luz da manhã  &lt;br /&gt;          São as águas de março fechando o verão  &lt;br /&gt;          É a promessa de vida no teu coração  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          É uma cobra, é um pau, é João, é José  &lt;br /&gt;          É um espinho na mão, é um corte no pé  &lt;br /&gt;          É um passo, é uma ponte, é um sapo, é uma rã  &lt;br /&gt;          É um belo horizonte, é uma febre terçã  &lt;br /&gt;          São as águas de março fechando o verão  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH VERSION &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             WATERS OF MARCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;             A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road  &lt;br /&gt;             It's the stump of a tree, it's a little alone  &lt;br /&gt;             It's a sliver of glass, it is life, it's the sun  &lt;br /&gt;             It's the night, it is death, it's a knot, a fish hook  &lt;br /&gt;             It's a wild peroba tree, it's a knot in the wood  &lt;br /&gt;             Cainga Candeia, it's a matita pereira  &lt;br /&gt;             It's wood of the wind, the spot where the waterfall drops  &lt;br /&gt;             It's the deep mystery, it's the want it or not  &lt;br /&gt;             It's the wind blowing, it's the edge of the hill  &lt;br /&gt;             It's a beam, the void, mountain ridge's delight  &lt;br /&gt;             It's the rain, raining, conversation by the river  &lt;br /&gt;             Of the waters of March, it's the end of fatigue  &lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;             It's the foot, it's the ground, a march down the road  &lt;br /&gt;             Little bird in your hand, pebble for a slingshot  &lt;br /&gt;             It's a bird in the sky, it's a bird on the ground  &lt;br /&gt;             It's a book, it's spring, it's a piece of bread  &lt;br /&gt;             It's the bottom of the well, the end of the road  &lt;br /&gt;             Distaste on the face, it's a little alone  &lt;br /&gt;             It's a stake, it's a nail; at sum, it's a tale  &lt;br /&gt;             It's a point, a place, it's a drop of water dripping  &lt;br /&gt;             It's a fish, a gesture, it's a silver coin shining&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;It's the morning, it's the brick arriving             &lt;br /&gt;It's lumber, it's the day, it's the last straw&lt;br /&gt;It's a bottle of liquor, a splinter in the road&lt;br /&gt;It's the plan of a house, it's the body in bed&lt;br /&gt;It's a stalled car, it's the mud, it's the mud&lt;br /&gt;It's a step, a bridge, it's a toad it's a frog&lt;br /&gt;It's bit of brush, it's the morning light&lt;br /&gt;It's the waters of March ending the summer&lt;br /&gt;It's the promise of life in your heard&lt;br /&gt;It's a snake, it's a stick, it's Joao, it's Jose&lt;br /&gt;It's a splinter in the hand, it's a cut on my foot&lt;br /&gt;It's a step, a bridge, it's a toad it's a frog&lt;br /&gt;It's Belo Horizonte, it's the three day fever  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          É a promessa de vida no teu coração&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114130728620509246?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114130728620509246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114130728620509246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114130728620509246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114130728620509246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/03/aguas-de-marco-waters-of-march.html' title='Aguas de Marco (Waters of March)'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114102038131010797</id><published>2006-02-27T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T14:06:21.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>Finally, have finished the entire "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory"  sa PS2!! after 6 days of playing this childish game!hahaha!! what's next? hehehe.. Sims bustin out! after so many months am still not finished with it!! gangster nalang ata and im all through!! and havent got married there!! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114102038131010797?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114102038131010797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114102038131010797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114102038131010797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114102038131010797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114102017130271771</id><published>2006-02-27T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T14:02:51.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waters of march</title><content type='html'>I love this song..in english or in spanish..hehe. nicest!&lt;br /&gt;and Transfatty Acid by Lamb!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waters of March&lt;br /&gt;Words &amp; Music by Antonio Carlos Jobim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E7  A       AM7            Em6         A7&lt;br /&gt;A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      A7/6    D9             BbM7            A&lt;br /&gt;It's feeling alone, it's the weight of your load;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  A+5        A7/6           D9&lt;br /&gt;It's a sliver of glass, it's life, it's the sun;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      D6          Dm6          Bm7-5         A&lt;br /&gt;It's night, it's death, it's a knife, it's a gun;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  AM7         Em6       A7          D6&lt;br /&gt;A flower that blooms, a fox in the brush;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  BbM7        Fdim     Bm7-5       A&lt;br /&gt;A knot in the wood, the song of a thrush;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  AM7        Em6        A7          D6&lt;br /&gt;A myst'ry of life, the steps in the hall;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     BbM7        Fdim          Bm7-5  A&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the wind, and the waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E7/6      A            AM7             Em6          A7&lt;br /&gt;It's the moon floating free, it's the curve of the slope;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        A7/6        D9          BbM7         A&lt;br /&gt;It's an ant, it's a bee, it's a reason for hope;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        A+5        A7/6         A7/9       D9&lt;br /&gt;And the river bank sings of the waters of March;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        BbM7        Fdim             Bm7-5         A&lt;br /&gt;It's the promise of spring, it's the joy in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     A      AM7      Em6      A7&lt;br /&gt;A spear, a spike, a stake, a nail;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       A7/6          D9           BbM7         A&lt;br /&gt;It's a drip, it's a drop, it's the end of the tale;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                A+5        A7/6      D9&lt;br /&gt;The dew on the leaf in the morning light,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     D6       Dm6        Bm7-5         A&lt;br /&gt;The shot of a gun in the dead of the night;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  AM7      Em6      A7       D6&lt;br /&gt;A mile, a must, a thrust, a bump,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         BbM7      Fdim          Bm7-5         A&lt;br /&gt;It's the will to survive, it's a jolt, it's a jump;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A               AM7      Em6     D6&lt;br /&gt;Blue print of a house, a body in bed;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    BbM7         Dm6          Bm7-5           A&lt;br /&gt;Car stuck in the mud, it's the mud, it's the mud;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          AM7      Em6      A7&lt;br /&gt;A fish, a flash, a wish, a wing;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       A7/6         D9             BbM7         A&lt;br /&gt;It's a hawk, it's a dove, it's the promise of spring;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         A+5       A7/6         A7/9       D &lt;br /&gt;And the river bank sings of the waters of March;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        BbM7        Fdim             Bm7-5         A&lt;br /&gt;It's the promise of spring, it's the joy in your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E7  A       AM7            Em6         A7&lt;br /&gt;A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     A7/6       D9          BbM7         A&lt;br /&gt;The stump of a tree, it's a frog, it's a toad;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  AM7      Em6       A7     D6&lt;br /&gt;A sigh, a breath, a walk, a run;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; BbM7     Fdim       Bm7-5      A&lt;br /&gt;A life, a death, the rain, the sun;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         A+5       A7/6         A7/9       D &lt;br /&gt;And the river bank sings of the waters of March;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Dm6        BbM7          Fdim          A&lt;br /&gt;It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114102017130271771?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114102017130271771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114102017130271771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114102017130271771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114102017130271771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/waters-of-march.html' title='Waters of march'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114053947775675044</id><published>2006-02-22T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T00:31:17.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Zobel days</title><content type='html'>I miss the good old Zobel days.. &lt;br /&gt;..I miss the main building, &lt;br /&gt;..the morning-ritual of visiting the chapel then after that, going straight to the CR.(haha!)&lt;br /&gt;..the canteen!!! &lt;br /&gt;    My favorite Tapsilog!! &lt;br /&gt;    Snacka Chicca (i think un ung name!haha!), &lt;br /&gt;    Slush Puppie!(rubs Fave mo rootbeer, ako strawberry and orange!) &lt;br /&gt;    Koolee (corret me am wrong again. Cola flavor!saraP!),&lt;br /&gt;    Quesadillas!!&lt;br /&gt;    Cheeseburger&lt;br /&gt;    Yakisoba ( sobrang pinipilahan dati to. OA talga!)&lt;br /&gt;    1/2, 1/4 pizza! (grade4mems!haha!)&lt;br /&gt;    Chicken barbeque!(nung aristocrat pa nagccater sa amin! Shux sarap!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;    Siomai&lt;br /&gt;    Airheads (meron ata nagbebenta or sa classroom lang!haha!)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;gate1 !&lt;br /&gt;parking!haha&lt;br /&gt;gym1!! [(P.E, intrams, mass, grad pic on top of the roof!(SR-C lang nakagawa nun!haha!), cheering competition!]&lt;br /&gt;ang masungit na librarian&lt;br /&gt;ang mabahong boys C.R.haahaha&lt;br /&gt;chilly aircon classrooms!!&lt;br /&gt;likod ng classroom!!&lt;br /&gt;wooden chair dati! (vandal, ukit!lahat na!)&lt;br /&gt;Ms.Gloria&lt;br /&gt;school bus!haha!&lt;br /&gt;little kids sa prep!&lt;br /&gt;T.H.E haha&lt;br /&gt;fairs&lt;br /&gt;Blue paper strips (nose strips!haah eeww!haha)&lt;br /&gt;mga teachers !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;away ng different batches&lt;br /&gt;Retreats! Immersion! Recolletion!!&lt;br /&gt;Sir Llaguno's class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so much more... shucks, that was years ago, and am still missing every part of those days.. now am leaving behind naman my college life, eto naman ang mamimiss ko...Memories never finish, it's just so alive...damn alive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i never visited zobel since i surrendered my toga.wow!!that was like 4years ago. wow..tsk tsk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114053947775675044?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114053947775675044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114053947775675044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114053947775675044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114053947775675044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-miss-zobel-days.html' title='I miss Zobel days'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114045426408207635</id><published>2006-02-21T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T00:51:04.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Sunrise @ HBO</title><content type='html'>Have watched Before Sunset again earlier 6pm a@ HBO!! was so lucky i didn't missed that chance!! so surreaL!!! Shucks i really really love this movie. am so addicted with it. I have to watch it's prequel, Before Sunrise. &lt;br /&gt;Everthing Julie Delpy and Ethan Hawke  about there really really makes sense. so you all better watch this flick i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, while still waiting for the movie to start, i looked upon the sky (as i usually do everytime the sun gets to set), see if the sunset looks nice and resplendent, I came in my mind that this habit of mine has something to do with how i really adore this movie.. So surreal!!! ang Galing!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learned a new phrase (based from this movie):&lt;br /&gt;"Consuming frenzy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got away from the consuming frenzy days i have while doing my thesis. Everyday was a rush, a panic, disordered, made my brain violently react with problems that came up during those days. And now I am totally relieved. I just want to relax and chill-out with friends any place that'll soothe my entire body system. I want to receive rewards for what i have greatly accomplished last feb15,2006. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohhh, i really wanna have a DVD copy of this para mas madaming taglines ako masulat dito so i could share it with you.. and so that i could gain wisdom and knowledge on life. Phrases from this movie made me ponder badly, on life, relationships, memories, love, anything..and that made mre relaized a lot of things. And am super grateful for the scriptwriter and director (Richard Linklater) of this flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Memories never finish...It's just so Alive.."&lt;br /&gt;"..If You don't believe in any magic/mystery, then it'll be as is.."&lt;br /&gt;"Each person has its own personality...One cannot change them.. You cannot replace someone because they gave us specific details in our life.."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114045426408207635?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114045426408207635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114045426408207635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114045426408207635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114045426408207635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/before-sunrise-hbo.html' title='Before Sunrise @ HBO'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114019396184367572</id><published>2006-02-18T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T00:32:41.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Johari Window</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="text-align:center;border-spacing:0px; border-collapse:collapse;"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;vertical-align:top;background:#ccf"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Arena&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known to self and others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#0000FF; font-weight:bold"&gt;cheerful&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#0000AA; font-weight:bold"&gt;dependable&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#0000AA; font-weight:bold"&gt;witty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;vertical-align:top;background:#fcc"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Blind Spot&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known only to others)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;friendly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;ingenious&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;intelligent&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;organised&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;reflective&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#550000"&gt;sentimental&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#AA0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;silly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#FF0000; font-weight:bold"&gt;trustworthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;vertical-align:top;background:#cfc"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Façade&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known only to self)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; searching, sympathetic&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border:1px solid #000;padding:4px;width:50%;background:#ccc"&gt; &lt;h2 style="margin:0px"&gt;Unknown&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div style="font-size:0.7em"&gt;(known to nobody)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:0.8em"&gt; able, accepting, adaptable, bold, brave, calm, caring, clever, complex, confident, dignified, energetic, extroverted, giving, helpful, idealistic, independent, introverted, kind, knowledgable, logical, mature, modest, nervous, observant, patient, powerful, proud, quiet, relaxed, religious, responsive, self-assertive, self-conscious, sensible, shy, spontaneous, tense, warm, wise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Dominant Traits&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;75%&lt;/b&gt; of people agree that I am Pia is &lt;b&gt;cheerful&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;75%&lt;/b&gt; of people think that I am Pia is &lt;b&gt;trustworthy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;All Percentages&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;able (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;accepting (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;adaptable (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;bold (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;brave (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;calm (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;caring (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;cheerful&lt;/b&gt; (75%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;clever (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;complex (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;confident (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;dependable&lt;/b&gt; (50%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;dignified (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;energetic (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;extroverted (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;friendly&lt;/b&gt; (50%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;giving (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt; (50%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;helpful (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;idealistic (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;independent (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;ingenious&lt;/b&gt; (25%) &lt;b&gt;intelligent&lt;/b&gt; (25%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;introverted (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;kind (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;knowledgable (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;logical (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;loving&lt;/b&gt; (25%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;mature (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;modest (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;nervous (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;observant (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;organised&lt;/b&gt; (25%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;patient (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;powerful (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;proud (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;quiet (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;reflective&lt;/b&gt; (25%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;relaxed (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;religious (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;responsive (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;searching (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;self-assertive (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;self-conscious (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;sensible (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;sentimental&lt;/b&gt; (25%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;shy (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;silly&lt;/b&gt; (50%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;spontaneous (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;sympathetic (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;tense (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;trustworthy&lt;/b&gt; (75%) &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;warm (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#888"&gt;wise (0%)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;witty&lt;/b&gt; (50%) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="border:1px solid #000; padding:8px; text-align:center;background:#eee"&gt; Created by the &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interactive Johari Window&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on 17.2.2006, using data from 4 respondents.&lt;br&gt; You can &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari"&gt;make your own Johari Window&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?view=I am Pia"&gt;view I am Pia's full data&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114019396184367572?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114019396184367572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114019396184367572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114019396184367572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114019396184367572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-johari-window.html' title='My Johari Window'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114015925753769303</id><published>2006-02-17T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T14:54:17.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gig at eastwood later!!</title><content type='html'>Can't wait for later's gig at eastwood for Levi's new store there!!!! shet!! urbandub! imago!! woohooo!!!!!!!!!!hahahaha!!!!See you all there!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-114015925753769303?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114015925753769303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114015925753769303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114015925753769303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114015925753769303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/gig-at-eastwood-later.html' title='Gig at eastwood later!!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-114002505873553313</id><published>2006-02-16T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T01:37:38.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love February 15, 2006  !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love February 15, 2006.. all late-night research and puyats days are all worth it. All prayers and "good lucks" people say to me are all being answered. All the anxiety, doubts,challenges, chills, butterflies in my stomach are all over. Thank You ! Thank You! February 15,2006 is my Happiest day! and 1.75 is my favorite number! haha! throughout the times i had before all of my works paid off, all i said was "shet, talaga, shet!", "Shet thesis!shet defense! Shet lahat!". those were my favorite phrases! but now, all i say is, "shet i love thesis!" "shet talaga shet ang super happy ko!" ...And "shet still remains in me. haha! Shet i feel so relieved after that 51minutes with the 3 jurors listening and deliberating my thesis ( Multifunctional compact-living bed).. I never been this happy and delighted. I am so thankful for the model-makers of my bed (kuya ronie, kuya joshua,etc),thats why i gave them P1,000 bonus!! shet talaga pia ang bait mo pia!! Shet galante ako and hindi ako kuripot noh! Pag ako galante, sobrang galante talaga ako! shet talaga shet!hahaahaha..from that i feel so nice! i just need to pay-off their being so nice and patient to my kulit approaches to them about my product design..Super thanks talga sanyo!! and to all who helped me all throughout this wow-journey.. and super super thanks for  my parents talaga! super super thanks! am so lucky i have them!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe it's all over,man!! feeling ko i need a super super summer vacation to pay off all the puyat days i have for the preparation of my defense day!! Shet talaga shet!! i wanna go travel to places i have never been to, like cebu, bohol, south side of palawan, places with unspoiled beaches and islands, that i can make it my personal island for 3days 2nights, wherein i can get close to God's gift for us which is the nature, feel it, see it, listen to it, taste it, shet talaga shet!! i am such a frustrated traveller!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have not yet have their defense, Super good luck to all of you!!  i'll all pray for you!! Sabay-Sabay tayo ggraduate and dadaan palabas ng Arch of the century! hahahhahah!!! shet talaga shet!! can't wait for that day!! shet!! haahahahaha&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/11636363-114002505873553313?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/114002505873553313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=114002505873553313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114002505873553313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/114002505873553313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-love-february-15-2006.html' title='I love February 15, 2006  !!!!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113941236686086431</id><published>2006-02-08T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T23:35:32.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/36/76113743_c77aef9a65_m.jpg "&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://blogstill.no.sapo.pt/ban_beforesunset.jpg " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I love BEFORE SUNSET !!!!!! next to MEET JOE BLACK !!!! i want the complete screenplay of BEFORE SUNSET !!! But i can't see any in the Internet!! i thought internet's supposed to give us ANY infos on something, but the complete script of this movie is nowhere to be found in here!! It sucks!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113941236686086431?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113941236686086431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113941236686086431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113941236686086431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113941236686086431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-love-before-sunset-next-to-meet-joe.html' title=''/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113932327179742202</id><published>2006-02-07T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:41:11.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Sunset  (the movie)</title><content type='html'>I just watched Before Sunset @ HBO starring Ethan Hawke and an actress that I really don't know. All was plain discussions. It was kinda boring at the start. But as their topics began to be interesting, that made me awake and stay up to finish the 1hr 15min movie. EVERYTHING THEY TALKED ABOUT MADE SENSE, perfectly. I was tahnkful for myself i watched it. It gave me so much realizations in life, relationships, past, memories, etc. I must get hold of its script. haha. All that they said was an eye-opener for me. I can't furthur more state specifically what i learned and what they said in that movie because they are to many to mention. Just see the movie and you'll agree with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113932327179742202?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113932327179742202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113932327179742202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113932327179742202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113932327179742202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/before-sunset-movie.html' title='Before Sunset  (the movie)'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113924533826337843</id><published>2006-02-07T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T01:02:18.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should've have</title><content type='html'>The recent Ultra Tragedy c/o Wowowee was a depressing event that strucked the entire country, even BBC and DW Tv.  They blamed the Event Organizer, the TV station, the crowd itself, the host, the Guards, and even the Philippine Government! wow. All people do was to blame and point who must be guilty for what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really can't blame the crowd because they are very eager and willing to go to that nonsense noontime show. Shows like this makes these people hunger for "easy" money by trying their luck. Some shows can be an exception for this reaction because their questions for the contestants are "answerable" compared to the ones given in " Wowowee", wherein their questions are very difficult even the Mensa members or just who study in UP have little chances that they'd know the answers! Now that's what you call Gambling and guessing! Shows like this must be able to encourage these people on a different perspective in life. Sociologist Randy David was right. TV stations take advantage of these situations. Situations of hunger, poverty, etc. They stoop to the people's level and maintain it.  They don't want to venture and take risk of making new concepts, take to a better and higher level so that these people may also go with the flow with it. People's knowledge have always been in that same level. It seems like these Philippine TV stations UNDERESTIMATE the knowledge of the masses. Just like in the MOVIE industry, recently, Indie films have shown and grown in the country. They are beginning to be Big hit. And we are thankful for that because their storylines are very unique from the usual movies big producers and directors made. Now that made a BIG LEAP of taking risks! That's why i am also a frustrated indie-film maker.  (being a video-editor would be fine for me.haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowd control was also a problem.. Tsk tsk . I should've recommended my last year's project in school, called "Apple GPS DEVICE - for crowd control". It is a PDA-sized gadget that can be a mini-megaphone( to call attention of the rowdy crowd), can detect where the crowd point is located with a built-in GPS software, and when detected, must be transmitted to local police stations, fire stations, or whatever concerned unit, and from that, they can go directly to the site by just following the map seen in the PDA's screen. Too bad, it was just a project.hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, whatever the final decision for that case may be, i hope and pray and wish and beg that people may(better yet MUST) learn from what happened and try to avoid that kind of situation for the betterment of the society.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113924533826337843?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113924533826337843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113924533826337843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113924533826337843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113924533826337843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/shouldve-have.html' title='should&apos;ve have'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113921467060878136</id><published>2006-02-06T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T16:31:10.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joey Ayala - Organik or organic, whatever you like.heheh</title><content type='html'>Joey Ayala 's song, " Organic " sounds funny and comical but if you read the lyrics carefully, it is really a striking and powerful workpiece. Who doesn't want to have someone who'll sincerely tell and show you how "organic ang pag-ibig ko sayo, ...."&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't want to have someone who'll give and feel you true love? of course, no one, right?!?!  basta galing ng composition ni Joey Ayala. tsk tsk. i salute you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organik ang pag-ibig ko sa ‘yo&lt;br /&gt;hindi genetically manipulated organism ako&lt;br /&gt;hindi isang cloned experiment&lt;br /&gt;ang nakikita mo&lt;br /&gt;ako’y organik, organik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organik ang pag-ibig ko sa ‘yo&lt;br /&gt;walang karburo o food coloring&lt;br /&gt;ako’y hinog sa puno&lt;br /&gt;walang herbicide o pesticide, walang fertilizer ako’y&lt;br /&gt;organik, organik, organik, organik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at kung tayo ay mamasyal sa&lt;br /&gt;virtual reality sa&lt;br /&gt;ocean, rainforest at endangered specie&lt;br /&gt;sa cable tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remote control ko’y binitiwan na&lt;br /&gt;ang channel mo’y di papalitan sa&lt;br /&gt;aking mundo ikaw ang bio-diversity&lt;br /&gt;chemical-free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;organik ang pag-ibig ko sa ‘yo&lt;br /&gt;hindi genetically manipulated organismo ako&lt;br /&gt;hindi isang clone o anime ang nakikita mo&lt;br /&gt;ako’y organik, organik&lt;br /&gt;organik, organik&lt;br /&gt;organik, organik&lt;br /&gt;organik, organik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love for you is organic&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a genetically manipulated organism&lt;br /&gt;What you see is not a cloned experiment&lt;br /&gt;I am organic, organic&lt;br /&gt;my love for you is organic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no artificial ripeners, no food coloring&lt;br /&gt;I ripened on a tree&lt;br /&gt;no herbicides, pesticides or fertilizers&lt;br /&gt;I am organic, organic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should we go to seein virtual reality&lt;br /&gt;the ocean, the rainforest&lt;br /&gt;the endangered species on cable tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve relinquished my remote control&lt;br /&gt;and won’t switch your channel&lt;br /&gt;in my world you are bio-diversity&lt;br /&gt;chemical-free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my love for you is organic&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a genetically manipulated organism&lt;br /&gt;not a clone or a cartoon character&lt;br /&gt;I am organic, organic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113921467060878136?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113921467060878136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113921467060878136&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113921467060878136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113921467060878136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/joey-ayala-organik-or-organic-whatever.html' title='Joey Ayala - Organik or organic, whatever you like.heheh'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113921446737929746</id><published>2006-02-06T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T16:27:47.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why i love cebu ....</title><content type='html'>Cebu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about Cebu not until :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that I have ancestors from that place. Lola Pat's from that place. My father side has a lot of relatives there that i haven't met. Jam, papa, and mama  (in short, except me)have already visited them there. Ako nalang ang hindi.hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learned some funny-sounding cebuano words like Samokan, ngil-ad, buwang, gwapa.....hehehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that there lie such unspolied islands with nice shorelines like Malapascua and Bantayan Island. I saw great and jaw-dropping pictures of these places &lt;br /&gt;in flickr.com and these made me amaze and want more of these places. I even made a friend who's from that place. And he really made me so convinced to visit&lt;br /&gt;these islands. In time, pag may pera and may mahatak ako na friends ko, i'll visit and discover these places... and take A LOT of pictures.. of the sky, the shore, and the underwater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard of URBANDUB and SHEILA &amp; THE INSECTS. &lt;br /&gt;I got hold of Urbandub's  old mp3 songs such as gone , a new tattoo , quite poetic, versus , under crisis, soul seaching , and runaway. I also got the chance to borrow their latest album, "Embrace" from &lt;br /&gt;a friend and copied all of it (was feeling guilty since I did that, pramis!!! But i Promise, i will purchase their orig one in the future, pag pumasa na ko thesis, or better yet, if someone gives me that.haha!) The lyrics+tune+drumbeats are all perfect for me. It fits right. Plus their music video for their song " alert the armory " really strikes me lalo na ung part na may Banca passing through two &lt;br /&gt;screens tas different and color ng sky, man, galing!! Sana in the future Urbandub will make videos for their other songs like Reveal the Remedy and End Of SOmething... ALL of their LYRICS caught my attention and am so addicted with all of their songs!! Because ot the song Reveal the Remedy, now i often use the phrases, "could've been more, should've.." hehe! People can &lt;br /&gt;easily connect with their pieces. Galing! And How i Wish talaga they will not venture into MAINSTREAM... if that happens,  it'll be a big disappointment for all of their fans!! Sayang, they weren't part of UST's LIVRE concert.. Panay Mainstream bands lang ang invited like Mojofly, itchyworms, Hale, etc... and &lt;br /&gt;ang walang katapusang  Parokya Ni Edgar ...Plus, cute din si gabby alipe . hehe. kahit may scar..cute!hehe.  When will i ever get the chance to see Urbandub in person???? When??? WHEN?!!??!? hayy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was amazed with Sheila &amp; the Insects when I first heard of their song Quick to Panic @ NU107. I thought it was from a foreign, specifically a british band. I thougt Wrong!! Kaya was shocked talaga and felt really proud tas taga-Cebu pa! wow! And their video for Quick to Panic is such a masterpiece!! galing ng Graphics and animation! can't believe it came from a local band talaga. &lt;br /&gt;As what i stated above, sana Sheila &amp; the Insect also will not venture into MAINSTREAM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents left today to visit this place for some important matters to manage and fix. wow, for one week, we're all alone here.ahahaha! saya!! kaso missed them na!!haha labo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113921446737929746?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113921446737929746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113921446737929746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113921446737929746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113921446737929746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-i-love-cebu.html' title='Why i love cebu ....'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113904181581283232</id><published>2006-02-04T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T16:32:14.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am also a frustrated......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/36/76113743_c77aef9a65_m.jpg "&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/29/47070548_89f9770d73.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt; I am a frustrated Honda Jazz Owner!! i want it either white, gray, or red!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it all-geared up with accessories ...from Banawe!~!!hahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this but i dont want to learn how to drive!!! weird noh?!?!? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;labo... basta..all i want to be is a honda jazz owner!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113904181581283232?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113904181581283232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113904181581283232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113904181581283232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113904181581283232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-am-also-frustrated_04.html' title='I am also a frustrated......'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113904061732414813</id><published>2006-02-04T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T16:15:05.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/36/76113743_c77aef9a65_m.jpg "&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/42/95219723_24f4f50709_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;As what Aerosmith tells us in one of his songs, "pink is my favorite color.."  , i am also a fan of this color. BUt that's the past.&lt;br /&gt;NOw, Orange is my favorite Color. I dunno why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because i am so fond of Sunsets..Everytime I pass by Roxas Boulevard&lt;br /&gt;all the way to Coastal Road, i always wish I encounter a resplendent sunset. In a month, i get to see an average of 7 sunsets (i think..haha)&lt;br /&gt;All looks magical, all looks fantastic. It just makes me say "ooohh, that's perfect..".. I often wished i brought along our digi videocam so&lt;br /&gt;that I could savor it even am at home. But ,hey, we can see this enchanting sun set anywhere. That's why when it's possible, &lt;br /&gt;i take pictures of it right in our yard.Yes! and all looks nice! i really love 5:15-6:00pm. That's when i get to see this glorious wonder.&lt;br /&gt;It makes my day complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise also looks nice after all. I just realized it's same enchantment every monday of this year. Ok rin pala. But can't see it clearly.&lt;br /&gt;It's just the color of the sky and how the sun's covered by the clouds that seems nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/9/76113746_8e4a50f3b4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/27/95219721_9802c02d4e_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because orange makes pictures look greater than the normal light. That's why I prefer yellow light over the usual flourescent lighting.&lt;br /&gt;People look great in pictures when shot with this light. i had pictures of myself way back with an effect like in this picture.. super nice! haha!&lt;br /&gt;and, Man!!THis guy looks hot!! Gwapo! perfect! Kalbo!hahahah! plus if he has a volvo, more than perfect siya!hahaha!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113904061732414813?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113904061732414813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113904061732414813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113904061732414813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113904061732414813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/as-what-aerosmith-tells-us-in-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113897980238362781</id><published>2006-02-03T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T23:16:42.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thesis!</title><content type='html'>hahaha!! Endorsed ako sa Thesis ko! What a relief, pramiS!!! am again one step to happiness!!! Konti nalang, defense naman ang kelangan maging sucessful!!!! if that happens, pag pumasa ako, araw araw lalabas at ggmick ako ! paparty ako sa bahay!!!! uuwi ako ng bahay galing gimik ng 5am! hahaha   E what if ndi ako pumasa at makagraduate on time?? shucks, susunugin ko ung bedframe model ko, tatawa while nasusunog, til all become ashes, then iiyak ako.. hay please sana lang talaga pumasa at successful lahat ng thesis nmin! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as what pedicab's latest song tells us, "...konti nalang, pwede pang dagdagan.... ang swerte ko naman, ang malas ko naman.." ... huh? labo non a.wla connection sa topic ko.haha... KONTI NALANG, Tapos na ang thesis, tapos na ang college life..and hello to the business world..hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113897980238362781?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113897980238362781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113897980238362781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113897980238362781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113897980238362781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/02/thesis.html' title='Thesis!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113871895061794347</id><published>2006-01-31T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T22:49:10.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ</title><content type='html'>been awake for more than 26 hours .. am really sleepy right now... thesis makes me sick.makes me feel weak.. for more than 15hours i was awake and focused on my computer.wow. Boyrfriend ko na ata si THESIS!! pero ndi ako inlove sakanya.haha.. Timing pa, sa valentines week ang aming much-awaited week!! lalo na sa February 15! can't wait!! have to get prepared!! wow wow wow...nice nice nice... this will make or break my future, pare.. gives us the chills, butterflies in our stomach, anxiety, depression, panic, lahat na.. 15 days to go ...after an hour, it'll be just 14days to go ..wow.. parang kelan lang na 4th year high school ako.. excited sa graduation,  made us sad coz we have to part ways... now am in my last year (hopefully) in college, and am gonna be sad coz we have to part ways again to my new set of friends, temporarily.. so much of these sadness, as of now, wow, SOrry thesis, i wasn"t able to make you feel important for the past weeks.hehe.. i'll make it up to you. Pramis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113871895061794347?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113871895061794347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113871895061794347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113871895061794347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113871895061794347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113820147790458909</id><published>2006-01-25T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T23:04:37.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>resplendent</title><content type='html'>wow..new catchy words i learned today from someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lethargic - Lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resplendent - shining brightly ; gloriously bright; Splendid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113820147790458909?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113820147790458909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113820147790458909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113820147790458909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113820147790458909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/resplendent.html' title='resplendent'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113811534153872151</id><published>2006-01-24T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:09:01.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheel of fortune!!</title><content type='html'>Am really addicted to Wheel of Fortune ever since i knew it existed. Sayang i wasnt able to play in the "local" wheel of fortune 4 years ago ata.  feeling ko i was destined to win there e.haha! kaso destiny didnt let me have it.haha! kung babalik lang ung game n un dito sa pinas, sasali uli ako!haha.. well for now, am stucked with playing along with the Real Wheel of Fortune on Channel53.hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and am getting to love The O.C. i watched both in star world and in ETC at the same time so i could understand the 1st season and the 2nd season as well.hehe! multi-tasker pla ako!haha.. i love the show not only the story but the songs and featured bands playing each episode!nice!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113811534153872151?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113789776568864748</id><published>2006-01-22T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T10:44:01.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Why Does It Always Rain On Me&lt;br /&gt;Travis &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;Everybody saying everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Still I can't close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of all these lights &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny days&lt;br /&gt;Where have you gone?&lt;br /&gt;I get the strangest feeling you belong&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always rain on me?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always rain on me?&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sun is shining&lt;br /&gt;I can't avoid the lightning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand myself&lt;br /&gt;I'm being held up by an invisible man&lt;br /&gt;Still life on a shelf when&lt;br /&gt;I got my mind on something else &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny days&lt;br /&gt;Where have you gone?&lt;br /&gt;I get the strangest feeling you belong&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always rain on me?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always rain on me?&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sun is shining&lt;br /&gt;I can't avoid the lightning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, where did the blue skies go?&lt;br /&gt;And why is it raining so?&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold &lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's saying everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;Still I can't close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of the lights &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunny days&lt;br /&gt;Where have you gone?&lt;br /&gt;I get the strangest feeling you belong&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always rain on me?&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I lied when I was seventeen?&lt;br /&gt;Even when the sun is shining&lt;br /&gt;I can't avoid the lightning&lt;br /&gt;Oh, where did the blue skies go?&lt;br /&gt;And why is it raining so?&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always rain on me?&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always rain on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Day Is Exactly The Same &lt;br /&gt;Nine inch nails &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I can see the future&lt;br /&gt;As I repeat the same routine&lt;br /&gt;I think I used to have a purpose&lt;br /&gt;But then again&lt;br /&gt;That might have been a dream&lt;br /&gt;I think I used to have a voice&lt;br /&gt;Now i never make a sound&lt;br /&gt;I just do what I've been told&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want them to come around again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is exactly the same&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is exactly the same&lt;br /&gt;There is no love here and there is no pain&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is exactly the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel thier eyes are watching&lt;br /&gt;In case I loose myself again&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I'm happy here&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, yet I still pretend&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember how this got started&lt;br /&gt;But I can tell you exactly how it will end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing on a little piece of paper&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping someday you might find&lt;br /&gt;I'll hide it behind something&lt;br /&gt;They won't look behind&lt;br /&gt;I am still inside here&lt;br /&gt;A little bit comes bleeding through&lt;br /&gt;I wish this could have been any other way&lt;br /&gt;But I just don't know- I don't know what else I can do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113789776568864748?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113758188056836752</id><published>2006-01-18T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T18:58:00.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite sounds right now</title><content type='html'>i love these tunes lately! plus Coldplay's Talk !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vanished&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Scar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when we said we'd never part&lt;br /&gt;No purple tears and break each other's heart&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm the fool for trusting this far&lt;br /&gt;'cause now you are my favorite scar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tick tock  bout time for the pain come in&lt;br /&gt;When you said we'd all be friends in the end&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll find what you need&lt;br /&gt;'cause I won't be those things in your magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, you were my star now&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, you're my favorite scar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wake me when it's over&lt;br /&gt;And tell me when the feeling's gone&lt;br /&gt;I always knew that you'd be my favorite scar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your burn is slow but it burns me to the bones&lt;br /&gt;I'm comatose then I start to walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find what you need&lt;br /&gt;But can I have my heart back 'cause it's starting to bleed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way that you smiled&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you cried&lt;br /&gt;When we said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, that's what you are, you are my favorite scar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________&lt;br /&gt;Straylight Run&lt;br /&gt;Existentialism On Prom Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the sun came up,&lt;br /&gt;We we're sleeping in,&lt;br /&gt;Sunk inside our blankets,&lt;br /&gt;Sprawled across the bed,&lt;br /&gt;And we we're dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when,&lt;br /&gt;When I know it and&lt;br /&gt;The world revolves around us,&lt;br /&gt;And we're keeping it,&lt;br /&gt;Keeping it all going,&lt;br /&gt;This delicate balance,&lt;br /&gt;Vulnerable all knowing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing like you think no one's listening,&lt;br /&gt;You would kill for this,&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;You would, kill for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing like you think no one's listening,&lt;br /&gt;You would kill for this,&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;You would, you would...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing me something soft,&lt;br /&gt;Sad and delicate,&lt;br /&gt;Or loud and out of key,&lt;br /&gt;Sing me anything,&lt;br /&gt;we're glad for what we've got,&lt;br /&gt;Done with what we've lost&lt;br /&gt;Our whole lives laid out right in front of us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing like you think no one's listening,&lt;br /&gt;You would kill for this,&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;You would,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing like you think no one's listening,&lt;br /&gt;You would kill for this,&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;Just a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;You would, you would....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing me something soft,&lt;br /&gt;Sad and delicate,&lt;br /&gt;Or loud and out of key,&lt;br /&gt;Sing me anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113758188056836752?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113758188056836752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113758188056836752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113758188056836752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113758188056836752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/favorite-sounds-right-now.html' title='Favorite sounds right now'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113748151582327350</id><published>2006-01-17T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T15:07:41.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 minutes with god and the angels</title><content type='html'>Last night, i stayed for about 20 minutes above our water tank. The Night's breeze was very pleasant. The environment you can see from it'sview was way too great, seeing the big full moon, countless number of stars, and feeling and listening to the winds blowing past my entire self.Those 20minutes had been a refreshing  moment. i just felt so alone, with the night sky. I just felt i was in close contact with the heaven. It's like i owned the Full moon and the stars for 20 minutes. Something whispered in my mind and told me that the moon is "my god" and that the stars are "my angels". During those 20minutes, i told "my god and my stars" my problems, my insecurities, things that's been bothering my mind and wasting my time. I asked and begged and hoped and wished and prayed to them that they would give me all the solutions to my problems. Yes, i felt selfish for that moment. I thought to myself, hey,i have been so unselfish to others, making me forget myself. i often think of others first rather&lt;br /&gt;than for my own sake. I often pray for others and little less for me. And so for that 20 minutes I became selfish. I asked for knowledge, wisdom, sharp mind,  confidence, and less of being lazy and being confined in the house just doing nothing. I felt for the past days, i was not progressive. My mind's not functioning very fast. I also felt I'm wasting so much time doing the same, plain stuff. I want to escape from the usual and be adventuruous. I want to go somewhere that's fun, exciting, that'll catch my breath, that'll make me yell for more. I just want to finish this painstakingly, dificult thing&lt;br /&gt;in college called thesis. I just want to graduate, go out of college and shout, "Bye College, Hello Business World!" i am so tired of thinking better solutions for my thesis. That's why I asked "My god and My angels" to help me progress with this "last school project" and finish it with sucess and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So you take a picture something you see...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full moon 3 nights ago was soooo nice!! but i didn't have the chance to take a picture of it! i just wasted the chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...In the future where will i be..."&lt;br /&gt;i have no fu^&amp;*ing idea... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"....you can climb a ladder up to the sun..."&lt;br /&gt;well, i just did climb up the water tank and went near with the Full moon.. seems close huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...or write a song nobody has sung..."&lt;br /&gt;just a poem...can anyone offer their music piece to fit with my poem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"....0r do something that's never been done"&lt;br /&gt;hhmm, scuba dive naked??hahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113748151582327350?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113748151582327350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113748151582327350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113748151582327350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113748151582327350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/20-minutes-with-god-and-angels.html' title='20 minutes with god and the angels'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113716795541733333</id><published>2006-01-13T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:59:15.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to ponder..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Every experience brings out something good. Good times could be Good Memories. Bad times could be Good Lessons. You Never Lose, You only Gain from Life.. It's just a matter of Perspective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113716795541733333?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113716795541733333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113716795541733333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113716795541733333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113716795541733333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/something-to-ponder.html' title='Something to ponder..'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113716741338845369</id><published>2006-01-13T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T23:50:13.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i love BURGER MACHINE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  JUMBO CHEESE BURGER!! SULIT!!! am craving for more!!!!!!!! pati SANSRIVAL NILA!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113716741338845369?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113716741338845369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113716741338845369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113716741338845369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113716741338845369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-love.html' title='I love.....'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113680191722333984</id><published>2006-01-09T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T18:18:37.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can take a picture of something you see..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;You can take a picture of something you see&lt;br /&gt;In the future where will I be?&lt;br /&gt;You can climb a ladder up to the sun&lt;br /&gt;Or a write a song nobody has sung&lt;br /&gt;Or do something that's never been done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this part of Coldplay's TALK is such a BOOM!! sobrang ganda!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113680191722333984?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113680191722333984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113680191722333984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113680191722333984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113680191722333984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/you-can-take-picture-of-something-you.html' title='you can take a picture of something you see..'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113679797682975386</id><published>2006-01-09T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T17:12:56.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>want to meet and greet the Meanest and Insanest person?</title><content type='html'>If someone wants to meet and make friends with the MEANEST and INSANEST person (these are &lt;br /&gt;the only words perfectly appropriate  to describe him and her, even though they're just "imbento" words), &lt;br /&gt;then tell me so  and i'll introduce you to them!haha! i just don't know if someone really wants to be friends with them, or&lt;br /&gt;just get close to them.haha!..i think they may be infectious and contagious, coz if you get to encounter them, you might also be MEAN&lt;br /&gt;and INSANE!! really!.. that's why  i will never, ever dare myself to be in contact with them, again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i reffering him as the MEANEST person? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Because my weird side of me commanded my system to offer the virtue of friendship to him, wholeheartedly. Even &lt;br /&gt;though he made so many actions that really pained me in the past, i still wanted friendship. Silly me noh!? BUt, because&lt;br /&gt;he's such a different human being, he denied my offer! SUCH a MEAN person,right?! And why did he came with that answer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Because He and his Girl (again) are SO INSANE... Insane in such a way that they think am the bad girl, making chaos&lt;br /&gt;in their so-called weird,problematic life. Am not a bad girl. I don't have any Bad intentions or whatsoever. I only just want Friendship, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;nothing more.nothing less. they think the wrong way...  another word that can be connected with it? PSYCHO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the world's seemed rotated 360 degrees in that situation. They made me feel am the Bad girl. They think am the bad girl.&lt;br /&gt;...I just thought, I will NEVER FEEL GUILTY If I ruined their relationship because i had,have, and willhave NO BAD intentions&lt;br /&gt;or whatsoever at all... SO, mean and insane guy?!?Just  FEEL and THINK WHO SHOULD BE GUILTY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, my curiosity has come to an end. I feel so relieved!! ANd am so Thankful for it!! Am also sooooooo thankful i already know the real side of him, INSANE AND MEAN.&lt;br /&gt;And am also SOooooo lucky i don't get to experience what their life is right now --- we have a hunch that they have a love Child..that's &lt;br /&gt;why he often told me way back that he still has a big problem ...tsk tsk..they didn't took care of themselves..too bad. just wish them luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who are they? it's the galera guy and his ex (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, who still wants to meet and greet the MEANEST AND INSANEST person??? just tell me, and i will be at your service. But just make sure&lt;br /&gt;you bring along with enough vitamins and mask for you and me if you don't want to get hold of  their contagious disease...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113679797682975386?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113679797682975386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113679797682975386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113679797682975386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113679797682975386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/want-to-meet-and-greet-meanest-and.html' title='want to meet and greet the Meanest and Insanest person?'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113662786307374951</id><published>2006-01-07T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T17:57:43.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>biggest fear</title><content type='html'>Biggest fear in my life : losing someone - a friend, loved ones, relatives, and of course my family.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really just can't accept the reality that people do come and go. wala nman ako ginagawa masama.. i do cherish those people, but they just do not treasure it. nakakahinayang lang talaga..  i just dont want to lose the friendship we had before. sobrang Big gift na un for me. And i'd be very thankful if the friendship still stays intact no matter what happened before... hay, ang bait ko na talaga!! may ginawa na nga masama ung iba, but i still want the friendship we had before?! Oo naman..that's why losing someone is my biggest fear e..lam naman nyo yun ,right?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113662786307374951?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113662786307374951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113662786307374951&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113662786307374951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113662786307374951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/biggest-fear.html' title='biggest fear'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113656381458988901</id><published>2006-01-06T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:35:37.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love melts ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/9/76113746_8e4a50f3b4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/38/82079407_e9cd7255c2.jpg?v=0 " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;my Ust friend brought an unknown chocolate brand. In its packaging it states, " Romance, Loving, Melting ". At first we were laughing about it. Looks like it doesn't fit with the product. But i realized, hey, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt; Love melts!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt; literally! sounds funny yet kinda true, right?! Love melts in mysterious ways (haha baduy!).. and those 3 words seem to fit with the product. Chocolates are often given to loved ones, right?! and chocolates do melt (except M&amp;Ms,haha)...therefore...love melts. haha.. so if someone gave you or you intend to give someone chocolates, don't accept it, and don't continue on with your intentions. ..chocolates melt, and so does love .. haha. it just fades away, slowly..til it's gone..forever.... now my brains working logically!haha!   &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113656381458988901?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113656381458988901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113656381458988901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113656381458988901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113656381458988901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/love-melts.html' title='love melts ..'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113647657331842556</id><published>2006-01-04T11:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T23:56:13.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my head really aches Big time</title><content type='html'>my head feels so much pain now! because of the thesis!! gives me such stress it kills ME!.. a panic inside my brain, the rush flowing within that system really pains me.. can't think of a much better solution for my thesis.. all i get is just simple answers.just that.. the thesis makes me crazy! plus some personal problems stucked in my mind..man! i just wish and pray and beg and hope this will all go to an end!! an end with happiness and success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113647657331842556?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113647657331842556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113647657331842556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113647657331842556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113647657331842556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-head-really-aches-big-time.html' title='my head really aches Big time'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113634733966814341</id><published>2006-01-04T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T12:02:19.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who is this person?</title><content type='html'>Anonymous commented at 7:03 AM &lt;http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_frustratedtravellerdrummer_archive.html&gt;~ &lt;http://www.blogger.com/delete-comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113624302322571805&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cnt help myself from reading ur blogs...just an advice, forget about galera guy...i know him, he's a nice guy, intelligent and sweet but...u cn never trust him with his loyalty and consistency...esp in making decisons-choosing who to love and all...he has a lot of options...tho ur still lucky...move on gurl! smile! chin up! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; well, thanks for the comment you gave me.. helped me a bit..but you do not know how it feels to be in my shoes..it's easy to say that but once you're in this situation, you can't do anything but think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but,who are you? am kinda curious why you said that to me.. you seem know this galera guy personally..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113634733966814341?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113634733966814341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113634733966814341&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113634733966814341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113634733966814341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/who-is-this-person_04.html' title='who is this person?'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113630047253743848</id><published>2006-01-03T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T23:01:12.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt; i wish i could have a life just like what sea turtles have, every day of their lives, just swimming through their splendid surroundings, no rush, no chaos...just serene, calm, quiet place..a nirvana.. wherein one cannot feel any panic in rushing things due the next day, wherein one cannot encounter such people who could give you a headache, tears, misery, and other negative things in this world, wherein you can feel just yourself and the underwater nature, that's all.. no feelings of panic, despair, etc.. all the sea turtles could see are just pleasant things, nothing more.. but i come to realize that, well, it's kinda not adventuruous and thrilling their lives are because they aren't having any difficulties in life. There isn't any excitement at all... now, am glad am a human being. a human being capable of receiving alot of thrills in life, moments of happiness, moments of sadness, it's just thrilling...exciting..  but it still wish at some point in my life, i could have a life like what sea turtles get to experience... a calm, serene, peaceful, problem-free life... i just want to live near them..place like an isolated, unspoiled beach..like Palawan...like Dimakya Island...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113630047253743848?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113630047253743848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113630047253743848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113630047253743848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113630047253743848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-wish.html' title='i wish'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113627969173379612</id><published>2006-01-03T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T17:14:51.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burper ? Belcher!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i am a proud BELCHER ! ! i love to burp alot..lalo na when i really like the food am eating, or when i want to just eat so much i tend to commit a sin = gluttony! haha joke!..  maybe, this is the reason why am gaining weight these days...that's why i ain't stopping this habit even if some says and thinks its bad manners!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113627969173379612?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113627969173379612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113627969173379612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113627969173379612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113627969173379612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/burper-belcher.html' title='Burper ? Belcher!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113613481983576606</id><published>2006-01-02T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T01:00:19.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas and new year's eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/9/77414259_c5122f97c1.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/9/77414259_c5122f97c1.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;2005 was way different than the past years i had before. so many things happened that made me learn ALOT. made me realize that past is past. made me learn so much about guys.. feelings of happiness, sadnesss, bitterness, hatred, revenge, and others made me learn and understand life much better. and am so thankful for how the year has gone by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;christmas eve and new year's eve was way different now that Lola pat wasn't and will not be with us now..physically.. but in time, all of the Mogarte clan will reuniteand have fun in God's kingdom...playing pekwa and blackjack with cheap sugal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113613481983576606?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113613481983576606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113613481983576606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113613481983576606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113613481983576606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/christmas-and-new-years-eve.html' title='christmas and new year&apos;s eve'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113613438822488972</id><published>2006-01-02T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:53:08.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moritz, Dreams, GG</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;well, whatever and wherever life takes me to, i will just continue on with being PIA... a pia, full of dreams, who wants to share it with her GG someday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am now watching Antonia , a german 5-part special movie in The Lifestyle Network, while typing my year-end blog. Have wathced it the second time. it gave me thoughts in life.... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Moritz Ahrendoff&lt;/span&gt; = cute!!haha! Halo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"...Alright, that was my moment with loneliness. i'm not afraid of feeling lonely, but now I'm going to put that loneliness aside and know that there are other emotions in the world, and i'm going to experience it as well..&lt;/span&gt; &gt;&gt;&gt;Tuesdays with Morrie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113613438822488972?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113613438822488972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113613438822488972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113613438822488972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113613438822488972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/moritz-dreams-gg_02.html' title='Moritz, Dreams, GG'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113613392850996867</id><published>2006-01-02T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:45:28.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter or not, here I come.... 2006!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/9/76113746_8e4a50f3b4_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/9/76113746_8e4a50f3b4_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bitter was (and still) one of the words i often use in my mind and in my mouth. "ang bitter mo..!", "AKO?bitter?nde noh?!"So many words associated with this word --resentful, regretful,pained, hurt, hating, grudging... before i understood the word, i just use it as an expression. But latelty, i began feeling it, within me, within my life... but now it's the official start of a new year, i must get rid the pain, the regret, the grudge, the bitterness inside me. Beingbitter has nothing to help prosper my life, with my new life in 2006. i feel the need of revenge. Revenge and battle against people I detest, who made me feel the bitterness inside me. i musn't be feeling this way. But there's something in my system that commands me to be a "Mean girl". but being mean in a good reason, i guess so.. why a good reason? because i want to take holdof something that i really want to happen...that is to change some people be a better man, to learn from their insensitive doings. I am, in some weird way, want to to help them. If only i am God, they'll be thefirst human kind that will gain my being helpful. I often pray to God that He must help people know their mistakes and learn from those things. But when will this happen? when a certain person still hasn't changed for better? or i just can't see it now because he's nowhere to be found.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;BUT I DO BELIEVE IN KARMA...that'll be the most silent and clean way of sweet revenge.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i am bitter again. But i must get rid of it. It's ruining my system.. but it kinda helped me gain weight..haha!! OF ALL THESE TIMES, MAN! AM SO HAPPY!i can't believe 2 kilos have been a gift for me for being bitter!it's so ironic, don't ya thinK?! or is it just because it's a holiday season, where sumptuous meals have been feasting my eyes till this very moment..well, whatever the cause may be, i must put in mind(and my stomach?!) thateating will do great in my life!!or should i say, continue on with being bitter just to maintain myself on eating more than enough food....NAH!! HELL NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really love my friends..reallY!! they make me realize i am not worthy being with someone who's been a problem-giver(or sharer), that there are soooo many people around me that's worthy of my love and happiness, i am justkinda blind and deaf with it..i am so stucked and concentrated with a useless human being.. well, now it's the start of a new beginning, so long,Goodbye Bitterness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113613392850996867?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113613392850996867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113613392850996867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113613392850996867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113613392850996867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2006/01/bitter-or-not-here-i-come-2006.html' title='Bitter or not, here I come.... 2006!!'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11636363.post-113561713694396871</id><published>2005-12-27T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T01:12:19.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unusual christmas</title><content type='html'>what an unusual christmas... &lt;br /&gt;what a sad christmas.. &lt;br /&gt;also been never this tamad..&lt;br /&gt;tamad waking up..&lt;br /&gt;tamad starting with my thesis (due this february..&lt;br /&gt;tamad concentrating with my thesis..&lt;br /&gt;tamad buying gifts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to wake up.. wake up and stop thinking of the past..stop thinking of what makes me bitter..of what makes me feel alone..of what depresses me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read a magazine ad in my not-so-new I-D magazine and it says..&lt;br /&gt;"There's gonna be a million people that love Allen Iverson. There's gonna be a billion people that hate Allen Iverson. Concentrate on the ones that care about you and keep Steppin'."  &gt;&gt;Allen Iverson   (RBK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's gonna be a million people that love Pia. There's gonna be a billion people that hate Pia. Concentrate on the ones that care about you and keep Steppin'."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have wasted so much time thinking of nonsense things in the past and uptil now...now i must get up, stand up, and START MOVIN' with the present... &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;i did that weeks ago.. but some Psycho named mark broke the rhythym of my easy ride of life...so please help me God again..i know i can..there's so many people around me helping me..thanks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11636363-113561713694396871?l=frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/feeds/113561713694396871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11636363&amp;postID=113561713694396871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113561713694396871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11636363/posts/default/113561713694396871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frustratedtravellerdrummer.blogspot.com/2005/12/unusual-christmas.html' title='unusual christmas'/><author><name>pia the frustrated drummer_traveller</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14796627509700040113</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
