<?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-11777056</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:35:04.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissident Prophet</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my dissent... This fucking shithole we live in is nothing but a horrendous lie! All we do really is converse with torrid derision. I see nothing but bedlam... What's to become of our world.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-116754981759109300</id><published>2006-12-30T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T23:23:37.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last entry for 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I made an entirely different entry this morning, around 8 paragraphs long but I accidentally closed this window and I did not save or at least copy the text… Anyway, I’m making this shorter because I got so frustrated and now I am lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I am nearly finished with the story of FF XII, If I finish the final boss in the sky fortress Bahamut I finished the game… But where is the fun in that. I want to fight the 3 hardest enemies all are optional. I defeated Hell wyrm after Christmas day. Tough battle, it took me an hour and a half to beat it because it had 9000000 HP. I am currently fighting Yiazmat, the final mark (rank VIII). I took out a third of its HP after about 2 hours of battle… It has 58000000 HP (that aint a typo mind you) and its attacks are just crazy. It’s a good thing you can go out of the arena and come back with the same HP you left it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;In sports, Chuck Liddell beats Tito Ortiz… Again, woohoo!!! I have been waiting a long time for that fight, thank you RPN for showing it live a while ago. Pretty boring fight until Chuck rocked Tito with a punch and finished tito on the ground with powerful haymakers. Haha, that should shut Tito Ortiz up. In other news, Saddam was hanged already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Well, I guess that is about it for now… Have a prosperous and happy new year!!! See ya in 2007!!! Watch out for the fireworks, stay safe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-116754981759109300?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/116754981759109300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=116754981759109300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116754981759109300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116754981759109300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-entry-for-2006.html' title='Last entry for 2006'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-116658282524694526</id><published>2006-12-19T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T18:47:05.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Previously on prison break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    I know I've taken quite a long hiatus from the net but that is just because I had so much to do. I had to finish 3 anime and one tv series. I finished slam dunk which is more than 90 episodes, full metal alchemist which is around 50 episodes, not to mention I play FF XII. The best I've watched this week so far is prison break. 22 episodes of brain boggling sequences all too enticing to let go of. I finished it in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I haven't seen a tv series so predictable at the same time full of surprises. The way it was made was superb, i never would have thought that it could be so nice. I was never a fan of tv series that were not comedy. That was just excptional I tell ya. It made me want to be as intelligent and observant as the main character... and probably break out of jail (hopefully I wouldn't need to) Hahaha... Of course I'm just kidding... Seriously, for those who haven't watched it yet, I suggest you do. It kickss ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Well, thats it for now... I still have to finish ghist in the shell stand alone complex. CYA!!!&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/11777056-116658282524694526?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/116658282524694526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=116658282524694526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116658282524694526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116658282524694526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/12/previously-on-prison-break.html' title='Previously on prison break...'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-116532488250539540</id><published>2006-12-05T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T05:28:07.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High and mighty</title><content type='html'>This video kicks ass!!! Hot girl getting wet, good music... This is J-rock I guess although bordering on J-pop. This is Enrai tooku ni Agari by HIGH and MIGHTY COLOR. A J-ROCK band and probably my 2nd favorite band if not my all-time favorite band. I hope you wenjoy this video... because I highly doubt it. hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxRHhyKX50g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GxRHhyKX50g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-116532488250539540?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/116532488250539540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=116532488250539540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116532488250539540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116532488250539540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/12/high-and-mighty.html' title='High and mighty'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-116502880997774387</id><published>2006-12-01T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T19:06:49.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Events that never happened2: couch potatoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/widsawajiri.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It has been too long and yet I have not received any word from her. The inner battles that I have fought to keep my fidelity, my sanity intact has been withering with time. I have tried waiting long enough but I guess she is not coming back. I cannot live my life alone, the feeling of security and belongingness when I was with her has haunted me in my solitude… no, my loneliness… I know deep inside, I was all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Pretty women has passed me by and yet I have entertained none of them, until this one came into my life. I believe your love as we trembled, we repeated our wish in a kiss please don't ever forget... So I tell her now that I believe your dream. Feelings that intensify, turning affection into a prayer. I want to show you my heart's pounding So hot, so fierce... So far away. Overcoming our faults, we realise what true kindness is, because you and I found a strength called love...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    She reminded me of her too much. All the things she does, every little mannerism and then there is her smile… Oh how I missed that. But I must forget her, I am happy and contented now. She is gone and perhaps I will never get too see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Anyway, we spend our time at my house down south, playing video games and watching DVD's all day long. We eat popcorn, burgers and chicken wings. I gained weight because of the lack of exercise but lucky for her, she doesn't gain weight. She bought me a PS3 last week because she I knew I could not afford it knowing I bought the nintendo wii first. She is such a sweet girl; really like my former girlfriend. To show my gratitude to her, I gave her my favorite "love" couch. I noticed that she enjoyed just staying in that couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Now that she has my couch, It is I who would stay at her place. We would spend hours and hours just being couch potatoes playing or watching. I haven't been atteing graduate school lately... eh, what the heck. School is of no importance to me anyway, I am smart, and so is my girlfriend. Hehehe. Woohoo!!! -- end of part 2 ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have a lot more to say in this part but I am really really hungry... There is still more coming... Hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-116502880997774387?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/116502880997774387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=116502880997774387' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116502880997774387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116502880997774387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/12/events-that-never-happened2-couch.html' title='Events that never happened2: couch potatoes'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-116460930272088412</id><published>2006-11-26T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T22:35:02.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for saving up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    This semester, I've got no MWF classes meaning I've got nothing to do every MWF but hang out in the usual place. Last week, I did not go to school Monday and Wednesday because of the toxic schedule I lay before me… We had plans for Friday and Saturday and I only get so much money every week, I had to save money. I had to budget to because I knew that I would be spending more than 70% of my allowance on food so if I stayed home, I wouldn’t have to spend on food having an abundance at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Last Friday, I went to school at 3 p.m to meet up with the non-OJT boys (including Reuel) because we were going to watch happy feet in ATC. Being the early bird that I am, I had no companion for around 30 minutes. What did I do? I went to select and ate. I spent 100 pesos leaving me with only 150 pesos for ATC. I was hoping we wouldn’t have to commute because that would surely deplete my remaining funds. It was nursing week last week and last Friday’s BSN basketball tournament was the grand finale… All the BSN people were gathered in the open court where the tournament was being held. That was where we met before going to ATC.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    The first order of business is usually eating upon arrival in ATC… Well, it was still true for most of us… I, on the other hand, had to do some other things first because of some unannounced companions (very welcome ones). Besides, had I eaten right then and there, I would not have enough money for the movie. I borrowed some money and then I ate. (--fast forward--) We went inside the movie theater and I was surprised to see my classmates seated behind us… Goodie for me, I ate half their popcorn. Hehehe… For some reason, I enjoyed happy feet. The humor, antics and cute penguins more than compensated for the average animation and American style cartoon. I got abs because of laughing, I swear that movie was so funny and the penguins were so adorable. I want a penguin for a pet. Hehehe… Wally, Nuguid and I ate at Sinangag express before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I had planned last Saturday since last sem, ever since Shao told me Mario was sort of celebrating his birthday on the 25th in heartfire studios and there were bands going to play including Mario’s band. I am a big fan of Mario’s band and I wouldn’t miss it… Then Shao told me there was an entrance fee of 100 pesos, I started hesitating at first, until he told me Razorback was playing… No way in hell am I going to miss that now would I? I had saved enough for that gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I needed to eat before going to heartfire but the food at home was not ready yet and I thought a lot of people were there already, so I walked from my house to sinangag express to eat. I did not like to spend more money so I walked from SEx to heartfire. It was not that long a walk, around 20 minutes, less maybe. I got there and the only people there were the 2 security guards, Shao, Mario, Arianne and Brian. I told Ryu and Reuel to hurry up and that they might run out of space. Hehehe… A lot of my high school batch mates started showing up and it felt sort of awkward the way tried conversing. I was never really good at socializing and I barely spoke to my high school batch mates… Although the girlfriend of one of my batch mates is hot. Oh, I ate balut for the first time in my life. It’s delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It started more than 3 hours after I arrived; it was around 10:30 it started. Migz’s band started, comprised of Miko, Rafa, Migz and Migz older brother. Mario’s band went after them and as always, they kicked ass. Shao and their former vocalist joined in their last song. I was mesmerized. The band after them was also good. It was a jazz band that played old school songs. Then, the much awaited Razorback. The room that was near empty the whole time was suddenly jam-packed in front. The heat did not even bother me once Razorback started playing. Then the unthinkable happened, I had to leave in the middle of the concert because my companions got bored an I had no other way home. I sure am not walking home after standing up a long time. I was a little disappointed, I had imagined that day ending at least talking with Razorback and getting their autographs. Oh well, not everything goes the way you plan ‘em…&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/11777056-116460930272088412?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/116460930272088412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=116460930272088412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116460930272088412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116460930272088412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-much-for-saving-up.html' title='So much for saving up...'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-116411756626595556</id><published>2006-11-21T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T19:20:59.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Events that never happened1: Sight seeing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Note: these are all made up, none of the things I write in this entry are true, its a story... I'm thinking of creating some sort of novel or story... or hopefully annoy some people with these entries (yup, a lot more to come)... Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 433px; height: 324px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/hallmarkscard.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;The last time we had each other... This was the happiest moment in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It was spring time,  there could be no better time than now to take my one and only love to do the things we've always wanted to do before she leaves... I dont know whether she would come back or not, but I never put my faith on false hope. I know that someday, I will have to move on... As would she. "It's only in our dreams where we would be togetehr, nowhere else," was what she told me long before. I dread the day that what she told me would come true. Now, all I can do for her is do whatever she wants to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I always knew she wanted to get away from the stressful city life so I took her to my favorite resting spot down by the lake. It is a very peaceful place; free from pollution, traffic and the hassles of everyday life... I knew that she needs time to rest, maybe I could have time to be with her all to myself. The whole week, just her and I... I wonder if this moment could go on forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I took her sight seeing. She loved the scenery;she loved the trees, the lake, the birds. We sang songs and danced gaily, with only nothingness ahead of us. It was grand, nothing I've ever felt like before. We swam in the lake knowing everyone was miles away and that nothing can take away this precious serenity and privacy away from us.  I had to seize the day or die regretting the time we've lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It's empty and cold without here here, too many people to ache over. I see my vision burn, I feel my memories fade with time but I'm too young to worry. These streets we traveled on will undergo our same lost past. I found you here, now please just stay for a while. I can move on with you around. I hand you my mortal life, but will it be forever? I'd do anything for a smile, holding you 'til our time is done. We both know the day will come, but I don't want to leave you. Please, won't you stay? Just for a while longer. "I'm sorry, I have to go," was all she said to me before turning her back and leaving teary-eyed as I stood there watching her figure become smaller and smaller until I could not get a view of her anymore. ***end of this part***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so how was it? I did this because I am bored and I have no T.V and I have no school today. Hehehe... I have more of these stories to come. Until then, CYA!&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/11777056-116411756626595556?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/116411756626595556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=116411756626595556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116411756626595556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116411756626595556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/11/events-that-never-happened1-sight.html' title='Events that never happened1: Sight seeing'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-116332003496679931</id><published>2006-11-12T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T05:11:31.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Youtubing"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Did I mention last time that my T.V is busted? Anyway, I've got no more form of entertainment at home due to the untimely destruction of my T.V. I turn to my beloved computer to provide me with my entertainment needs... No, not porn... Anything that moves,so I thought to myself, "Why dont I give it a try even though I dont have DSL?" So I did and I watched all kinds of videos. I watched funny clip, videos, commercials, music videos an other crazy shit. It wasn't until last saturday that Shao showed me an amateur video of a lightsaber duel made by 2 geeks (We went drinking in Shao's place last saturday). I swear, that duel was better than any duel in any of the star wars movie. There was no useless talking, just action... I dont know how they did the light and sound of the light saber, it kicked ass. After that, I just needed to see more. I checked out the previews of PS3 and nintendo wii games, pretty games I tell ya. Made want to have a PS3 or a nintendo wii (of course what is the point if I have no T.V right?). I watched radom rock videos and I found out that J-rock videos kiceked most ass... Excellent video quality and the chics are hot, especially if the vocalists are girls, damn are they hot... My favorite music video I watched is Pride by HIGH and MIGHTY COLOR, a J-rock band, kicks so much ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I recommend watching the amateur lightsaber duel for everyone. I hope we could do a decent video we could post in youtube, a video that will create an imapact to the viewers. Ayos na YM ko... Yahoo! Yup, cool... Alrighty then, cya next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/11777056-116332003496679931?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/116332003496679931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=116332003496679931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116332003496679931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116332003496679931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/11/youtubing.html' title='&quot;Youtubing&quot;'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-116222709177025678</id><published>2006-10-30T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T08:51:31.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless lessons 1: Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:78%;" &gt;(For those not familiar with my works, there are a lot of  anagrams  here, hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    TRUST (not the condom), a very integral part of human life. With it brings peace, without it does not bring peace and if broken may cause war. Yup, never break one's trust by going behind someone and stabbing that person in the back. You never know, walls have ears. No, I'm not saying I've betrayed someone's trust or I have been betrayed (I think), it's just that the stuff I've been watching recently; battle royale 1&amp;2, vision of escaflowne, gungrave, dare I mention smallville (long story) and basilisk have gotten me to think about trust and how come I trust some people and some I dont trust? It's weird but I learned that its hard to trust others if you dont trust yourself, I myself am like this. I've been around people who say bad things to others behind their backs and often wonder if they do the same to me... Not that I care or anything, I am a believer that people have their own opinions and I cant do anything about one's beliefs. So, what exactly am I trying to relay on guys, my message? Well, what I'm trying to say is that Basilisk a really good anime (part of my top 3 of all time) and smallville sucks with the exception of the very beautiful &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kristin Kreuk&lt;/span&gt;... Hahaha... Seriously, think twice before you trust someone... Remember, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;no one is an open book&lt;/span&gt; everyone wears a mask. Even best friends and lovers can go behind eah others backs... NYHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy halloween!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with a song about trust... It kicks ass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Burn it down" - Avenged sevenfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jealousy's an ugly word, but you don't seem to care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Converse behind my back, but now I'm here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Need no one to comply with me though everyone that I defeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don"t need you, fuck camaraderie, this rage will never go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hatred fuels my blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll burn ya down (You can't help me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One king to watch the horsemen fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll fight 'til the end (I won't help you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't trust anyone (See it in my eyes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I can understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's sorrow that feeds your lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoa, yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're on my back when the water gets too deep for you to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A crutch for you that won't always be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hide in the dark another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The fear in you is here to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So keep the fuck away from me and learn to trust the words I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hatred fuels my blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll burn ya down (You can't help me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One king to watch the horsemen fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll fight 'til the end (I won't help you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't trust anyone (Witness and see it in my eyes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Chorus vocalizing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I can understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Put faith in you for the last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's sorrow that feeds your lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ha! Yeah, yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Run from me before I tear you down (Be afraid)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You chose the wrong side (It feels so right)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I won't help you, let you rot away (Despise what you say - Chorus vocalizing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Run towards the light exposing your soul (We won't be there by your side - Chorus vocalizing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salvation's dying (Somebody's crying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're all gone in the end (Chorus vocalizing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sweet child we'll miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, so far away, far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't trust anyone (Witness and see it in my eyes - Chorus vocalizing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I can understand (Put faith in you for the last time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's sorrow that feeds your lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Falling away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't buy back time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Burn it down anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-116222709177025678?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/116222709177025678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=116222709177025678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116222709177025678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116222709177025678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/10/useless-lessons-1-trust.html' title='Useless lessons 1: Trust'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-116187890390701169</id><published>2006-10-26T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T09:08:24.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Munting Paraiso sa iyong isipan...</title><content type='html'>"Babagsak lahat sa iyo, lulubog ulit dito&lt;br /&gt;Mangdamay ka na ng iba, papunta sa GITNA NG LAHAT"- gitna ng lahat, Razorback&lt;br /&gt;(Song I'm listening to right now)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Ah finally, after a week of trying to connect to the internet I am finally successful. I've finished watching  samurai champloo,  full metal panic 2nd raid and vision of escaflowne. Currently, I am watching gungrave and still playing FF XII. I've been playing FF XII for over 120 hrs now and still I am only half way through (more or less) the game. That game kicks ass though. Hah... My brother has no work the past three days limiting my usage of our room, meaning my playing time and watching time have been reduce to a mere 10 combined hrs per day, but its only temporary. I've nothing to do at home when he is either playing or watching so I watch whatever crap he is watching. Last time it was Nip/tuck which was so-so, now it is smallville... Stupid drama about superboy, what the hell is up with all the cheesy, mushy shit? Anyway, whatever, Kristen Kreuk is so hot so what the hell... It's too bad they do not focus on her a lot. GIVE ME SOMETHING ELSE TO DO!!! Inuman naman diyan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, ummm... Oh yeah, I played basketball yesterday hehe... It was a 4-on-4 match betrweenus white team boys. I'm not 100% yet and I'm still quite of a liablity on the defensive end yet but then I still had fun. I scored a lot of points too,  mostly 3-pt shots. I finally got some exercise that I have been desperately seeking ever since a week after I injured my knee. Right... 4 of us We went to atc afterwards to eat and later on watch "The prestige". Kick ass movie the prestige. I want to watch it again, the movie theatre had some electrical problems and there was a few seconds of brown-out and the sounds were out for like half a minute, I needed to hear what they said. Hahaha... Hopefully I'll get to drink tomorrow night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for droppong by... GO WHITE TEAM!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-116187890390701169?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/116187890390701169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=116187890390701169' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116187890390701169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116187890390701169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/10/munting-paraiso-sa-iyong-isipan.html' title='Munting Paraiso sa iyong isipan...'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-116075105635185974</id><published>2006-10-13T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T07:50:56.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem break again?!?!</title><content type='html'>Yes, another semester in the books, leaving me with 3 more to go (if ever I decide to finish psych) before I graduate form college. The BLT boys just finished their defense a while ago, I assisted Ryu and Rod in their presentation (I was the "next slide please" guy). Despite being grilled, including Ryu, I heard they got pretty decent grades. My hats off to the BLT boys for finally finishing their defense. Haha. Now they can go back to hanging out with us normal folk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Shit, I still am in trouble because my grades are being pulled down by not submitting requirements. That sucks, the grading system measures not one's intelligence or how much one has learned but measures how one can skip precious DVD/video game/Music/leisure time on making useless bullshit called home work and projects. Speaking of DVD's and video games, I bought more anime (Fumoffu, Full metal panic 2nd raid, Ergo proxy and whisper of the heart) and my brother bought FF XII for me in the PS2. I finished watching Gundam Seed/destiny, Tenjo Tenge and Fumoffu. I am currently watching samurai champloo and gungrave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Two things really caught my eye this past few weeks, beauty that I've come to realize only now. The first is the never ending final fantasy. Final fantasy XII is the prettiest game that I own as of now (hopefully i could get a PS3) because of its awe-inspiring and very detailed graphics. The other thing that I have this unsatiable fetish of beautiful women of any form.  There is this woman that I could fall in love with... If ever she was real... Kaname Chidori from full metal panic is the hottest anime character ever. I now have a goal to find a real girl that looks just like her, sounds just like her and acts just like her. I hope that a girl like that exists or else we'd all forever be damned to hell. Haha, just kidding, its impossible... No real woman is that hot, that is why people create these sort of things. Shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Oh yeah, my knee is about 80-85% now, thanks to accupuncture. It really helps, just a few more weeks of accupuncture and I could be able to exercise my knee back to normal again. Woohohooo!!! Well, I'm off to play FF XII.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-116075105635185974?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/116075105635185974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=116075105635185974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116075105635185974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/116075105635185974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/10/sem-break-again.html' title='Sem break again?!?!'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115875889748301962</id><published>2006-09-20T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T06:28:17.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlimitexting</title><content type='html'>I found something else that has somehow made me feel good aside from eating and watching DVD's. It is a waste of money but yet you would not be on the losing end... Kinda like a bufet, only not food. It is called unlimitext brought to you by globe. 50 php unlimitext for 5 days kicks so much ass. Its what I do in my idle time when I am not watching DVD's. You can do it anywhere, while listening to music, I even do it while I am on the PC. Heck, I'm doing it right now. I only tried it last week, just to annoy a few people, see how it goes then end it. What can I say? I got addicted to that rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I get to annoy people everyday, they get to annoy me, it a win-win situation for me. I get to send stupid senseless messages to unsuspecting victims. Hahaha. Oy, yung mga di pa globe, mag globe na kayo! Join the fun! Nyahahaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-115875889748301962?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115875889748301962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115875889748301962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115875889748301962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115875889748301962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/09/unlimitexting.html' title='Unlimitexting'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115839489953540909</id><published>2006-09-16T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T01:21:39.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monarchs Cup</title><content type='html'>Last friday was the opening of the 5th college cup season. It was called Monarchs Cup because of the Moniker launching held last month. Even though I am still injured, I wouldn't miss the parade.  I was beside our muse while parading/limping. It was fun as always. The difference between this college cup opening and all the others was the music. Jinky Vidal sang for us and Shao and the rest of the band played for us also. Jinky Vidal's performance was a dissapointment, she sang for about a minute only I think, the crowd and Jen Fidel took up most of the time before the song was cut short due to some technical difficulties. The band kicked-ass as usual. Shao and Migz on guitar, Mo on Bass guitar, Mario on drums (finally) and surprisingly Miko Gonzales (high school friend) on vocals. They played Voodoo Hoodoo by Razorback. Miko was great, I would have never expected that from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    As usual, I lost my voice and would probably return after the college cup season. We were finally the 1st game (against faculty), where everyone would be watching our team play... I wouldn;t be able to play because of my stupid injury. I hate it. We lost that game. We won against black but lost to pink. Damn, we are 1 and 1. Our next game is on monday against seed. I dont think I'll be able o play next sem either. This injury sucks. I need to heal quickly. I hope I can heal quickly anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Globe unlimitext kicks-ass. I'm addicted to it... GO WHITE TEAM!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-115839489953540909?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115839489953540909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115839489953540909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115839489953540909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115839489953540909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/09/monarchs-cup.html' title='Monarchs Cup'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115745960831598721</id><published>2006-09-05T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T05:33:28.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The croc hunter legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/mjstevo.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Legendary Crocodile hunter and TV personality Steve Irwin has fallen by the hands, I mean tail of a sting ray.  A tragic ending to the tale of  one of my idols. I have been watching croc hunter for years. To think that such a great handler of animals could be killed just like that, an expert all of a sudden stung.  Its really hard to imagine. WHY!?!?!?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 135px; height: 267px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/Steve-holding-croc.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I am grieving for an Australian dude whom I never even met, although I greatly admire him. He's got this wacky personality a funny Austrailian accent. No more "Crikey", I guess I'm going to be rediced to watching Jeff Corwin. That guy is so boring. Well, that shattered my dreams of becoming an animal expert... No dangerous expeditions for me until I get over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO WHITE TEAM!!! College Cup time. TO THE SEMIS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-115745960831598721?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115745960831598721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115745960831598721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115745960831598721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115745960831598721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/09/croc-hunter-legend.html' title='The croc hunter legend'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115717826647318208</id><published>2006-09-01T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T23:24:26.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DVD's galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    My eldest brother arrived from last tuesday after 2 years and brought shitloads of DVD's with him. I've been watching robot chicken instead of studying for my midterm exams. Robot chicken is a claymation adult swim cartoon created by Seth Green. For me, Robot chicken is the funniest cartoon in adult swim. It is all random sketches, usually spoofs of something. I always laugh my head off watching that cartoon. My brother also brought with him kick-ass anime; he brought ghost in the shell (complete with both movies), gundam seed, seed destiny, appleseed, sky blue, Karas, samurai chmaploo and more. My brother also brought UFC DVD's. I've done nothing this week aside from watching DVD's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Midterm exams are over, Hurray!!! I am so excited to go to Elsie Gaches with my fellow rotaractors... It's too bad I'm sick because of a stupid virus, I cant go out of the house. I was sick while taking 3 exams yesterday, I could not concentrate properly. Nothing to do but watch more DVD's hehehe... I think I will watch Karas and sky blue later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It's not all DVD's, I watched Devil wears prada in ATC last wednesday. It was a pretty decent movie, although the latter half of that movie was too much drama for me. I was with Ryu, Wally and Jennie at that time. Ryu had an exam just minutes after the movie ended and he has not studied yet. Ryu need not study to get a high score anyway. Well, it was for a good cause anyway, we wouldn't be seeing Jennie for a few months so we made the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I'm starting to get bothered by this virus.  I could hardly breathe through my nose, I had to miss the rotaract activity today and worst of all,  I could hardly taste my food yet my hunger does not seem to diminish. I am sure watching DVD's will help me get better.&lt;br /&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/11777056-115717826647318208?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115717826647318208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115717826647318208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115717826647318208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115717826647318208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/09/dvds-galore.html' title='DVD&apos;s galore'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115685685939504327</id><published>2006-08-29T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T06:07:39.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I being silly?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is an excerpt from my journal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I got to think of what happens after. I just came to realize that all these fun times wont last. The facts of reality sucks. I wish we dont have to grow up to be responsible adults and leave all the fun times behind us. Some of my friends have graduated and now living their own lives, I barely get to see them anymore. Another group of my friends are graduating this AY and I cant stop them from following their dreams and ambitions. Me? My future is bleak, it is something I hate to think about. I always like to think that when I sleep, I wont wake up anymore... Obviously that has never happened yet.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    We went out last saturday, to MOA then to drink at Shao's house. I had a really hard time keeping up with Moc and Jennie in MOA but I still had a really good time. I did not drink because of my medication, I got to observe the people though... Laugh trip... That was probably the last time we get to drink with Jennie until the year ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I just finished watching Evangelion, one of the greatest anime ever made. Damn, every psychology major should watch that anime, it is a great example of psychological problems. every character in that cartoon has some sort of major psychological problem. The main character was a sissy but I could still somehow relate with him. I could have been one of the characters in that cartoon because all of them wanted to escape from reality, just like me. It is a scientific fact that reality is the worst place to be in. Oh well, I cant think anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you want to see the rest, it is in my journal...&lt;br /&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/11777056-115685685939504327?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115685685939504327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115685685939504327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115685685939504327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115685685939504327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/08/am-i-being-silly.html' title='Am I being silly?'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115530159876254644</id><published>2006-08-11T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T06:06:38.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ball of tedium</title><content type='html'>Kakatamad to post new shit here. I guess that is why Ryu and Rod proposed that we need a journal to write on daily, something like a diary. Sounds gay but it is actually quite useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I finally got a copy Brain salad. That band/project kicks so much ass, its too bad Basti and the others did not continue that. I got to collect mufti yesterday and a while ago. It feels so good to collect money from people that I dont know, it feels even better to collect money from people you do know. I feel the power and courage coursing through my blood... I also feel rich, too bad I couldnt get any amount from the collection. The best part of collecting mufti is the chics. I get to talk to pretty girls. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I am so bored, and I fear that because of my boredom, my solitude will turn into lonliness. That is something I never planned at all. My will is gone and I have zero motivation.&lt;br /&gt;Shinji tsuzukeru dake ga kotae ja nai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-115530159876254644?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115530159876254644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115530159876254644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115530159876254644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115530159876254644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/08/ball-of-tedium.html' title='Ball of tedium'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115460688429967275</id><published>2006-08-03T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T05:08:04.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My mental weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    You know, sometimes I'm just too lazy to blog. My thoughts are always spinning on air and somehow, I could not remember what I just thought of. Hmmm, I'm probably getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    People who said it wont hurt to try new things obviously dont know the meaning of poverty. Money is hard to earn and you cant just waste it in a snap. Well, I was a victim of that phrase. I tried something new last monday... I watched a filipino movie, a horror movie (it was only horror because Kris Aquino was in it). You guys watched it, people in school said it was good, no harm in trying right? I couldn't have been more mistaken, Php 130 wasted... for the nth time this year because of stupid movies. I even lost Php 100 because I have a hole in my wallet, it must have  slipped. Oh well,  the movie made me laugh a few times, and the people in the cinema was funny also. I have no more money again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I want to see talented filipino actors and actresses in the big screen. I want to see good filipino movies. Its not that I dont like filipino movies, its just that they all suck. I mean there are really good filipino musicians, even for international standards, why cant filipino movie industry have the same kind of talent and recognition? I think its time for me to change that... HAHAHA!!! ASA! just fir the record, I do listen to popular OPM like Razorback, P.O.T, Wolfgang and Kapatid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I just want to get this out of my head, Do people unconsciously in their own language? or is there some sort of language that everyone understood as a baby but lost it as we were growing&lt;br /&gt;up? Do the french think in french? Do filipino think in filipino? I dont... I always think in english. Do you think in english or in tagalog? And May I ask what a rocker is, and why people call me that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Munting Paraiso sa iyong isipan" - Razorback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Lilinaw paningin sa gitna ng lahat" - Razorback&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/11777056-115460688429967275?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115460688429967275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115460688429967275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115460688429967275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115460688429967275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-mental-weather.html' title='My mental weather'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115380379690348626</id><published>2006-07-24T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T22:03:16.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It saddens me when great musicians just leave abruptly when they stil have a lot to give and to show their fans. basti Artadi, one of the greatest frontmen and one of the few talented musicians in the Philippines has just announced his retirement last month. I've been a fan of Basti ever since I heard wolfgang on the radio I think 13 years ago. Just when he was getting to be known in the USA. It such a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Basti wrote in the official Lokomotiv (his new band based in the US) website (http://www.lokomotivrocks.com/forum/showthread.php?t=157)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing you all today to let you know that due to personal issues it is finally time that my musical jihad comes to an end. The past thirteen years and the last two I had experienced with you all have been great and they will be something that I will always cherish and remember. The music industry is a beast and its one that you have to grab hold of and start stabbing in hopes that one day you can kill it before it kills you. Unfortunately my knives are no longer long enough or sharp enough to continue on. I wanna say thank you to all the people who have helped me out in some form or another while I was doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our fans, I wanna say thank you for making the hairs on the back of my neck stand each and every time I walked out on that stage. It was a pleasure screaming for you all. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!!!!...Bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingat kayong lahat...&lt;br /&gt;Basti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is left to fill in his shoes as the frontman of lokomotiv? It has to be a great vocalist such as Basti, hopefully a filipino also... But then I can only name 3 or 4 other great vocalists here in the Philippines. What a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnmit. No school again today. Its such a bore here at home. I've got no money to go out. Well, its nice to sleep in the cold, its such a comfortable feeling... Anyways, catch you guys later.&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/11777056-115380379690348626?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115380379690348626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115380379690348626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115380379690348626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115380379690348626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/07/farewell.html' title='Farewell'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115373785711705948</id><published>2006-07-24T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T03:44:17.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Right, prelims is over and I think I've already exceeded some of my allowed cuts. Its just that school is so boring. I've tried explaining to my parents that the school is not providing me any challenge at all but I dont want to transfer to a school that is miles away. My sodoku puzzles poses way harder challenges than what my lessons can. What can I do? Maybe it will be harder if I dont come to class and just take quizzes and exams. Hey, I was right, it stimultes my mind... Challenges me to conjure up all the bullshit in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Its true I'm getting fatter each passing day. What can I say? I love to eat. Now, I am facing a dilema here. One, my money goes to food and I've nothing in my savings. I still dont have anything to pay for the CC quota. Two, I am way out of shape. I played basketball last friday and I got tired after warming up. I couldnt keep up when we played 3-on-3. I tried exercising again and all it did me was make me even more hungry. Fuck this vicious circle. Fallicious frenzy of fervent... fucking shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Another storm gone hopefully. Wasted another monday. I hopefully wanted to go to school and bum around again. Hehehe...&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/11777056-115373785711705948?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115373785711705948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115373785711705948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115373785711705948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115373785711705948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/07/wake-up-call.html' title='Wake up call'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115314028740303446</id><published>2006-07-17T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T23:46:11.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bokis' Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just when I thought I could lose some weight, this bald guy invites us to his birthday party...&lt;br /&gt;Inuman pa! Wow. And people wonder why I am so fat now. Hey, who am I to complain ey? I love to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 262px; height: 174px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/Bdayboi.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The birthday boi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 203px; height: 134px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/goodtuna.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 190px; height: 133px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/tunabelly.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the good cook Rod is, he did not fail to meet my expectations. The tuna was excellent. The mango&lt;br /&gt;float that Jam made was delicious... Sad to say I did not get to finish all of it because of the beer.&lt;br /&gt;The usual people were there plus one. Guess who? Someone you might not expect to come at all (no offense).&lt;br /&gt;Yup, JRF, whom I've never had the pleasure of drinking with. Thorow Sachie in the mix... Drunkfest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 163px; height: 108px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/action.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 172px; height: 114px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/swissbastard.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 170px; height: 113px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/pokerqueen.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us played poker. I was the dealer again... Its been quite a while since my last game. Anyway, The poker&lt;br /&gt;queen, Jam, won. I guess the others were not intimidated by her shy and innocent face. Hah, She took their&lt;br /&gt;money (when I'm in need!!!) hehehe... Sorry Rebbo. Never underestimate anyone in a poker game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 363px; height: 240px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/Family.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Alpha without siupreme grandmaster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked as though the rest of us were enjoying getting Sachie drunk in 99. Well, We enjoyed getting her drunk&lt;br /&gt;while playing abc's... Then we had cake...s. AHHHH, beer and a lot of cake. Geez, as if I'm not fat enough.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess my diet has to wait again. I'm craving for more of that tuna belly and mango float as&lt;br /&gt;I write this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 271px; height: 197px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/walter.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Photographer with drunk people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Before I forget, Jennie brought her canon camera again. This time walter became our photographer for the night (aside from the owner). The camera took control of Walter's mind, even distracting him form our poker game. There is something about that camera that can seduce people. Last time it was Mario who "bonded" with that camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 154px; height: 102px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/thereason.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 156px; height: 102px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/ryusmoke.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*I'm not a perfect person.................................                                                                                   *caught red-handed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party ended pretty quickly... Beer was nearly gone and my stomach had no more space in it.&lt;br /&gt;I even had to puke just so I could finish my slice of cake. Weird thing happened while we were leaving.&lt;br /&gt;We saw Rod's van move forward and Rod was outside pushing his van, attempting to stop it from hitting&lt;br /&gt;the neighbor's gate. I still dont get what happened there but the van stopped thankfully. I still&lt;br /&gt;cant get it out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 168px; height: 224px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/canstower1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 220px; height: 147px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/cams2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 292px; height: 194px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/towercan.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*Stacked beer cans (start of a tradition maybe?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to McDonald's for some coffee, big mistake for me. I got home at around 330 and I could not&lt;br /&gt;get any sleep. I played PS2 until 930. I slept at 10. Ah so nice it is to sleep in a bed again. (see previous entry)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, prelims next week. Woop-tee-doo. Lets watch Pirates of the carribean again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aryt, until next time. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;(I got the pics from Jennie's multiply)&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/11777056-115314028740303446?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115314028740303446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115314028740303446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115314028740303446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115314028740303446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/07/bokis-birthday.html' title='Bokis&apos; Birthday'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115294957862724550</id><published>2006-07-15T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T00:55:11.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dryness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YESSSS!!! my room is finally dry. I can play PS2 without having to be disturbed by the ringing of the telephone. Better yet, I dont have to sleep on the hard marble living room floor. I just hope it does not rain hard anymore so that I would not have to go through the trouble of having to remove all my stuff again. YAAAHOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got addicted to its my life by Bon Jovi... LSS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a song for the broken-hearted&lt;br /&gt;No silent prayer for the faith-departed&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;When I shout it out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the ones who stood their ground&lt;br /&gt;For Tommy and Gina who never backed down&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake&lt;br /&gt;Luck ain't even lucky&lt;br /&gt;Got to make your own breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;And it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better stand tall when they're calling you out&lt;br /&gt;Don't bend, don't break, baby, don't back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;And it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;And it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said&lt;br /&gt;I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's my life!&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/11777056-115294957862724550?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115294957862724550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115294957862724550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115294957862724550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115294957862724550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/07/dryness.html' title='Dryness'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115278297104821715</id><published>2006-07-13T02:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T00:13:47.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WALANG PASOKKK!!! Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Just one week before the prelim exams, classes have already been suspended twice this week. I am already dying of boredom here at home. I want go to school and hang out there, there is lots more to do than here at home. The terrible rain has drowned my longing for FIFA world cup 2006. I only enjoy the rain at night, it makes me fall asleep, even on the hard floor of our living room. Ah yes, the sweet sound of heavy rain crashing down my room's ceiling ready to rip it apart. Yup, I slept at my living room floor last night because all of our extra matresses were soaked in my room. I had a good 6 hours of sleep though. The cool breeze and thunder lulled me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I finally got to watch Pirates of the caribbean 2... It kicked ass and left us hanging. Meaning a third movie will be shown sometime soon. Very soon I hope. Thank you to Ryu, Landon, Walter, Shao, Sachie and Jennie for paying for my movie, I'll pay you guys dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to prayer by Kapatid last night enjoy the company of the storm. I felt high and saw myself soaring in the sky... I'm losing my sanity... Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i ever see you face to face again&lt;br /&gt;i ask you why&lt;br /&gt;so soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in your grand debut from death&lt;br /&gt;reborn again&lt;br /&gt;for life i pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;i hate to see you hauting&lt;br /&gt;or in your private hell&lt;br /&gt;i hope you make it&lt;br /&gt;this prayers for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wax and wicker&lt;br /&gt;that burned troughout the night&lt;br /&gt;the light you shine&lt;br /&gt;made me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the candle&lt;br /&gt;that turns the darkess back&lt;br /&gt;extinguished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my life i know he's waiting&lt;br /&gt;all my life i know she's waiting&lt;br /&gt;this prayers for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Prayer by Kapatid&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/11777056-115278297104821715?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115278297104821715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115278297104821715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115278297104821715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115278297104821715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/07/rainy-days.html' title='Rainy days'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115250955870959388</id><published>2006-07-09T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T22:32:38.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain Overloaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another stressful week is in the books. It ended with a loud bang... or whatever sound the drum makes. Its too bad our road trip did not materialize anymore, I really wanted to sleep on the road. Oh well, I guess spring chicken and classic burger was not that bad... aside form the fact that it costs around php 200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The college night was a success I think. Minor mistakes were hopefully quite unnoticed by the people, I made some too with the sounds. Anyway, the band presentations kicked solid ass, particularly the wipe out session. Shao's guitar solo was great, Mario's drum  solo was more than stellar. I think the band outshined christians Michael Jackson dance, which was better than his Justin Timberlake dance from last year.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the video presentations were quite funny, I know ours was. We got 2nd place this time, The BLT boys got 3rd place on just like 1 hour of filming, it was a good video, congrats. Preparation for the college night was hassle though. Stress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 144px; height: 109px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/WCboys.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched superman. I think this is the only movie that I can remember that made me laugh and fall asleep at the same time. It was not even a comedy. Fucking movie made me want to buy coffee. I added 3 packs of sugar in my caramel frapp (who knew coffee could be so bitter). We were so excited to watch the world cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 169px; height: 126px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/WCbuddies1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After starbucks, we went straight to San Mig pub to confirm our reservation. Luckily, we had a reservation, a lot of people were just standing because they had no seats. I was with my usual world cup buddies; Shao, Ryu and Jennie. I  saw my other friend alone so I told him to join us.&lt;br /&gt;It was the best and longest world cup match I've witnessed. I was cheering  for France at first but as time went by, I just wanted to see goals again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/buffon.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Italy's goalie Buffon was spectacular, he made that remarkable opne-hand deflection off Zidane's header.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/zidane.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zidane kicks ass but will forever be remeber as the "Butthead" for being dealt a red card in his&lt;br /&gt;final game of football because he thrust his forehead into the chest of Marco Materazzi. No matter what anyone says, Zidane is still a great football layer, a ledgend on his own right. One of the best. The ironic thing was that we did not order any pizza or pasta, how could we have forgotteen to? We did not order any italian food. Damn!!! Anyway, I had a lot of fun this week. I hope we could watch the world cup in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home this morning, I went straight to the bathroom, then to my room to play Fifa world cup 2006 on the PS2. I got so hooked on soccer. Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, prelims next week... No activities yet. Until next time again. Ciao!&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/11777056-115250955870959388?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115250955870959388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115250955870959388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115250955870959388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115250955870959388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/07/brain-overloaded.html' title='Brain Overloaded'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115202470562968691</id><published>2006-07-04T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T07:51:45.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignominy and doubt</title><content type='html'>Hahaha... Brazil and England lost...  Hurray for France!!!  Viva La France!!! Zidane still kicks ass! More importantly, I saw goals while watching world cup live on T.V. Okay, it was the England - Portugal match but it was still pretty exciting. 4 goals man. What a rush. I cant wait for the finals on sunday. Who do you guys think will play in the finals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I edited my first movie yesterday. Yup, I did by myself. I just wanted to experiment on windows movie maker and check out the features. I dont know what happened, the next thing I knew, I was nearly finished with the video. I checked the time and realized I had been working for more than 3 hours. It also did not occur to me that I was getting pretty sick of what I was making. When I saw the final edit that I made, I did not feel like finishing it because I've been parts of it for hours. Its not much to look at since its only the first time I've done such a thing, but somehow I still feel a bit proud... Even though I know how bad it is. I did not even remember the storyboard so I just guessed the sequencing. Anyway, I hope the people won't notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Lay beside me, tell me what they've done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Speak the words I wanna hear to make my demons run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;The door is locked now, but it's open if you're true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;If you can understand the me then I can understand the you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                - Metallica&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/11777056-115202470562968691?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115202470562968691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115202470562968691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115202470562968691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115202470562968691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/07/ignominy-and-doubt.html' title='Ignominy and doubt'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115142017948916084</id><published>2006-06-27T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T07:58:04.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funtrip and more Shao sessions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another weekend, another opportunity to spend time with friends and drink. Last saturday was no different. We went to atc, festival and watched a movie, drank at Shao's house... The usual shit. But there was something slightly different from all our other rendezvous. For one thing, we spent at least 3 hours in Asain hospital. We were supposed to donate blood for Jami's grandfather. It turned out they had to get our blood types first. It took them forever just to do that. It was fun though, Asian hospital has that feel of a hotel rather than a hospital... If you are a guest at least. Anyway, it was fun. Jami and Tahl came with us too. We met them in Asian hospital. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday- June 24, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shao, Ryu and I ate lunch at ATC the we had a contest on who could finish a jawbreaker first.&lt;br /&gt;We met Moc and Jenny at ATC, then we met Jami and Tahl in Asian. We went to Festival mall afterwards. We watched Tokyo drift, which was such a poor movie... Aside from the hot girls and nice cars. The funniest sight I saw in Festival mall was Moc running out of breath because of laughter at somethings. I couldn't help myself but laugh too. We saw a retarded moment... Anyway, we ate at pizza hut (thank you Jami's lolo). We nearly did not get to pay the bill. I gave my last money to help pay the bill. That was the last I saw of my money for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/kk2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 89px; height: 102px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/kk.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keiko Kitagawa is the name of the hot japanese girl from tokyo drift. She so damn cute!!! Ryu and I were so into this girl in the movie... If you think Ryu and I went nuts for this girl, you should have seen Jenny and Moc's reaction when they saw that dude who said "GO" at the first drift race between DK and the main guy. I mean Ryu and I were stunned by this girl but the girls... Control yourselves please... Just kidding... Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Shao's house to drink. Jami and Tahl were new to Shao's place so, it was pretty new for us to be drinking with them in Shao's house... Vicious circularity? What the hell, who cares? Franz and his girlfriend followed. I was having a lot of fun beating all of them in 99, I guess I am lucky in Shao's place... I only drank one shot of brandy in 99 and another one in shit-shit. We shared half a slab of steak... It was mouth-watery, tasty and... Bitin... I only had two small pieces. I really enjoyed last saturday, I did  not want it to end but it had to sadly. Everything has to end... &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday- June 26, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last monday, I was contemplating whether to go to school or not since I have no classes on mondays. I remembered that Shao invited us for some steak last saturday. It was a good thing Ryu and Rod went  also. We stopped by Festival mall first. When ate steak at Shao's house... May I reiterate what I had mentioned earlier? Only this time, we shared a whole slab among the 4 of us. I guess I got the most because once again, I finished it. We experimented in Shao's kitchen for some dessert and coffee. Rod made pancakes for us, and I told him to put some cocoa power in it to make it chocolatey. Unbeknownst us, some of his stuff MIGHT be expired. We still ate anyway. It was good, we poured hershey's chocolate syrup to the pancakes... Chocolate heaven... And we are still alive with no gastric ailments of any sorts... Except probably diarrhea (but thats a totally differnet story). The coffee Ryu made was not so good (sorry Ryu). We did not know how to brew coffee yet. We learn, dont worry. We just chilled out in Shao's house for a bit before going to school. If we do this often, Ryu will hopefully gain weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday- June 27, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I accompanied Jami along with Tahl to finally donate blood in Asian hospital... Only to find out that I could not donate because of my cough. Fuck, I was really excited to get a needle stuck inside my skin again. Oh well, 7 hours in Asian hospital was not that bad. They fed me... Hehehe... Screening of new COL members came afterwards. No new pretty girls... Damn. Oh well, there is enough I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets do this another time again.&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/11777056-115142017948916084?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115142017948916084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115142017948916084' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115142017948916084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115142017948916084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/06/funtrip-and-more-shao-sessions.html' title='Funtrip and more Shao sessions'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115046600234169394</id><published>2006-06-16T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T06:31:36.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hagane no renkenjitsushi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is alchemy's first law of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Equivalent_Exchange" title="Equivalent Exchange"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;equivalent exchange. In those days, we really believed that to be the world's one, and only, truth."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt; &lt;dl&gt;&lt;dd&gt;― Alphonse Elric&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/FMA1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What seems to be a gay childish anime at first glance is actually a deep and very entertaining 51-episode killer. Full Metal alchemist, I think that this is my favorite anime of all time. 51 episodes of this seems so short. I watched 10 episodes of this wothout even noticing that hours have passed. That was how engrossed I was when watching this anime. I cant remember the last time I was actually touched, when I felt what the characters felt in a show or movie. Full metal alchemist is a mixture of humor, sadness, pain, growing, brotherhood and a lot more. I also like all the philosophies and theories in that show, it kicks ass I tell you. I still cannot get over that amazing anime. you guys have to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/RoyCircle.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roy Mustang's transmutation circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-115046600234169394?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115046600234169394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115046600234169394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115046600234169394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115046600234169394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/06/hagane-no-renkenjitsushi.html' title='hagane no renkenjitsushi'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-115008090720805785</id><published>2006-06-11T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T05:58:40.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more drink please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 165px; height: 108px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/shaosparty1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last thursday,Shao and Ryu celebrated their birthday. The people that were there was Ryu, Wally, Shao, Jennie, Moc, Landon, Franz, ian, Rod, (I dont know the spelling), Shao's brother and his friend. I've learned something important, Truth comes or shows itself in a good time stating the fact that I still have the potential to become a great guitar player (a little conceited dont you think?). I found this out when I was trying out Shao's electric guitar in his living room. I felt the fire in me burn. I felt my eyes glitter with passion. I saw in me... The eye of the tiger. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*transmutation circle is hidden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go on out about Shao's (and Ryu's) party, lets take a look back at how the day started. We had a meeting meaning I'd have to wait for at least 2 hours before the meeting starts. People come late all the time, I dont understand why. Luckily Shao was pretty early, he was earlier than Ryu. People started showing up within the 2-hour time frame I gave them. The people always come in in one's or three's, i dont see them come in the room in pairs. Oh well, that's life... Shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, wrong... Hehehe... The meeting went great up to the point when Sir Ed told me to discuss the Human bingo shit again. Fuck, I got stage fright in a small crowd. He even told me to repeat. Double the humiliation. We practiced the tour of the school and the modelling of uniforms. I was asked to temp for Wally, guess who was my partner?... yeah... I did not want to do it but I did not want her to be alone. So I asked myself I stay or she becomes partner-less. Of course I chose the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meeting, Ryu, Shao and I went to ATC to buy the food and maybe meet up with some people. Were supposed to get beer too. We checked the prices and we decide to go around first. Ryu wanted to buy shirts so we helped him looked for some that fit him. Ryu bought 2 shirts in this store that I forgot what it was but there was this lady that helped Ryu get his shirts then Shao said complemented her scent just as she was about to go to the register. Shao went out to smoke and that lady became so giddy all of a sudden perhaps because of what Shao said. She kept following Ryu and I wherever we went. She even waited outside the fitting room where Ryu was trying on his shirts. That was fucking creepy. We went to power books to do some reading. I read some of the most stupid signs in the the world, so did Shao. Shao asks the time and he realizes that we have been in power books for more than an hour. We met up with Landon in Tower records. We left for Shao's house but we stopped in Phase 1 to buy liempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at Shao's house, I immediately went straight to his laptop to play something that I want to copy (music). Moc and Jennie followed and Wally arrived shortly after the 2 girls. We played 99 after dinner but only a few or us. I got to thinking, what right and what is not right? I know people dont usually get caught up in trivial questions especially when you are having fun but I cant help it. Anyway, Moc left early, I dont know for what reason. Mario got so entralled with Jennie's camera, I think he fell in love with it or something. He kept borrowing it and taking random pictures. I was busy eating the pulutan that I nearly forgot to drink my beer. Like that never happened to me... Hehehe... Jennie shared some of my beer so that made it easier for me to finsish a can. I had 5 cans. Mario's friend arrived and that is when the night became much more "intriguing". People were starting to talk more nonsense now, the alcohol was slowly starting to take effect. Franz was starting to talk a little more and Rod, well he's still Rod... Hehehe... Ian was there only for a short time. Jennie also left and the night sadly turned into a sausage-fest. Some of us climbed the water tank, it was a nice feeling. It even had a nice view. After that, a lot of bullshit was going on and oh yeah, before Jennie left, the bathroom got locked. Shao was really pissed, luckily Wally lock-picked it using a powercard.&lt;br /&gt;There, now you know the culprit when you find out that one of your locks is unlocked. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought the night (or day) was at its most interesting, something happened to Ryu. I dont know what happened but he started puking until I found him passed out in the bathroom beside the toilet. I left him there for a while and when I came back, he was on the floor. We carried him to Mario's room where we "pampered" him, we gave him massages. I guess he had a migraine because he wanted his temples massaged. I think he even cried a few times, I heard him cry "Its inside my head". I dont know what that was about, an exorcism maybe? Thats what I thought at first.  Anyway, he only had around 4 cans of Red horse. Ryu got his slumber after a while. Mario played some music in his room and that was the last place we drank before we went home. Wally couldnt start his car so Shao also had to bring him home. We were 7 inside Shao's Aveo. I think the only comfortable passenger inside the car was Ryu (still asleep). And that is how another drinking session ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am anxiously awaiting the first day of classes, fresh faces awaits me. I just hope I wont do&lt;br /&gt;anything embarrassing when I go up on stage to talk about the human bingo shit. I am psyched to&lt;br /&gt;meet new girls. YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 239px; height: 160px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/redhorse.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*an artistic shot taken by Mario using Jennie's camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to full metal alchemist.&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/11777056-115008090720805785?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/115008090720805785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=115008090720805785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115008090720805785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/115008090720805785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-more-drink-please.html' title='One more drink please'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114917348314158504</id><published>2006-06-01T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T07:51:23.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is that beautiful girl?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forget what I said about the homer vs. Peter thing. They are both stupid and just writing about them makes me stupid. I'll just write about something more interesting like what happened last friday, May 26,2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I went to school in the morning to help out Ryu with the CM as I have done the past 2 weeks or so. We waited until Reuel showed up in school around 12:15. It was Ryu, Reuel, Landon Shao and I who were excited to see the latest X-men film (x-3). We went all the way to G-4 to see the movie. The weather was back to the hot and humid feel you get in summer. I hated that. We bought Tickets and we found out that in each ticket was a burger king stub that you can exchange 100 pesos for 3 whopper jrs. Sweet deal. The sad thing was that only Shao and I wanted a burger. We only got to use 1 stub. On the way to the Burger king stall, Shao and I saw the day-changer in our stay in G-4. She was this really hot girl who we dont know (we even tried to guess her name). Her face was sweet and very beautiful. She had this really nice slender body with curves to die for and her tight ass. It is hard to top that, hard to find a godess hotter than her... Damn, we followed her to the cinemas, she was watching in the same cinema as ours. She sat down beside the aisle and the seats on the other side of the aisle were vacant. We wanted&lt;br /&gt;to sit beisde her but we chickened out. I guess that was the start of how we became pussies. Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;    Anyway, we watched X-3. The movie started out pretty great but for some reason the ending was just not that nice. A lot of the events that occured in that movie was way off from the comics. I kinda did not like the movie because of the last part. The deaths of some of the x-men were also stupid. Cyclopes' role was the most useless of all. Hey, I like the actress who played Kitty though, shes kinda cute but she is still young. The movie was a big dissapointment for me but I'm not complaining, I did not pay for the movie (thanks Reuel). But honestly though, I'd rather watch the hot girl's ass bounce rather than X-3. That girl was something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After the movie, we followed that hot girl outside the cinema (we became stalkers) and Ryu, the lucky bastard got a peep of her buxom. He had a nice view form above the steps since he was the last to go out. Yep, we were officially stlkers that day. We had every opportunity to talk to her or something but we were pussies.&lt;br /&gt;We are not usually like that, (except maybe for 1 of us) but we turned into pussies. It was either we were not in our turf, our comfort zone... or maybe being a pusy is contagious and we caught it from someone (gee, I wonder who?). Hehehe, just kidding dude. Landon and I played a racing game in timezone and I sat next to her so I could not concentrate and I lost. She made us do all those following, we would not do that for just any chic. We could not get her out of our minds. Even on our trip back home (something happened to us by the way). It was fun though, that day was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    The following night, we drank at Rod's place. That is always fun, it was Shao, Franz, Ryu, Rod and I who were there. Its always fun to drink with them (especially when Ryu gets drunk). We played 99 and the loser has to take a shot of emperador brandy. I was really unlucky because I lost 8 times in a span of 1 hour. I was still okay because Ryu got drunk uttering the funniest shit and Franz got wasted and I think it was the first time I heard Franz act wierd and talk gibberish. Rid said that he had My Sassy girl in his house so I got excited and wanted to watch it but we didnt since I was the only one (and probably Ryu) who wanted to watch it. We contemplated on the name of that hot girl we saw in G-4. These were what we suggested:&lt;br /&gt;Shao- Hazel&lt;br /&gt;Ryu- Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;Tatos- Amanda&lt;br /&gt;Franz- Neneng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what do you think her name was? I wish I could see her again. I hope she would study in SISC. hehehe...&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/11777056-114917348314158504?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114917348314158504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114917348314158504' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114917348314158504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114917348314158504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/06/who-is-that-beautiful-girl.html' title='Who is that beautiful girl?'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114814200843459332</id><published>2006-05-20T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T02:21:09.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asian chics quandry and others stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Battle of the chinitas: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I guess you were expecting something ordinary like what happened this week (CM thing and I found out that Geddy Le played bass for IME in the song good for you sule) or writing something about the stupidity of life, or maybe a comparison of 2 similar whatever (My next blog is probably about Homer Simpson Vs. Peter Griffin).&lt;br /&gt;Well, sorry to dissapoint you guys, I have been tormented by  pretty girls on TV. I have to let it out so as not to annoy my brain, its hard to concentrate. I have to analyze shit inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pinoy big brother: Kim edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pinoy big brother craze has spread like an epidemic causing airborne diseases that make people tune in their tube in time for PBB. Well, luckily for me, I take vitamins to guard me against this sickness... Or so I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 long and boring shows, the pinoy big brother franchise has decided to do a teen version, I dont know, maybe for ratings purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not watch for the first 15 days or something like that, until I heard rumors of a chinese beauty. I was pretty curious whether or not this was true. I tuned in and for a while and I saw a girl with milky skin but I was not so impressed with her beauty. I looked for a chinky-eyed girl. I found her an all I can say is that I was titillated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim Chiu is her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has these small chinky-eyes that are so nice to look at especially when she tries to make them big. Then she has these cheeks that are just waiting to be pinched. Her smile, her smile can melt the toughest, hardest guy into putty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she laughs, everyone else laughs with her, its contagious I tell you. Yeah, I know what you all are thinking, half-chinese chics are bitches... Well, I say that is stereo-typing... She's not a bitch (at least she shows shes not a bitch in TV anyway).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that bothers me is that most of the guys in big brother's house (sounds like 1984 by George Orwell) are interested in her. The uplate episodes focus on her non-existent "love triangle" for ratings I guess. Bullshit man. Hehehe... I feel the jealous bastard in me leave already. Lets support Kim in her bid to win... and hopefully she gets famous or at least go to school in SISC (the former is more likely to happen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/widkim.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. I was Windstruck by a feisty and beautiful sassy girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 165px; height: 219px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/jeon-ji-hyun1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 145px; height: 218px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/messyhair.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 167px; height: 217px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/giordano3.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Well, all this was before I watched a Korean movie entitled "My Sassy girl". Sounds gay right? Not so much. Its hilarious... At least the first part is. The latter parts were quite boring because it is a love story. I have to admit, I cant recall any love story that I thought was not half bad. I think this was th best love story I have watched. Its either that or My judgement has been shrowded or I have been hypnotized somehow by the lead girl character in that movie. Not only was she pretty, she was dark, tough-as-nails, has similar thinking as me, I think she is like my female counter part or my anima. She is just freakin' uproarious. My favorite line from her is "chule?" (wanna die).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She hides behind a facade in the form of a smile. Maybe its her grief that really attracts me to her. Oh, if only a girl like that exists. I guess its better this way.&lt;br /&gt;Without stuff like that, I wont have any imagination at all.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, she was also great in windstruck. She plays a bad-ass cop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, maybe Kim is like that, I heard she's from a broken family and she just smiles because there is nothing that her crying can do to change that fact. Maybe she&lt;br /&gt;will study in SISC and then I could find out. Who knows?... ASA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Chinese or Korean? Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when Filipinos can make good films? Hmmm... I've seen international films made in the early 1930's better than 90% of our movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, Da Vinci code movie was just a plain movie, nothing great... Aside from the controversy surrounding it.&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/11777056-114814200843459332?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114814200843459332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114814200843459332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114814200843459332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114814200843459332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/05/asian-chics-quandry-and-others-stuff.html' title='Asian chics quandry and others stuff'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114710295243254031</id><published>2006-05-08T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T08:42:32.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new hope...???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just came back from Batangas (Jami's place) with my family. I still dont like the beach but the food was great ( I also saw a really pretty girl but their party left right away). Now that I am back, my house feels warmer than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to the usual... Play KHII, read Atlas shrugged, eat, mybe sleep for 2-3 hours if I am lucky. One thing that changed in my daily routine though is that I watch PBB teen edition now. Yup, I started watching last friday when Ryu told me that there was a hot chic there... I know I've been saying nasty things about PBB and I know it is crap(at least the first 2 anyway) but when I I tuned in, right away and I spotted a chinese-looking girl smiling that just... I dont know. I stared at her, and yeah, she was hot. Damn. I also realized that these were kids inside the house so I thought it would be pretty interesting. It turned out to be pretty funny. Although if Kim want there, I wouldnt be watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to watch the godfather trilogy... All I could say about it is that it kicks ass. Al Pacino is a true actor. Michael Corleone is my new idol. Cant say the same thing about MI III though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, for those who read the Da Vinci code, papyrus does not get ruined when soaked in vinegar. I watched it in the Da Vinci code thing in discovery. I did not get to watch very much though because it was the same time as PBB. &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/11777056-114710295243254031?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114710295243254031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114710295243254031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114710295243254031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114710295243254031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-hope.html' title='A new hope...???'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114623970069041274</id><published>2006-04-28T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T08:55:00.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so useless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 167px; height: 210px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/Khcast2.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 172px; height: 150px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/kairi.gif" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After more than 47 hours of play, I finally finished one of the greatest RPG's ever made: Kingdom hearts II. Beautiful graphics, gameplay and story alike, this game has surpassed every facet of my expectations for this long awaited sequel to the first game. It took me 2 trips to ruins to get a copy that works properly. It was worth the wait, I could not keep from playing it. Even though I finished the game already, I still have not completed the whole game yet, so I will not stop playing it... It just kicks ass so much. You guys should try playing this... Unless you have not played the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/tifa.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(She is also in KHII, a small part only but still hot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to watch American History X. I've heard a lot of amazing things about this movie, even from movie critics who have the same taste as I do so my expectations for this movie is really immense. This movie totally kicks ass. It is arguably better than crash, well at least for me anyway. Edward Norton's performance here surpasses any greatness he did in his other films, which says a lot since he is a tremendous actor. This is a must see movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Silent hill a while ago. It was better than I expected, but I expecdted it to really suck, so it does not say much about the film. The acting was not that good, the graphics were not realistic enough and the movie itself was not scary enough. At least the music was good and the movie was quite funny... for me anyway. Hehehe... It was a waste of 120 Php. The theater was at least cold enough. It was really hot when we went out.&lt;br /&gt;Well, catch you guys later.&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/11777056-114623970069041274?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114623970069041274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114623970069041274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114623970069041274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114623970069041274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/04/not-so-useless.html' title='Not so useless'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114547014722563333</id><published>2006-04-19T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T11:09:07.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 218px; height: 143px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/21stbdayparty023.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The saturady after the graduation, ate Jennie and Reuel threw a party. It was a nice old fashion barque, drinking and swimming party. It was good fashion fun. There was a lot of food and a lot of drinks. Only a few of us were there for the first half of the night... It was fun, then a lot of other people started showing up after 10:00. We were just about finished swimming by then. The air was cool and there was a nice breeze while we were swimming. I enjoyed the part where I jumped from the ledge to the pool. The pool is not that deep mind you, but it was still a bit thrilling. That rush of adrenaline to get you pumped up. Whenever I get a buzz, I just jump to the pool to get the buzz off and I could start drinking again. I also got to barbeque while the others get to enjoy the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 464px; height: 309px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/21stbdayparty008.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed a lot. Thanks guys. I hope we could do it again sometime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-114547014722563333?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114547014722563333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114547014722563333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114547014722563333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114547014722563333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/04/saturady-after-graduation-ate-jennie.html' title=''/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114546902422547720</id><published>2006-04-19T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T11:10:56.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is happening!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For 2 weeks now, I have not been going out. The reason you ask? The heat is simply unbearable (if you put aside the fact that no one invited me to go out). I have trouble moving from my room to the dining room. Well, at least I went out with my friends a while ago to chill in ATC. Catch my drift? Yup, we went there for the cold... To cap off this stupid whatever the hell I am writing, we watched Ice age. I hoped that it will make me feel cooler or colder and more importantly I hoped that it will not be a complete waste of 100 pesos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie sucked, though honestly I did not expect much from it anyway. Well, there were some funny parts in the movie and movie theater was a lot cooler than in my house, so no complains. We went around hoping to find some hot ladies. We did, we even saw a celebrity (surprisingly), who was not as hot as she is on T.V (at least a while ago anyway). Our stay there in ATC was not a complete waste of time at all. I just wished I had a little more money so that I could buy more stuff. I did buy a new kingdom hearts2 by the way. I BELIEVE I CAN FLY!!! &lt;splat&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, hopefully we'll get to do this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/splat&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-114546902422547720?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114546902422547720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114546902422547720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114546902422547720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114546902422547720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/04/nothing-is-happening.html' title='Nothing is happening!!!'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114438632576073561</id><published>2006-04-06T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T08:16:17.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRADUATION DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 164px; height: 102px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/03.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, not mine... ASA!!! Hehehe... The first batch of SISC college students graduated on the night of April 5, 2006. Only a few graduated since it was just the first batch. So what the hell was I doing there you may ask? Well, from watching good friends like the CS twins Reuel and Jenny graduate, I was part of the entrance of colors. It was a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 181px; height: 122px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/02.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After 3 years, I was wearing fatigues again, I never thought I'd be wearing those again. I've never done any entrance of colors, this was my first. How'd it go? Well it was just all butterflies and lilies. Okay, that was sarchasm... The first 30 minutes of standing was quite normal and tolerable, the next 30 minutes of standing up was just downright torture and plain fucked up. We had to listen to 2 long speeches before we could move again, I was carrying a fucking rifle. My whole body went stiff and numb from not moving to long. Ryu had a hard time carying the flag for a long time either, it was a good thing he did not topple over. When we started marching again I could feel my blood flowing throughout my entire body, the rush of circulation. Damn painful, plus my joints went stiff, Its a good thing I did nto scream when I dropped my arm suddenly. Oh well, it was still fun. I did not get to eat that much... Until I went home, a feast was waiting for me. Pizza galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Congratulations to the First batch of college graduates in SISC.&lt;br /&gt;Graduate na si Reuel!!! Woohoo!!! The supreme grandmaster of Alpha Phi Culalic, the lord of all&lt;br /&gt;lords of the college cafe. The caf wont be the same without Reuel... Who is going to save middle&lt;br /&gt;earth now? Hehehe... Joke lng. Congrats again guys!!! I hope you guys enjoy what you will do&lt;br /&gt;in the future. Wish you guys the best of luck.&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/11777056-114438632576073561?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114438632576073561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114438632576073561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114438632576073561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114438632576073561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/04/graduation-day.html' title='GRADUATION DAY!!!'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114338338175892076</id><published>2006-03-26T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T06:29:41.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer time in the void</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/summer_heat_seniors.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" align="right" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its summertime already. Yup, no more classes. Excited you people are I guess? Waiting all year long for that ever refreshing trip to the beach. Yup, thats the life aint it? Well, I dont see what's so great about summer. Maybe for students, its a time for not going to class. People dont go to class in school days anyways. The main reason why I dont like summer, is the damn heat... Throw in some humidity and its fucked up heat with a sticky feeling. And you want to go to the beach? That extra humidity right there. I mean, going to the beach with friends is fun, but the beach its self? I'd rather stay in the resort eating and drinking. Another sad thing about summer, is when it gets really hot and humid that you wouldnt want to do anything but cool off and no amount of electric fan would do the job. I need air-con badly. All the appliances at home are suddenly easier to over heat. I'll spend more time at home, that sucks. I get no allowance, I get thirsty a lot more and my lips get dry faster. I cant wait to go back to school and start yet another yar of Ryu's "reign of terror". Hehehe, joke only. Air-con in every classroom and chics to satisfy my... my need for chics. Well, I could always go to the mall for air-con, chics, food and drink but again I say I GET NO ALLOWANCE!!! Fuck this shit. Inuman!!! AHHHH!!! Its fucking hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summertime in the void- I mother earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/sitv_promo-fr.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt the break and roll of the nexus&lt;br /&gt;on a day when the whole world elected&lt;br /&gt;to sell us out, oh to sell us all out&lt;br /&gt;these are the hands that grab my attention&lt;br /&gt;when all is what i'm giving they slow me down&lt;br /&gt;slower then southern muddy rivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you think theres salvation&lt;br /&gt;when you don't want to leave your room&lt;br /&gt;with eyes open undreaming&lt;br /&gt;when it's summertime in the void&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it's summertime in the void&lt;br /&gt;the sun is upside down and facing&lt;br /&gt;the other way until days end&lt;br /&gt;with a skitzophrenic everjoy&lt;br /&gt;and a sense of doubt you wait&lt;br /&gt;automatic and afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on ran the train through my solar plexus&lt;br /&gt;on the day i made good connection&lt;br /&gt;with love out loud, home, hate and sound&lt;br /&gt;and who wrote the words to my death sentence&lt;br /&gt;when life is what i'm living&lt;br /&gt;and leaving now while i trip till time is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you think theres salvation&lt;br /&gt;when you don't want to leave your room&lt;br /&gt;with eyes open undreaming&lt;br /&gt;when it's summertime in the void&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it's summertime in the void&lt;br /&gt;and the stars yell out your name&lt;br /&gt;all together and insane&lt;br /&gt;'cause they're broken words they are a noise&lt;br /&gt;and there's no answer for you wait&lt;br /&gt;automatic and afraid.&lt;br /&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/11777056-114338338175892076?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114338338175892076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114338338175892076' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114338338175892076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114338338175892076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/03/summer-time-in-void.html' title='Summer time in the void'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114259382161373274</id><published>2006-03-17T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T03:10:21.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We are the champions!!??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night was the championship/closing of the 4th season of the college cup. There were no programs or opening ceremonies this time for obvious reasons... Anyway battle for 3rd in basketball was between pink and red, a very nice game to watch and a rematch tolook out for. Pink went victorious in a down-to-the-wire battle. Battle for 3rd in volleyball was between blue and black (SEED). Blue won that one. The basketball championship sucked because local college was not involved. The battle was between high school and SFC and the oobvious victor was high school.&lt;br /&gt;The championship for volleyball on the other hand was a differet story, white against yellow for the 3rd straight season. This time we gave all out support to the volleyball since we did not really care much for the basketball championship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grueling battle went on for more than 2 hours and finished in 4 sets. After 2 seasons of being beaten by yellow, the white is finally victorious. I guess white team isn't bad luck after all, thanks for changing your team's color Sachie. It was a battle of the cheerleaders, the yellow still were the favorites and they had more supporters but we gave it our all to cheer for the white team. Finally, white team won. Congratulations to you guys, you kick ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basketball mythical five: Jed R., Ed, Rex Cruz, Carlos, Ernest, MVp Tyler. Everyone Booed Ernest, including his teammates, hehehe... What a dick. Herbert Quimpo or Mon should be part of the mythical selection, not the dickhead. MVP should have been Carlos, but what the hell right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations also to the mythical selection for volleyball : Justine, Che, Chris, Jacky, Tahl, Sachie and MVP Marie-she earned it.&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/11777056-114259382161373274?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114259382161373274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114259382161373274' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114259382161373274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114259382161373274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-are-champions.html' title='We are the champions!!??'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114204006414270743</id><published>2006-03-10T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T17:21:04.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>living like the Amish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No TV, video games or a computer... How the hell did I survive 2 days at the farm with only 3 companions you ask? Hey, Shao brought a laptop. Hehehe. The people there were nice actually, BSN 1- C... Yup, a lot of chics too. The food was not that bad, I liked the chicken we had for dinner. I got to meet new people not because of the group sharing bet because of cards. We played poker (I was the dealer) and Bullshit. It was fun. The sharing around the bonfire was really fun too. I got to know what poeple feel, plus I got to hear some cute girls sing... And we sang too. The boy band comprised of Shao, Jed Bellon, Meloy and myself. That was fun. I got to talk to a lot of different people there, but I guess I'll just be another face to them once we get back... At least to most of them. Our final activity was to pass aroung our paper and let people write something about the person in his/her paper. I did not know more half of the people so I just wrote the same things over and over again. To my surprise, I got different write-ups about me. I did not know people know me, I feel a bit embarrassed, hehehe. Shao got a lot of good write-ups because of his guitar skills (show-off)... Anyway, I wish our stay would be more than just 2 days and 1 night. I want to get to know the people more and get to play poker more. The really sad part about stay in the farm is that we were all sober, no one brought any alcoholic drink... To my surprise, not even Shao brought any. Oh yeah, Shao's dad was there. He is an Aikido master. No, he only looks like Shao... Everyone called him Steven Segal. That was the last batch, I'm starting to regret not going to 1-b and 1-E's CGS but I had no choice. Anyway, Cya guys, I'll miss you! Dont forget to write.&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/11777056-114204006414270743?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114204006414270743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114204006414270743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114204006414270743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114204006414270743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/03/living-like-amish.html' title='living like the Amish'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114144344222069249</id><published>2006-03-03T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T19:37:22.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No more barbeque!</title><content type='html'>What a night... You know, I was thinking that the ribute to teachers would be a disaster? Boy was I wrong. A lot of students came also, more than we expected. I gues it was because I did not have to go up the stage anymore because of my eyes. My eyes are fucking annoying me. It is itchy and my vision is blurry. I guess the only things I did not like about last night were my eyes and the strain in my back due to constant serving of juice. The food and drinks were finished right away. I only got to eat a little last night, but I managed. The fucking barbeque was finished instantly. Dammit, I did not get to try one. It smelled pretty tasty too. The girls were very pretty that night, in their semi-formal attire. I wanted to dance with some of the girls but I look like the hunch back of Notre Dame so... Forget it. Plus, everyone left the gym after the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the best part of the night or the climax was when Ryu presented with Charlie.&lt;br /&gt;We just saw a great man in the making melt into clay in the presence of a lady. Ryu was like a high school boy shivering in the face of his crush. That gave us a bit of a laugh. Well, he's got some courage. Kudos to Ryu. At least he got SOME bit of action that night. Yup, that was fun, it lacked alcohol though. Oh well, nothing is perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-114144344222069249?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114144344222069249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114144344222069249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114144344222069249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114144344222069249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/03/no-more-barbeque.html' title='No more barbeque!'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114131411048639655</id><published>2006-03-02T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T08:17:06.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>May I take your order?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 273px; height: 204px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/Picture002.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome to shishtur's burgur, may I tek yur odur pleash!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hehehe... February 22 and 23, 2 days of selling the world famous american style burger. We called our stand "sister's burger". It kicked fucking ass!!! YEAH!!! Never had so much fun in my life working. The first day, we sold a lot... The next day, we were all sold out. It was great. Thanks o Rod and Ryu's sleepless nights together (ooohhh) working on the patties and the great george foreman (in grill form). The lean mean fat reducing grill that chubby brought for the occassion. It was fucking awesome! I wish we could do this again next time. This was one of the best 2 day I ever had. I had nice conversations with friends, chics... Not to mention the delicious food. It was fantastic, did I mention it was awesome? Oh yeah, Steven Seagal was displaying his knife skills on the second day and he serves the customers. what an honor. Awesome dude, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Even though white team basketball's hopes of reaching the semis this sem were shattered (along with my family jewels), sister's burger was still successful. Two thumbs up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 226px; height: 167px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/burgers.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMM... would you look at those... very mouth watering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-114131411048639655?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114131411048639655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114131411048639655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114131411048639655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114131411048639655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/03/may-i-take-your-order.html' title='May I take your order?'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-114087363431613842</id><published>2006-02-25T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T05:20:34.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell chiefy</title><content type='html'>Good bye to a good student and a good friend. I hope you find happiness and peace. Until we meet again chiefy... May you rest in peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-114087363431613842?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/114087363431613842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=114087363431613842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114087363431613842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/114087363431613842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/02/farewell-chiefy.html' title='Farewell chiefy'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113949513212054425</id><published>2006-02-09T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T06:25:32.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats happening?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First and foremost, I have to say that the opening of the fourth season was a success... something like that.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell happened there huh? Fuck, some of the dancers move like water. They have some sort&lt;br /&gt;of liquidy bodies. Pink lost by the way, that was just a fucked up game. Well, you win some you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;In our case, we do the losing more often. I hope to change that this season. On to the semis white team!... I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midterms has come to an end... Yeah, lets just get this year over with. its fucked up, really.&lt;br /&gt;I really cant take this shit anymore, I'm so fucking bored already. I cant wait for our 1st game.&lt;br /&gt;I hope a lot of girls will watch our games, I love it when gym2 trmebles when the entire crowd chants&lt;br /&gt;CU-LA-LIC! CU-LA-LIC! CU-LA-LIC! I want that to happen again (hopefully this time it wont distract reuel).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to say this... I miss takeshi's castle. That japanese game show that used to be aired in&lt;br /&gt;the Philippines in th early 90's. I realized it just last saturday when Doms brought it to Landon's&lt;br /&gt;house where we watched it. It is so funny. We watched more episodes this week. Thanks Doms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking mosquitoes are sucking my bloodstream dry, God dammit! they dont seem to get buzzed, i guess&lt;br /&gt;I've been sober for a long time now. Its so fucking annoying. Alright, these damned mosquitoes are&lt;br /&gt;forcing me to finish. till next time. Peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go white team! That goes for the volleyball team as well.&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/11777056-113949513212054425?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113949513212054425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113949513212054425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113949513212054425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113949513212054425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/02/whats-happening.html' title='Whats happening?'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113844041341713596</id><published>2006-01-28T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T01:27:06.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck this shit!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, what a week this has been for me. This has been mostly because of wednesday. Yes, I had the time of my life wednesday night. The most fun I had without having to drink (Nothing beats drinking with Ryu). Before anything else, I just want to share something. I saw this pinoy dude in the street wearing Hip-hop clothing with bling-blings around his neck and big-ass shades, a bonnet and a cap worn backwards, last monday night, at around 10 in the evening. That was some fucked-up dude huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to last wednesday... So it was my typical day; relaxing in the caf, eating iin buthcoks... Cutting class, you know... my everyday routine. Anyway, I brought this shirt I bought, it says skullfucks coffin with the logo of starbucks with a skeleton dude doing the finger on both hands. I drank just the night before so I had to drink a lot of C2 to detox.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted so bad to end the day quickly, it was really boring. So, moving forward (I cant divulge&lt;br /&gt;this information to civilians), I went home feeling really good and sad. Its funny, because of that,&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what happened last monday and tuesday. Shoot to thrill, play to kill. Too many&lt;br /&gt;women, too little pills. Purple haze all around, dont know if I'm up or down. Am I happy or in&lt;br /&gt;misery? Whatever it is, that girl put a spell on me. I just want her to get out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another concern for me is that I dont think out team is fully prepared for the 4th season of CC.&lt;br /&gt;We still have not practiced together as a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHOLE TEAM&lt;/span&gt;! Yup, that really is a big problem for us.&lt;br /&gt;Come on guys, lets get serious here... Please! If we'll all play, I'll cut classes for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;Please, please, please... Class is so boring... No, I mean we really need practice. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LETS GO WHITE TEAM&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; DO SOMETHING!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/11777056-113844041341713596?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113844041341713596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113844041341713596' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113844041341713596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113844041341713596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/01/fuck-this-shit.html' title='fuck this shit!!!'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113777426561243975</id><published>2006-01-20T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T08:24:25.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking lousy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One thing to describe this week - DEAD! The extreme word for dull or lousy. Evrything about this week was fucked up, I swear. I did not go to most of my classes this week because I was so fucking bored and my mind was looking for somehing interesting to do. Nothing, nada, zip. I did not even bother taking 2 of my quizzes this week. There was  nothing for me to do, classes nowadays are bullshit. People just do not realize this. I would only enjoy classes if I actually learn something I dont know. Thats the only bad thing about shifting from Nursing, I do not know a lot of shit about Nursing shit. Anyway, thats beside the point... HELP ME!!! Everyting is screwed up. Not to mention I think I fucked up some of my nerves in my right hand because of too much "electrolighter" thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was gay, I needed sleep but all I got was a headache. Tuesday... well lets just say at least I got to play basketball... and nearly re-injured my left ankle... again! Wednesday- January 18, 2006. Maybe the most anticipated day of 2006 so far. The opening of Underworld 2. The first Underworld was a really great movie for me, so I was waiting for the second part even before I got wind that there would be a sequel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/underworld6.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" align="left" /&gt;A few of my friends and I went to atc last wednesday to watch the heavily anticipated sequel to Underworld. I should say, Kate Beckinsale is really hot. Ok, the prologue was really intriguing. Then we made a mistake, we should have left after the prologue... while the movie was still nice. We would not know the story yes, but you could alway read the story somewhere. The start was pretty ok, then it gets boring... until the scene where Kate Beckinsale takes of her leather clothes. She is so fucking hot. Anyway, just when I thought the movie was about to get more exciting, it suddenly hits rock bottom and ends. Fuck. Damn rip off I tell you. I just wasted time and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, well... I did not have any class yesterday except for Asian civ with BSN 3. I skipped one of the classes there because they had a film showing. Kingdom of heaven was the film they showed. It was a nice movie... except for the fucked up story, loust acting of Orlando "the fag"  Bloom and the fact that they tried so hard to cram the stroy of the crusades in a 3 hour movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago was no different either, I skipped a quiz but I got to talk to my girls... friends rather. Hehehe... Fuck this shit. I hope next week will remedy this past week. I heard CC IV is starting next friday, am I right master? Cool. Cya guys next week then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/11777056-113777426561243975?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113777426561243975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113777426561243975' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113777426561243975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113777426561243975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/01/fucking-lousy.html' title='Fucking lousy!!!'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113706961771367241</id><published>2006-01-12T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T04:40:17.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noise and music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night, I went to Rafs77 with  few of my friends because one of my favorite bands was playing, Dirty dog is the name of the band. Boy did they kick ass. I guess I am not really suprised at how much the band improved since the last time I heard them play (october -battle if the bands).  It was a shame that only a handful of people came to watch the show, I guess a gig in a weekday isnt such a good idea. Oh well, it was still awesome. I got to drink with the band before and after they played. I got to see another band play, it was called monkey spank. they played before dirty dog did. They were really loud. We all got temporarily deaf after monkey spank played. They sounded pretty good and from what I could hear, the vocalist sounded quite like Brandon Boyd (either that or my hearing was not that good because of the loud volume). Dirty Dog kicks ass. I did not sleep anymore because I played wild arms and exercised when I arrived at home. i finished just in time for breakfast. My hearing was still quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on people... Kick ass!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-113706961771367241?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113706961771367241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113706961771367241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113706961771367241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113706961771367241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/01/noise-and-music.html' title='Noise and music'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113669830711113020</id><published>2006-01-07T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T21:31:47.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star wars cosplay</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 216px; height: 576px;" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/jeditats.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" align="left" /&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not so long long time ago in a galaxy not too far away from Jupiter and Mars, a star war convention was held. I was told that it was a cosplay but all that happened was boring talks about the spirituality of the star wars saga. Good thing I was really drunk, it made the convention more interesting. I was so drunk, I dont remember where or when this thing happened. I know it was after christmas but before new year (notice how red my face is in the pic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I thought I was going to see people wearing really cool costumes and monsters, stuff like that. I was disappointed to see everyone wearing jedi robes like mine. I knew I should have just brought my darth vader mask. Dammit! Well, it was quite fun, the food was really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year's day was really great for me. My family went to the house of my Mom's uncle. Again, I ate till I felt something weird in my jugular veins. We played poker, my first real poker game with money on the line. Guess what? I won, against my relatives who play poker a lot. Beat them and humiliated them... I was kidding about the humiliated part. It was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was still boring as ever. Nothing new there.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, kickass people!!! See you guys around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/mevader.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-113669830711113020?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113669830711113020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113669830711113020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113669830711113020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113669830711113020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2006/01/star-wars-cosplay.html' title='Star wars cosplay'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113489790198011204</id><published>2005-12-18T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T01:25:05.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangovers and knock outs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a blast last night. We went to Rod's house to drink. We were just 5. Ryu, Rod, Shao and Francois. Shao and I listened to some Rex Navarette on the way to Rod's house. Fucking hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Ryu and I helped Rod cook some sisig. We did a lot of sick shit while cooking (remember the thing about the eggs and mortar master?). While we were doing the cooking, Shao and franz bought the alcohol, and some extra pulutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drank 7 bottles of Red horse (1 litter) and a bottle of cheap ass tequilla. Yup, you guessed it... Dep charge!!! Fuck. We so much alcohol and pulutan... It wasn't pretty I yell you. Master was drunk by the second round. He was fucking hilarious, talikng about all this shit and acting really... strange. Master and rod were the first to be knocked out. I followed. I woke up an hour later to puke in Rod's bathroom. I went out to check on Franz and shao. I did not see them so listened to some of my music until either of them shows up. Rod woke up 15 minutes later. He went out to check on shao or Franz. He saw Shao sleeping outside his drive way beside a small spot of puke. We woke up Shao, but he was unable to move. franz was sleeping in his car. That was some kick ass shit right there. Too much alcohol and pulutan can do that to you. We had sisig, tuna, a lot of nuts, La La and vienna sausages. It was awesome. It was one of the best days of my life and definitely the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Rod's house at around 5:30 a.m a while ago, we were still not fully detoxed yet. We got home safely thankfully. I took a bath right away and brushed my teeth then I played Wild arms until 8. I slept until lunch time with a mild hangover. I cant wait to go drinking with thease guys again... especially master. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/11777056-113489790198011204?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113489790198011204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113489790198011204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113489790198011204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113489790198011204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/12/hangovers-and-knock-outs.html' title='Hangovers and knock outs'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113456821356171599</id><published>2005-12-14T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T05:50:13.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another break!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Prelims is over. Another 3 week break is underway and aside from christmas and new year, I dont know what I will be doing. I hope its not all drinking and bumming around again like last year. This will feel like another sem-break with less going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exams were a piece of cake, except for Developmental psychology and psychology of personal growth and adjustment. The questions were mostly essays and recollections. Fuck, I took like an hour for those 2 tests each plus my hands were really exhausted. I had to use my left hand for my Math of investment exam. Thankfully that exam was a piece of cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent finished writing the article that master told me to write. I am done but master told me to encode it and e-mail it to him. I have no pc at the moment and the PC's at the lib were always occupied. this stupid Laptop has no microsoft office in it (MAC kicks-ass).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling pretty bummed out this exam week, hours and hours of break listening to music and doing nothing else. I am diligent and I study every second of my life... at least that is what i say to people who ask. hehehe... Nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nursing friends asked me to join them in one of our friend's house, their neighborhood is really fucked-up. I would never have believed they live there if I did not actually go there. I had a really good time, we stayed there from around 5-11:30 pm. We played gamecube an ps2, the others were playing with my friend's kick-ass PC. I had a lot of fun evn though I still had 2 exams the following day. hehehe... That is my definition of diligence. I saw the big houses of 2 really beautiful girls. Maybe one of my future houses? hehehe... ASA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really stooping really low a while ago because the fun times had finished. One of the worst feelings is that something is missing, the feeling that the good times never last. It comes and goes for me. I had a little cheering-up when we ate at SEx for lunch. It did not make me feel as good because I had to pay.&lt;br /&gt;When we came back, I went to my usual seat in front of the electric fan in the caf, listening to music, head banging just to make myself forget the bad feelings. People just unconsciously and purposely bring me down. I at least allow them to, i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;Then something weird happened, she just passed by me. I think it was the way she just suddenly appeared before me, her eyes sparkling, matching that bright smile that nearly melted my whole body. I stopped head banging even though I did not want to. She asked me a question and gave me a high-five. She had the softest, silkiest hand my palm had the pleasure of grasping. Damn, here we go. Again, she flashed me one of her heart-warming smiles at me before she left with a battalion of her friends. I dont know what happened but i was suddenly smiling. What the fuck was that all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that someone else could give me that feeling again. She really reminds me of my late friend (bless her soul...if there is such a thing). She makes me feel so human. She is my anima... According to Carl Jung. I wonder what I would be like if I neve met any of the 2. I thought that no 2 people are alike? I am wondering now why this girl reminds me so much of my late friend. It cant be reincarnation. They are not alike physically, more of behavioral and emotional. Freaky, one of life's mysteries I guess. Its a good thing only a few people read my blog. Someone might get mad at me if she read this. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no word about this to anyone, or I might find it hard to trust you guys. It took a lot out of me just to tell this story. Fuck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy your break and happy holidays to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;WHITE TEAM, PRACTICE HARD!!! STRAIGHT TO THE TOP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-113456821356171599?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113456821356171599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113456821356171599' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113456821356171599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113456821356171599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/12/another-break.html' title='Another break!!!'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113413848096874022</id><published>2005-12-09T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T06:28:00.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just 6 more exams and then its christmas break... A break as long as our sem-break. Next year will feel like the 3rd sem already because of the length of our break. Hey, i'm not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;What a dull week, aside from master getting tormented by waiting for wednesday's "big event". Hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Master, you failed! what wrong with you? Waiting in the caf all that time for nothing? Well, not really nothing. Your torment was my pleasure that day since I was having one of those days that did not really go well. Oh well, whats done is done, whats past is past, smoke some weed and then some grass. Cool, i just made up a poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to finish the shit that master told me to write for the CM. Pretty hard thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more music... Guys, can you give some suggestions on any good bands please? i'm running out of things to download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke the world. I'm crazy and everyone knows it. No, I'm not crazy you son-of-a-bitch. Yes i am. Fuck you, . Fuck you too. Stop that. I'll kick your ass boy. Ouch!!! Shit, get up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, study hard. Be extra diligent like me, spending every moment of my free-time studying. hehehe... Good luck in your exams!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave, i want to sing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I see a little silhouetto of a man,&lt;br /&gt; Scaramouche, Scaramouche will you do the Fandango?-&lt;br /&gt; Thunderbolt of lightning-very very frightening me-&lt;br /&gt; Galileo, Galileo,&lt;br /&gt; Galileo Galileo&lt;br /&gt; Galileo figaro-Magnifico-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me&lt;br /&gt; He's just a poor boy from a poor family-&lt;br /&gt; Spare him his life from this monstrosity-&lt;br /&gt; Easy come easy go-, will you let me go-&lt;br /&gt; Bismillah! No-, we will not let you go-let him go-&lt;br /&gt; Bismillah! We will not let you go-let him go&lt;br /&gt; Bismillah! We will not let you go-let me go&lt;br /&gt; Will not let you go-let me go&lt;br /&gt; Will not let you go let me go ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt; No, no, no, no, no, no, no-&lt;br /&gt; Oh Mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go-&lt;br /&gt; Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-113413848096874022?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113413848096874022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113413848096874022' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113413848096874022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113413848096874022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/12/wtf.html' title='wtf?'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113362758353493395</id><published>2005-12-03T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T08:33:03.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lift up your spirits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here is something to cheer you up... My mind just suddenly came up with this theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/zygote.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" align="left" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/feelingchamps.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think that you are useless and that you are a fucking loser, you are wrong. You are dominant, the more powerful. If you come to think of it, by just being alive, you beat a million others vieing for the same goal... To be turned into a multi-cellular being. You out-swam, out-dug, and out-lasted your fellow-I dont know. Give yourselves a little more credit. If it is not enough, give yourself a lot more credit. Not feeling very bad about yourself anymore eh? hehehe... Maybe I should copyright this concept, I call it first... I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who have been conceived and have been born, I congratulate each one of you. You are a winner, a champion... No matter how much of a loser you are now, you will always be a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La lang. Just wanted to cheer up some people who look down upon themselves. hehehe... Hahaha!!!&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/11777056-113362758353493395?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113362758353493395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113362758353493395' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113362758353493395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113362758353493395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/12/lift-up-your-spirits.html' title='Lift up your spirits'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113326669796197175</id><published>2005-11-29T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T04:18:17.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More boring crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll start from last friday. It was a mufti day, meaning I got to collect from people. Actually I was just sitting down listening to music while the others were doing the work. Hehehe... Anyway, it was my loss. The things people wear... I did like some though, the ones that wore less. HELL YEAH!!! BAMMM!!! Then I went to Makati after our meeting. I went to a bar with a few friends, I forgot the name of that bar but they had good bands playing there. Kick ass. I got drunk and recovered around 4 in the morning at my friends house (I dont recall how we got there). I arrived at my house around 5:30, just in time for breakfast... or pre-breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to My friends house that afternoon (saturday) because it was his birthday. We ate lunch (my second since I ate before I went to his house) and played Doom3 and NBA live. We went to Zong to have dinner. We were a lot, he invited around 30 people and around 20 came. We went to PGames afterward to get some oettinger. Heffe mixed with Pale pilsen, the best beer... Delicious. We headed back to my friend's  house before he was too drunk to drive. We played a bit of street fighter alpha and marvel vs capcom. I went home and watched some dvd's that I borrowed (not porn).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sunday)I went to atc with my mom and little bro to watch Harry Potter again and maybe see someone... Anyway,  was dissapointed since my little bro saw some of his classmates and I did not see anyone I knew. Oh well, Emma Watson is really pretty. I ate at sinangag express that night. The best food you can buy for 40 pesos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was not so good because my older brother said something that really pissed me off and really tested my temper. Fuck! I nearly fought him. Stupid thing about me having a bad image or too much dark and rock shit. I dont care what people think of me. What the fuck, a hypocrite so close to me. Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED EARPHONES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I will do now is concentrate on College cup. WHITE TEAM, We shall rise like a tsunami when an earthquake rattles the ocean floor... What crap!!!&lt;br /&gt;CYA!!!&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/11777056-113326669796197175?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113326669796197175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113326669796197175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113326669796197175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113326669796197175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-boring-crap.html' title='More boring crap'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113242011119843572</id><published>2005-11-20T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T09:08:31.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its all madness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll start by saying how much fun I am having in my psychology classes. I am slowly beggining to understand myself, my behavior and personality because of my classes (even though the prof's are boring, no offense to them). It was the opposite when I was in Nursing, I hated the subjects that taught me how to help the "needy" people. The physical and psychological aspect of a person, which of these is harder to understand? I dont really care about the physical part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case any of you need help (psychologically) or some therapy, I dont know any therapists but I sure use some of the things I learned to help you. Peer-counseling shit... Through psycho-analytic process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired, my head is so heavy and my eyes feel like empty sacks. At least I got around 9 hours of sleep the past 2 weeks. I fucked up again this week and its starting to irritate me. Dammit, I'm sorry. I dont apologize much because I'm no good at it. Not only to you (you know who you are) but to all who dont like the way I behave. What the fuck, who gives a flying rats ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a general assembly last friday and all I can say is... Starving guy project KICKS ASS!!! (with the addition of doms as the kahon guy). Oh yeah, congrats to all the dean's listers and master,  who said he wont be the number 1 anymore (either he underestimated himself or overestimated the students). The 3rd year Nursing students raped the dean's list, I think more than half of them got a certificate. Cool... or not, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to ATC yesterday to eat and watch harry Potter. It was probably the best of the harry Potter movies for me because of all the pretty girls. Hermione was exceptionally pretty when she came downstairs for the Yule ball. I watched with my mouth agape. The only down side to the movie is Cho Chang. It really dissapointed me because the way J.K Rowling described her in the book was quite off from the movie. For one thing, she was not pretty. She was also quite chubby, slightly only. She also looked sort of pinay. A lot of the girls were really hot though so, no complaints. Funny thing happened towards the end of the movie while we were watching, some kid in front of us farted and chubby, master and reuel started laughing really hard. I smelled something awful and I thought one of them did it. It was really crazy I tell ya. Spent my money for pang-bayad ng quota ng college cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to the drawing board. I have to somehow get some money. Stupid good movie. Its Hermione's and Fleur's fault, if they weren't so pretty, i could have waited another week or two to watch it. Anyway, what's done is done no point regretting what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya all! Take care.&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/11777056-113242011119843572?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113242011119843572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113242011119843572' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113242011119843572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113242011119843572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-all-madness.html' title='Its all madness!'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113078343879641317</id><published>2005-11-01T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T10:30:38.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the probably the bet halloween in my life without trick-or-treating. My friends invited me to come with them to go out, I assumed we were going to ayala alabang to go trick-or-treating. I was wrong, we went to tagaytay to eat and take pictures. We ate at mushroom burger then we stopped at starbucks to drink and  chill.  I enjoyed the cool breeze of Tagaytay, very chilly.  I was fortunate enough to  witness 3 road accidents, no deaths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Tagaytay right away but the night was still young so we decided to go to Ayala Alabang to meet one of my friend's friend. I must say, she was one of the nicest people I have ever met. We chilled at her house for a while and then went to eat at Mcdonald's. We went home afterwards. Sorry, this is so short but I'll get to the details once I acquire the pictures. Hehehe... Happy halloween people.&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/11777056-113078343879641317?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113078343879641317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113078343879641317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113078343879641317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113078343879641317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!!!'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113057208869260998</id><published>2005-10-29T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T00:48:08.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring crap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night, we had the SISC alumni "street party". The name itself leaves a lot ot be desired.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why we did not change the name of this event. I was expecting this thing to be a failure, only a few alumi came... half the people there were outsiders and only 2 of my friends came (thanks guys), which they left early. I was alone for more than 5 hours talking to no one and just sat down thinking and eating.&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing about the party last night was that the beer keg got busted or something and it had to be replaced (no extra cost thank goodness), but the replacement came at the end of the program.&lt;br /&gt;The keg was full (50 liters) and there were I think less than 20 people left but we had to finish the beer. It would be a waste. My fellow organizers invited a few of their friends just to finish the beer, I wanted to invite a few friends of my own but I ran out of load and apperently so did eveyone else. I drank a lot, I was tipsy and I joined my higher batch in their table because that is where all the food went. I had no idea what the hell they were talking about but I needed to eat. After a while I joined another batch because I was intrigued with their conversation about religion and beliefs. People with different views about religion... What a joy, especially when some of them are drunk. The things they say. That made my stay there a bit mre pleasant... even though their conversation obviously was not. The others thought that the party was a success, I didnt. I think less than 60 SISC alumni came and only 2 others from my batch had the decency to register and pay. Some of my batchmates who came had somewhere else to go. Well, I cant do anything about it but my higher batchmates thinks I'm weak for not being able to convince them to stay. Fuck them. I really dont care anyway. I'm just glad its done, that's less stress for me. The place was pretty nice though, MENLO park. Last time I went in that area, it was just a river. We had to wait for everyone to leave so that we could clean-up. We were only 3 who cleaned-up, we failed to finish the beer but I was to tipsy to care. I came home at around 4:30 in the morning. I waited for the buzz subside before I could sleep. I played and read and I slept at 10. I woke for lunch before 12. So The past 11 days, I had 6 hours of sleep all-in-all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nearly holloween, I cant wait to go trick or treating. candies galore.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your sem break people. CYA!&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/11777056-113057208869260998?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113057208869260998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113057208869260998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113057208869260998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113057208869260998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/10/boring-crap.html' title='Boring crap!'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-113000410715014113</id><published>2005-10-23T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T08:13:02.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>learing the pains of truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This past week was international week. This year was a little different because this year is the crystal anniversary of SISC. Why is it different you may ask? Well for one thing, the booths became fewer and there is no more useless ride in the middle of the quadrangle. The food was great though, I spent all my money to buy food, aside from the 100 for the battle of the bands ticket. I havent had sleep this past week yet, hopefully I will get some sleep after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wednesday was the "party". It was a program to maybe celebrate the end of the semester. Some party it turned out be eh? The crowd was veeeery lively. in fact, the only wat for the crowd to get more more lively, was to stand up, dance and party. The party was supposed to be after the program but, who the hell wants to party sober. Everyone went ot their respective gimmicks while I drowned myself in brandy. Hehehe... cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was the battle of the bands... or should I say battle of the emos and punks. It was god awful... Aside from starving guy project, dirty dog and one inch. Unfortunately only one inch got away with something. Oh, the crowd last friday was also very lively... lively seated. I dont understand why they put chairs when bands are playing. I guess the ones in charge also thought the bands would suck and the crowd wont like the show. hehehe... The good part was that a lot of hot girls came to attend this event, plus I got to see some old friends. We had a lot of fun making fun of the host, jeering the morons who thought they were bands and basically turning our heads spotting chics everywhere. Kapatid kicked ass also. I also got to see a really cute rocker chic. Ah yes, its holloween... The season of love. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why holloween or all saints and souls day always seems to be the peak of my "romance?". Whatever, I guess that's how morbid I've become. I dont know how my friends do it. They enjoy being in love while I try my best to fight it. I cant get her out of my head, its annoying. I dont want to sleep because I dont want to dream of her. I dont know what th hell I want.&lt;br /&gt;"If there's pensive fear, a wasted year, a man must learn to cope&lt;br /&gt;If his obsession's real, suppression that he feels&lt;br /&gt;must turn to hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is no more assuring than love, there are no answers from voices above&lt;br /&gt;You're fighting the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;And no one can save you this time&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, you can find all you need in your mind" - dream theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I have to live by this then. This song kicks ass anyway, I have the video of this in my friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help, I need to find some kind of closure. I must not let myself be caught up in this "love". I hope its only infatuation I'm feeling... But I could will myself to not like a person before, I could not seem to do it this time. I cannot forget that face, that smile, rocker's make-up. Dammit. I could not fully enjoy myself last friday because I never got to talk to her properly. If we became close, I'd probably look for someone else. Weird huh? Well, that's me. There's a joke about love that I'm supposed to put here but I forgot. Oh well, maybe next time. I guess I'm still drunk for putting all this here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Cya! Let's hear it one more time for Starving guy project and Dirty Dog, you guys KICKED ASS!!! YEAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-113000410715014113?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/113000410715014113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=113000410715014113' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113000410715014113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/113000410715014113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/10/learing-pains-of-truth.html' title='learing the pains of truth'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112953688373382190</id><published>2005-10-17T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T01:14:43.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Break away from stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahh... Yes, just what i needed. A break from all this madness... As if there is such a thing. My first semester as a Psychology student is over. It was good in terms of work load, I did not have to do as much crap as I had to do when I was still in nursing. Its all good. I did a good deed today, I'm not going to share it today though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, enjoy this sem break. Take this time to relax. I dont think I need it though because I had all the relaxing in school. Now, I have to deal with our Alumni shit, God help me I hate it so much. So much useless crap for me to do that I dnt like but I am expected to. It will be much easier for ne if they do not rely on me that much but since they do, fuck it. My neck hurts because I slept on the wrong the pillow a while ago. Yeah, I know you guys aer sick of all the negative shit that I write but this is the purpose of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added a video player in blog a while ago. Thats so cool. Taproot, AC/DC, Sevendust, Dream theatre and Chevelle. Speaking of music, I forgot to buy tickets for the battle of the bands on friday. GO STARVING GUY PROJECT!!! Kickass boys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so retarded, not that I aint... Crazy fuck that I am, I think that I can be a better person... But what for? hehehe... Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have a few days before something happens, I dreamed that I had vertigo while I was watching the battle of the bands. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, cya...&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/11777056-112953688373382190?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112953688373382190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112953688373382190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112953688373382190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112953688373382190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/10/break-away-from-stress.html' title='Break away from stress'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112879779517202788</id><published>2005-10-09T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T11:56:35.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Admiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/slowdown.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" align="left" /&gt;Lets see... What happened this week?  I finally started on my society paper, thankfully its still due tomorrow. I still have a few revisions to make. I defended my filipino "thesis" already so that means after tomorrow, I dont need to do anything aside from taking the exams. Hehehe... This kicks ass, although its not yet over.&lt;br /&gt;Cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;I need to keep up. What can I do, I can't lose you.&lt;br /&gt;Its happening again. I thought I lost it already but...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think i will just sing to calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy this song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Admiration" -Incubus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you move in slow motion?&lt;br /&gt;Everything goes by so fast&lt;br /&gt;Just slow down a little&lt;br /&gt;Save the best part for last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You speak in riddles&lt;br /&gt;Your intentions turn me on&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours forever&lt;br /&gt;                                             Will you love me when i'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             When i'm gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             You're an unfenced fire! (i'm gone)&lt;br /&gt;                                             Over walls we travel! (i'm gone)&lt;br /&gt;                                             Its you I admire! (i'm gone)&lt;br /&gt;                                             My living example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             Your eyes are an undiscovered ocean far away&lt;br /&gt;                                             Any minute now keeping both poets and priests at bay&lt;br /&gt;                                             Don't get ahead of me could we just this once see eye to eye?&lt;br /&gt;                                             What you offer has me Ask me how it feels to vie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             To vie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             Your an unfenced fire! (to vie)&lt;br /&gt;                                             Over walls we travel! (to vie)&lt;br /&gt;                                             Its you I admire! (to vie)&lt;br /&gt;                                             My living example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             Its a photograph discovered a decade after&lt;br /&gt;                                             Its a cannon blast disguised as a firecracker&lt;br /&gt;                                             Its enough to bring a brick wall to its knees&lt;br /&gt;                                            And sing, please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            Could you move in slow motion?&lt;br /&gt;                                            Everything goes by so fast&lt;br /&gt;                                            Just slow down a little&lt;br /&gt;                                            Save the best part for last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            For last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            You're an unfenced fire! (for last)&lt;br /&gt;                                            Over walls we've travel! (for last)&lt;br /&gt;                                            Its you I admire! (for last)&lt;br /&gt;                                            My living example&lt;br /&gt;                                            My living example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            Its you I admire!!&lt;br /&gt;                                            My living example&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112879779517202788?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112879779517202788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112879779517202788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112879779517202788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112879779517202788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/10/admiration.html' title='Admiration'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112817899767092431</id><published>2005-10-01T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T08:03:17.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this me talking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I have been mentioning the past I dont know how long, after happiness comes a sort of&lt;br /&gt;not-so-nice feeling. Its not necessarily sadness, could be either dissapointment or lonliness,&lt;br /&gt;something that does not feel good. Pain? is it pain? I dont know, My mind is rattling and&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why? I wrote all good stuff in my last post, but this is after. Naturally, I will&lt;br /&gt;write about my woes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest thing bothering me right now is the theses that I have to submit and defend next week, society and culture and retorika. Actually, I was supposd to submit the retorika yesterday, but being the lazy ass I am... you know. So, instead of writing this, why not work on my theses? Good question, someone please answer that question for me, I am stumped. Fuck it! I feel overwhelmed by my lack of values and good characteristics. We are all going to die anyway, so what the fuck is the point of doing anything? We are all just choosing how we die. A friend told me that I choose to die without having to experience responsibility ansd things that are of consequence to adults and young adults. Whatever dude, I dont give a flying rats ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I just do nothing, random thoughts enter my head that make me ask a lot of questions about the mystery that is life. All the more I reflect about how useless it is for me to be living in the first place. I should enjoy my life. I SHOULD NOT be bound by the rules and norms of society and my family, but I dont think I was brought up this way. God Dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun last wednesday, there was this really nice hour that I wish would never end. Thursday&lt;br /&gt;and friday, I blew off my thesis for DoTA. I am not really a fan of DoTA, but it sure beats the&lt;br /&gt;hell out if thesis. The speech fest was only so-so, it was not a real grand event for me, although&lt;br /&gt;it ended pretty nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess a while ago was a real cranium basher...literaly. I thought the day would suck as soon&lt;br /&gt;as I woke up from probably the best dream I had in years. I cursed my phone for setting off and&lt;br /&gt;I nearly threw it. My breakfast was not even near sufficient. When I stepped outside the gate of&lt;br /&gt;my house, the rain poured down really hard so I thought this is some kind of punishment for all&lt;br /&gt;the bad things I've done. I got to school not drenched thankfully, but no one was there, I waited&lt;br /&gt;for an hour before someone came. Then when my colleagues came, I felt really excited to see one of them, I dont know why exactly. When she came, I heard the band of my friends play, so I ran down to gym1 to see their performance. I forgot about everyhing for that moment they were playing so that I give them my full attention. After their song, I realized that I did not invite anyone to go with me, I am forgetting my manners. At lunch time, I really was dissapointed, because of a reason I am still trying to figure out. My head all of a sudden felt as though it was benig drilled or smashed by a maul. I lost my energy and my will to do anything. Luckily, I brought my MP3 player to give me a boost of energy or anger that I need to make me walk. Up to now, My head is slowly being demolished by some unknown force (maybe Darth Vader, hehehe...). What the fuck is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a very dissapointing day, I have no right and no reason to feel this way though and&lt;br /&gt;I am trying my best to fight it. Sorry, I guess. This sucks... Wala na si BeeBoy kasi eh.&lt;br /&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/11777056-112817899767092431?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112817899767092431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112817899767092431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112817899767092431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112817899767092431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/10/is-this-me-talking.html' title='Is this me talking?'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112782548723330995</id><published>2005-09-27T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T05:51:27.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH, KICK ASS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/carrottatsu.gif" align="left" /&gt;I think this entire section will be dedicated to the good thingsthat happened to me since my last blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my friend Jeremy's house to celebrate his birthday. Some of the 3rd year BSN boys were there too. My old classmates. We had a great time eating, drinking and Jamming. Yup, their band was practicing for the screening next saturadayfor the BATTLE OF THE BANDS, WHICH IS ON OCTOBER 21 (I was just advertising). Anyway, I had a blast. Aside from the free food and beer, the songs these guys played were kick ass not-so-popularsongs, but really good songs. I went there around 9 p.m in saturaday and stayed until 4:20 a.m the next morning. Us last men standing had to finish the beer since all of the BSN guys left (aside from jeremy of course).&lt;br /&gt;I'll just say it straight, DLSU beat Ateneo. I dont want to elaborate much on the beatingthat DLSU gave ADMU in the 2nd half. it was a good game despite the 17 point victory by DLSU. ADMUwas even up by 3 at the end of the half. After the game, I went to Jeremy's house again to copy some of his songs to my MP3 player. I was really ecstatic, I could not wait to get home and listen to my favorite band- I Mother earth,right away. I also got the news that Fernando Alonso became champion in Formula-1 racing. Ha! Serves Michael Schumacher right for being so...so...so... drunk? I dint know, I'm just glad thatMichael Schumacher is not the champion anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/adventc.jpg" align="left" /&gt;The past week, I also got to watch one of the best movie I have ever seen, maybe the best animated film ever created so far. It is called Final Fantasy VII: Advent children. Just the openingscence left me in awe, mouth agape by the beautiful animated creation. Because ofthis movie, I have the biggest crushes on non-existent girls. It's weird but Tifa, aerith and yuffieare really hot. Why cant real women be that hot and that pretty (no offense to anyone).This movie gave me a hangovereven before I drank beer at Jeremy's place. That was a kick-ass movie to say the least. Great movie isan understatement for that movie. I guess the only problem aside from the ending is that it isso short, a movie that great should deserve at least 3 hours of screening time. Forget 3 hours, 10hours would probably alright I guess. You guys should watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while ago, I found out that my grade in society went up by 4 percent. I was shocked, I thought I got a lowergrade. That made me want to do the damned "Thesis" we need to defend next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to play basketball again a while ago. I had a good sweat. I hope I lost a few pounds but I doubtwith all the rice, meat plus the bouble cheeseburger meal I ate. That was really scrumptious. After basketball,I helped the CS/IT bring the computers upstairs for the games tomorrow. I got to play DoTA. Cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about it. I hope to endulge myself in more happines once more... I think I've gone crazy again... Why is the blue sky?Cya all!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112782548723330995?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112782548723330995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112782548723330995' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112782548723330995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112782548723330995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/09/yeah-kick-ass.html' title='YEAH, KICK ASS!!!'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112748421367803230</id><published>2005-09-23T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T07:03:33.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An ending fit for champions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 129px; HEIGHT: 103px" height="107" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/1on1.jpg" width="128" align="left" /&gt;You see this huh? These guys are the champs... Well maybe not, but a guy can dream right? Actually, this is the time half of the white team had a 1-on-1 tournament and I won. I just wish that we were able to be in the semis at least. Oh well, that's life.&lt;br /&gt;My congratulations to all the teams who made it into the final four, especially the champions pink team and yellow team.&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd season of the college cup has ended yesterday. It was so far the most spectacular ending we had in the college cup starting with the dance troop, followed by the 3-point shootout and free-throw shootout, followed by battle for 3rd, then another presentation, then the highly anticipated championship battle, then finished off with the awarding ceremony. I thought it was quite anti-climactic, especially for the volleyball championship. I was expecting another nail-biting 2 and a half hour battle between Yellow and green like their last 2 matches. I did expect yellow to win but that quick. I also expected gray to win againt maroon. In all honesty, I did not know what to expect in the basketball chmpionship between red and pink. I was glad to have witnessed such a test of character and heart, both teams showed championship form but i think the Red team lost their focus because of the bad calls the referees were making (I feel their pain, then again maybe not). Kudos once more to Pink and Yellow and to all winners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/travelling.gif" align="left" /&gt;Lately, time has been really unkind to me. Everything goes by in a blur that I Dont have any time to prepare myself for the daily trials and requirements. Have I been having a lot of fun lately or am I just slacking off again? I feel the pressure of having to do a lot of stuff with only so little time. And I thought I was going to get the lazy out of my system... I guess I was wrong in that too. I have been procrastinating and everything is bulking up on my shoulders (drama). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a lighter tone, I just bought an MP3 player last wednesday. It kicks ass, although there are no songs yet. hopefully I will by tomorrow. I cant wait, music trip for hours anywhere hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just watched Peter Pan the movie last week, it was a damn good movie. Not only did it have action, I was really "hit" by the character of Peter Pan. I really envy Peter Pan, not having to grow up and free of responsibilities. I wish I were like that, free of responsibilities and all. Peter Pan lives a care-free life that I have longed since I was a kid. I only feel bad for him because of the one thing he knows he must never have is feeling because it is a sign of maturity, although he has it already thanks to Wendy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a week it has been. So much stuff happened and I still need to do the important things like requirements. Not important to me but apparently for me. I dont really care though. It is a sad thing sometimes being an offspring of someone well-respected in school. I apparently have an "image" to protect as my brother so quaintly put it. Whats to become of me? So many pretty women so little time. AHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BeeBoy bids his farewell but will be back soon. Cya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112748421367803230?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112748421367803230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112748421367803230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112748421367803230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112748421367803230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/09/ending-fit-for-champions.html' title='An ending fit for champions'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112683740719379661</id><published>2005-09-16T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T02:37:47.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BeeBoy returns with a vengance</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 188px; HEIGHT: 173px" height="157" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/crispy.jpg" width="199" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last wednesday, I woke up with my right ring finger really swollen. I thought to myself that it was my "Bee sense" tingling, like spiderman. I thought to myself that there would be trouble that day. It turns out I was right, I kept on thinking that there would be trouble that my mind troubled me. I was really worried that somethng bad might happen. Yesterday kicked ass. It was Reuel's birthday. The day started off with society and culture, Shao and I had to report. We did very little research, luckily our professor had something prepared for us to read. Filipino class was really short. Reuel then treated us to KFC for lunch. Before I ate, I tried my best to be a gentleman because one of my friends asked me if I could borrow my umbrella, I just offered to accompany her to her car so that there would no complications waiting. Afterwards, I played basketball for about 2 hours and then I listened to music while waiting for the meeting. After the meeting, I hang around with my former nursing classmates and some 1st years. I was feeling very good. My umbrella got busted, that's the only downfall of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another mufti day. Classes were suspended, meaning so is the College cup Finals. I still dont know which team I woulod like to win. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to Alabang town center a while ago. We watched Brothers Grimm, it was not that good but acceptable. we saw a lot of SISC students, I guess we were not the only ones who did not want to go home yet. It was quite funny, we saw them in school and outside of school. I had good time, I even ate the a la monde Ice cream in Hurricone, the first time I tried it. It was very good, so good it was evil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/trustfade.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Trust I seek and I found in you," (Metallica- nothing else matters) does not apply to my life anymore. I have not ben a good friend lately and some of my old friends have not been very trustworty either, my high batch hates me more because of their back stabbing. They are lucky that I am really close with my batch. "Kaibigan tunay ka ba? Wala na ba ngayon, ang samahan natin?" is more appropriate. My thoughts have really been deviated between girls and music (aside from food). I have no goals in life so that no matter what happens to me in the future, I would not get dissapointed with myself. I will always be happy-go-lucky. BeeBoy has left the building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Actually, this latter part of my blog is just an excuse to post the animated Gif I just created. (I have ti delete it right away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/11777056-112683740719379661?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112683740719379661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112683740719379661' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112683740719379661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112683740719379661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/09/beeboy-returns-with-vengance.html' title='BeeBoy returns with a vengance'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112653334578014605</id><published>2005-09-12T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T06:55:45.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BeeBoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I forgot to mention in my last post about last tuesday. I got stung by a radio-active bee, it had the poer to go through my hand. The new generation bees have developed a way to defend themselves against my hand. I tried to swipe the bee but it went through my hand and it stung my right ring finger as I tried to swipe the bee again. I dont know why, but I suddenly have this craving to sting people. It was the first time I got stung by a bee after killing a lot of them. I am now a superhero called "BeeBoy" because of that incident. Like, Spiderman, I got the characteristics of the insect that bit me. Hehehe... look at criminals, I am here to get you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last saturday was my birthday, I had an Alumni meting that day. The meeting was hella boring as usual, I wasted 2 hours of my day because of that, there was no voleyball game also so it really sucked. I was looking to watch another game of Woodrose too (go number 12). The next day kicked ass though. My Uncle celebrated his birthday together with 3 of my cousins and I. I ate a lot of food and got drunk. My uncle had a lot of Hefeweizer and Unopened liquor bottles. My Brother and I had a lot to drink, I think I was drunk that afternoon, I think that was yesterday afternoon. BeeBoy is now 18 years old, I can go to jail now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pink against Red in the finals, I cant wait for the finals of CCIII. There is stil so much I have to do this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BeeBoy out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112653334578014605?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112653334578014605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112653334578014605' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112653334578014605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112653334578014605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/09/beeboy.html' title='BeeBoy'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112628161775168182</id><published>2005-09-09T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T09:00:17.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/atsu.gif" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my life being distorted and slowly fading into the eternal abyss of despair, pain and food. hehehe... Not so bad if I say so myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess its in the atmosphere or its just me, but I feel as though I have any interest in doing any of my academic requirements. I thought that because I am not anymore in Nursing, I would at least try and do what my professors expect of me. Oh well, pleasure before obligations. I guess it is the only trend if not one of the only few that I go along with. I think I failed a quiz in one of my subjects because I failed to submit a rational paper for one of my thesis. I guess it serves me right. As I am typing this, I am thinking about whether to do my thesis stuff or not... I guess not since I am starting to feel a bit sleepy and I still need to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been very busy doing a lot of useless shit. Once again, I am stuck working for something that I do not like. I need to go into a course where you dont have work for anything, like a free-lance course. I've tried not thinking about pretty girls and hot chics but to no avail. I dont like being forced to have responsibilities such as being part of the alumni that I dont even care much about. I want ot play basketball, I need to get my leaping ability again so that I may be of more use to my team again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I watched this Miyazaki cartoon entitled "the cat return", it was good, though not as good as spirited away. I also watched house of the dead which was a load of crap. I finished readin Terry Pratchett's A hat full of sky. It really kicks ass. I thought it was going to be like one of those gay Harry Potter type books but it turns out to be a vintage Terry Pratchett intellectual funny, and I mean relly funny sort-of children's book. I am also trying to memorize some of Rex Navarette's jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, Red won against gray a while ago. Good thing to because it means that the college cup is getting pretty unpredictable. Al of the favorites I suppose have been eliminated already (favorites from the start of the college cup). The score was 51-50, a very tight ball game from start to finish. One thing bothered me in that game though was when one of the players from the red team twisted his knee and I saw his bone protruding. I weakened for a moment, I kinda felt bad for that guy, that was a serious injury. They had to bring him to the hospital. Our very own master Ryu all of a sudden nearly collapsed, he became pale but he recovered right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hale has been very disturbing lately. I had I think 3 dreams about them hypnotizing or doing some kind of power to take over minds of girls. I think last wednesday, I heard their songs play for 8 times straight in the morning and another 13 times in the afternoon. They are after me I tell you. They know that I am not a fan and they want me to appreciate their music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I treated some of my friends to lunch a while go together with with my co-birthday celebrant G-ann. I think this is the first time I "celebrated" my birthday since 6th grade.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I forgot all the other stuff I was supposed to write because I am listening to music and I think I am distracted by the magical sounds.&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/11777056-112628161775168182?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112628161775168182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112628161775168182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112628161775168182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112628161775168182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-my-life-being-distorted-and.html' title=''/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112566693916432143</id><published>2005-09-02T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T06:15:39.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some more stuff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuck, I am back to my old slacker ways again (when was I not a slacker? Stupid). Well, Midterms are over and I still dont know what I will do with my life. I have a lot of problems to take care of, like the crystal anniversary of SISC.  Dammit, us alumni do not have anything yet. This should not be my problem anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got a new pet, he was a fish. It was a fresh water fish, I go hungry and fried him, he was a very useful and very tasty pet. Too bad he's gone now, down the toilet if you get my drift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been joking around a lot lately, not realizing that it might turn into something very seroius. i dont know, I'm suddenly feeling very strange lately. I've been visited by this girl in my dreams the past few days, she is long gone now but all of a sudden, she came back to my mind because of a certain friend of mine reminds me of her. Damn, I thought I had totally blocked her out already. Anyway, I love the rush of being free, but it makes me so Hungry. a while ago, I ate whuile waiting for my friends to finish their exams, I ate while waiting for the Mcdonalds delivery, I ate while waiting for our meeting, I ate while at the meeting, I ate after the meeting, I ate when I arrived home, and I am currently eating right now. And I wonder why I gain a few pounds?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont know what else to write, I'm still confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tomorrow is Peer counseling shit, lets see what happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go white team! blah blah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112566693916432143?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112566693916432143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112566693916432143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112566693916432143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112566693916432143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/09/some-more-stuff.html' title='Some more stuff...'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112481146100756829</id><published>2005-08-23T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T08:37:41.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our season has come to an unfortunate end. We did all we could, and yet we did not make the semis yet again. It is very frustrating, we did not play as we had expected. I really thought we could make the semis this sem. We nearly beat yellow and gray, but we just had to crumble at crunch time. Oh well, there is always next sem... Once more. This time I hope we make it to the semis, and past that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our official standing is 2-3. Yup, we won a while ago, it was not a blow-out as I had expected, I believe the opposing team played their hearts out even though it was stil a non-bearing game. I really did not like how I played though because there were no chicks (for me) watching. Whatever, I was really hungry also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this field trip last saturday, it was really nice in the bus, thats all I could say. The play we watched was quite funny although I did not enjoy the story that much. My bus mates were really rowdy and I was too angry, frustrated and lazy to try and discipline them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling really dissapointed last week. I did not get to blog last saturady so I forgot why, I think it was because of the game against the gray team and because I lost Php 1000. There is this one girl that I think I like very much, I'm not sure. She reminds me of a girl that I nearly courted last last summer before she left. Dont worry, I have no plans of courtship at the moment, I'm still too lazy. I want to DO SOMETHING! great... bitch. All these thoughts plus some rumors that i did not need to hear are stuck in my head. I want to let go of it all but I dont know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to do and so little time to do it. One thing that I like though is that we have to places to hang-out now, the college cafe and the 2nd floor. Two choices, the latter if it gets too crowded or too hot. Hehehe... la lng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO SOMETHING!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bitch...&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/11777056-112481146100756829?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112481146100756829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112481146100756829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112481146100756829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112481146100756829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-to-do.html' title='What to do?'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112394570774409647</id><published>2005-08-13T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T08:08:48.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abyssmal black pit of despair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been doing my best in endeavors I know I have a hard time doing. I dont really give a shit about things I'm know I'm good at because I am already good at it and I dont need to prove anything. If I fail, then it is my fault, I accept it whole-heartedly. Its just that if I try, I do not want my efforts to be for naught. There are still things that are still very difficult for me that I want to be good at. It pains me more to know that I am a failure in things that I am not very good at more than it pains me to fail in things that I know I am good at. It is because rarely do I exert effort and to know that my efforts have been wasted makes me feel crippled and useless, my paranoia sets in and I become a different person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me clear something up. People always ask me why I am quiet (I dont know how they think I am quiet) or why I seem to be alone (again, why is that?). Well, i enjoy solitude, I rarely feel lonely anymore because being alone will never get you hurt. Happiness for me only means dissapointment and great pain afterwards. I've never been in state of being happy for more than an hour or two. What a great life I live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, so much for the damn introduction. It was MassCom night last night. It was hella boring. A lot of people did not show up. There were more awkward moments than attendees. hahaha... Sorry MassCom. The food was... only chips and I had only one stick of barbeque. I helped out in carrying heavy equipment even though we have a game the next day (which was a while ago). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There were intersting moments that I remember happening last night, a COL officer was harassed by some guy and I had the decency to tell him to "Get out or I will shove your balls up your ass". He probably thought I was joking because he just laughed. I had no time to stoop down to his level. I really enjoyed the hot chics, I mean looking at them. I even got to talk to some of them for a while. I also enjoyed the 70's music. Finally, someone had the sense to actually play good music. Its too bad I cant share other details of what happened to me last night. People will be pissed at me. I enjoyed but after, I felt that sad and disapointed feeling, not to mention my left bicep was aching when I came home. I had to walk home because I could not get a tricycle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We lost a while ago. We had the game in our hands, we played our cards right...Then we crumbled. That loss just slimmed our chances of getting in the semis. We are stuck in a really big hole. Its like the flop and turn have all been dealt and our only hope of winning is gettin one certain card for th river. If we are lucky, we still might win if the river is that certain card. We will be put to the test now. I BELIEVE WE CAN DO THIS. WAKE UP WHITE TEAM, PLEASE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHITE TEAM! DO SOMETHING!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bitch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112394570774409647?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112394570774409647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112394570774409647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112394570774409647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112394570774409647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/08/abyssmal-black-pit-of-despair.html' title='Abyssmal black pit of despair'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112368671902640564</id><published>2005-08-10T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T08:11:59.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bittersweet start</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah, glory is never tasted better after ytou have waited your entire life for it... Too bad I've never tasted it in its finest... yet. After a sorry performance against pink, we bounced back againt aqua blue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Somehow, I did not feel as though we won last saturday. We won by a lot, more than our loss last friday but it is not as overwhelming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was really excited last friday because it was our first game this season against giants. I was all hyped-up and I could feel the crowd's energy. Once I stepped inside the court, I fed-off the crowd's energy but it was not enough since we lost a heart-breaking 20 points. I was not really dissapointed, more like pissed-off. The next day, we bounced back and showed team basketball. We won by 31. It did not really matter to me because I knew that our opponent does not play much organized basketball. At least we learned from our mistakes. It just shows that we have matured as players. I hope we will win our next 3 games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WHITE TEAM! DO SOMETHING!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bitch...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112368671902640564?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112368671902640564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112368671902640564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112368671902640564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112368671902640564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/08/bittersweet-start.html' title='Bittersweet start'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112274257192236143</id><published>2005-07-31T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T09:56:11.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ever-lasting legacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah, the long wait is finally over. College cup opening, what a very pleasant way of endin a very stressful week. I have been waiting for months for college cup III to start. A new season begins, new oportunities, new opponents and another chance to grab the college cup title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday was the opening of the college cup. The wait was terrible but for good reasons. It was very exciting, I could not hold in my enthusiasm and excitement for long. I was glad to see gym2 full of supporters and the colors were simply extravagant (oxymoron). I think the muses were a sight for sore eyes and to our beautiful muse, Miki, we thank for participating. Thanks to all the white team supporters also for showing up cheering for us in the parade. The opening of college cup was really successful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I lost my voice again because of the two basketball games and one long volleyball game. All of which, were close games. I was shouting a lot of stuff from 5:30 up to around 9. I thought I was about to have a heart attack because of the really close games. The volleyball game was spectacular, a real treat to watch. I dont know how long that game was, it ended at around 9 and it started when the first half of the gray-yellow basketball game was being played. The volleyball game needed 5 sets again for the victor to be decided, just like last season's finals. Just like last season's finals, yellow won the hard-fought battle but we cant discount the fact that the green team pushed the yellow team to the edge. I did not know which team I was routing for, it seemed as though I was clapping for every play that was being made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basketball games were not that different, both games were hard-earned wins. The gray had to win against yellow in over-time, it was even close in overtime. The beauty of the colege cup legacy is that it never ceases to produce really equal match-ups.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of legacy, the black team's legacy is in jeopardy when they were dealt a heart-breaking upset against the red team. That shattered white team's bragging rights of being the only team that defeated black. This just shows how unpredictable this tournament really is. A disspointing 1-point loss. That's gotta hurt for black, losing by 1 point again. My hats off to the red team for defeating black, it was a very tough battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White team, it is our chance to shine. Let us show them that we are a force to be reckoned with, let's kick some ass. LET'S GO WHITE TEAM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112274257192236143?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112274257192236143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112274257192236143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112274257192236143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112274257192236143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/07/ever-lasting-legacy.html' title='The ever-lasting legacy'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112213983197701530</id><published>2005-07-24T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T10:30:31.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today started out really great. I had a delicious breakfast, followed by brunch, then lunch followed by UAAP action. UP finally lost and DLSU won. Yey! I played PS2 for about 2 hours and then dinner. After that, things went kind of slow... and boring. So, what I did was stay in my room and just think about stuff. I was lucky that My Mom and brothers went to a wake, I had a few hours of being alone in my thoughts without being distracted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First think I thought of was music. I realized that as time progresses, music starts to suck ass. Music nowadays becomes too generic because I guess musicians want to make money. Most of the songs now are about love or heartbreaks, just like in the 50's or in the early days. The rock nowadays are so gay, I cant even call it rock any more, it promotes more posers who think they are rockers to arise. Rock music used to have a meaning, rock music stood for something. The rock of today have dollar signs in their music. Iam not considered a rocker I guess because I dont appreciate today's rock as much as I enjoy rock in the 80's and 90's. Songs before had deeper meaning to it than love. The best era of music for me was the 70's. In the 70's, songs were about music, what could top that? Even rap was better before, the likes of Tupac can never be replaced. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel that a lot of good bands have sold out. I think that trend started with Korn or Limp Bizkit. Now, I think Audioslave is selling out too. Their 1st album was much better tha their 2nd, although their 2nd became number 1 album in the USA. Bands like I Mother earth, 36 crazy fists, CKY should have a prize for not caring about money. Bands like those continue to rock on. Kudos to all underground rock bands who have stayed underground for years. Kick ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am sorry, I m really sensitive when it comes to music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For some time, I thought about random stuff (I live a pretty boring life).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dont understand why some people really cant get along. And there are also special situations and awkward situations. There are some couples who are in love or think that they are in love for a long time and all of a sudden they just break-up and they dont seem to notice each other anymore. I've a lot of friends who are like that and I get caught in the middle of that tension. It can be suffocating sometimes, like claustrophobia. I hope I will not be in one of those situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Death is probably the most natural thing in life (ironic isnt it?), you cant escape it no matter how much you want to avoid it. The sad thing is that it can strike anyone at any moment at any place. What sucks is that someone you really care about dies and you still have a lot to say to that person or vice-versa. The feeling of regret will eat you inside and how to live your life will not be easier anymore. Yup, it is a bitch but it happens. That is why it is always better to play it safe and stop procrastinating. This message is to all you love birds out there. hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another sad thought I have is that reality is only another illusion (another irony right there). Ever wonder why shit keeps happening over and over, like Deja vous. Science has no explanation for science, the only truths that are believeable are lies. I talk a lot of shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112213983197701530?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112213983197701530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112213983197701530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112213983197701530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112213983197701530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/07/deep-thoughts.html' title='Deep thoughts'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112204993577852164</id><published>2005-07-23T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T09:32:15.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Sick"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What are these feelings through me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How'd you get inside mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everything that lies around me Is a joke for me to criticize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You've taken everything from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Taking everything that I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now that everythings gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Theres nothing left for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can't you see the ones in need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This isn't over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sick of all this pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I take it all away, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alone here on this earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till my eyes close and dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never thought I'd ever see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A day like this would ever come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And now we all need to stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stand in all as one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take a look around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to all you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it could all be goneJust like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How could you go and just go and take someones life from under them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And I hope you die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope you rot in hell If not I'll show you pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sick of all this pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I take it all away, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alone here on this earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till my eyes close and dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How the fuck,Can you just take someone's life away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How the fuck,Can you just take someone's life away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sick of all this painSo I take it all away, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alone here on this earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till my eyes close and dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How the fuck, Can you just take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This isn't over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How the fuck, Can you just take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This isn't over I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How the fuck, Can you just take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This isn't over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How the fuck, Can you just take someone's life away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Seven Wiser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112204993577852164?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112204993577852164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112204993577852164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112204993577852164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112204993577852164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/07/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112204915702451933</id><published>2005-07-23T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T09:32:37.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sigh of relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Whew! At last, prelims are over. Tapos na prelims!!! wohoo!!! Bagsak ata ako sa filipino, nooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like celebrating... No wait, that's my stomach talking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a week, that was probably the most hassle-free prelims week I had since first year. I cant see straight, I cant hear properly. hahaha, I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening of college cup next week, I hope we show everyone that white team is a force to reckon with. Damn, my injuries are not completely healed. Its my stupidity and arrogance that led to my mishaps. Anyway, i hope it will heal in a week. I need to prepare myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at a loss for words yet again. GO WHITE TEAM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112204915702451933?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112204915702451933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112204915702451933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112204915702451933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112204915702451933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/07/sigh-of-relief.html' title='A sigh of relief'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112152771705325271</id><published>2005-07-16T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T08:28:37.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired with nothing to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not sure exactly what happened this week but I always felt very tired when I go home. I think I lost weight not only because of basketball but also because of all the errands that I do in school for the master. hehehe... I knew that I'd be forever scarred because of our "winning" video. People will never let it go, I hope it will soon pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Help me, I am so bored. I've got nothing to do when I am at home. Anyway, I really don't know what write... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time sure flies really fast. I don't think I need to remind you guys that Its already our prelim  exams next week. Study hard guys and good luck in your exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112152771705325271?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112152771705325271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112152771705325271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112152771705325271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112152771705325271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/07/tired-with-nothing-to-do.html' title='Tired with nothing to do'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112084380363680052</id><published>2005-07-09T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T10:30:03.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unforgettable Night?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I started the day by going to Nuguid's house to get his video cam. I got to see his chow chow,  she's so cute. Reuel was terrified of her, made me laugh. We played tekken 5 in his house while waiting. I missed my first class but its okay, its for the presentation. The day seemed to get more stressful because of the long exercises we had in stat, it was manageable though. Jenny and Reuel went back and forth to convert the mini DVs into whatever was needed for it to be edited. We had around two hours of editing before college night started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was expecting the college night to be a complete disaster honestly. I had these thoughts that the food might not be enough, only a few of the SSC-COL would attend and technical problems would be rampant. What do you know, I stand corrected yet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;College night kicked ass!!! YEAH!!! A decent number of people showed up, some of the girls that I like showed up too. I won a southville cap... a purple one. There were also a few praise-worthy presentations; the BSN 3 and christian's dance. Thank you BSN 3 for playing good music in the college night. Chloe was sang on stage, now that's something you dont see everyday. Of course the biggest surprise of all was the awarding. Our group won. Our video presentation was screwed-up and I was really embarassed. The dance number was really great though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still cannot believe our presentation was the best. I never felt so embarassed yet so proud. People were congratulating me for my "performance" on screen although some maybe be of mockery. I dont care anymore, I mean we won right? I guess the people liked the parts with Reuel and my emoting parts, of course how could I forget Justin Timberlake's clone Christian Sekhanan. Chris, I owe you one. I really enjoyed this college night, perhaps even more than last year's college night. Congrats to everyone who participated and to those who helped out in making this night into a complete success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I celebrated by going home and forgetting my duties and I forgot to return the radios to the guard. I watched star wars episode III DVD while eating and drinking some juice. I wanted this night to last forever. Too bad the good things in life never last. Well, I'll be seeing you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112084380363680052?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112084380363680052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112084380363680052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112084380363680052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112084380363680052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/07/unforgettable-night.html' title='Unforgettable Night?'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112039032386423537</id><published>2005-07-02T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T04:40:34.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This past week has been sort of a break-through for me in terms of mentality and social skills. I am officially part of ROTARACT, collegiate mover and SSC-COL. I have never joined any social group in my life. My free time will dimish becaus of these, not to mention I have to keep up with basketball. I wonder how other active students get to balance things out. I always feel weak an powerless at the day's end. Another thing is that I've been eating non-stop lately, do you think it is just to compensate for the loss of energy that my daily activities require?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was no different. I went to my friend Mary's birthday party and was really hungry. I ate half of the order of crispy pata, maybe a whole order of sisig, some chicken, squid, peanut butter soup, 2 rice. This was in Gerry's grill, I was really grateful for that but I was not satisfied. I needed dessert. Good thing I had a meeting afterwards at Conti's. As soon as I got there, I ordered 2 slices of oreo cheese cake and a slice of that mango cream cake thing. The meeting was fun, I got to know my higher-batch a little better. I went to tropical hut to order a classic burger because i miss it, I also wanted to order spring chicken but I had a budget. I went to ruins to buy garlic peanuts and some zagu. I spent nearly 2 weeks allowance on food alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am trying to cut down on food, but it seems that everytime I eat little by little, I get really hungry and eat more. I guess I am not used to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh yeah, bit of good news, I'll be wearing my uniform this week, probably on tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112039032386423537?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112039032386423537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112039032386423537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112039032386423537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112039032386423537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/07/out-of-breath.html' title='Out of breath'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-112038961166154696</id><published>2005-07-02T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T04:20:11.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreaking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maria Sharapova lost last friday to Venus Williams. She looked so sad when she was interviewed after the match. Her eyes were glassy, as if she were about to cry, I couldn't bear to watch. It makes me feel sad too. She'll be back, I just know it... She's no quitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(stupid anti-virus wouldn't allow pop-ups. No pic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-112038961166154696?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/112038961166154696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=112038961166154696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112038961166154696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/112038961166154696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/07/heartbreaking.html' title='Heartbreaking...'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111971471392172771</id><published>2005-06-25T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T08:52:54.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It seems that whenever I get a chance to do something nice for myself, there is always someone or some people that will ruin it for me? The worse part is, that someone or some people happen to be the people that are supposed to support me. I make plans at least a week before I do something. I prepare my stuff, tell my friends what my plans are... then I get ordered to do something abruptly. I want to play basketball but I have to pick my little brother up, why cant my dad do it? I dont care. Dammit, I wanted to go see the capping of my friends a while ago (congratulations to all 3rd year SISC Nursing students by the way, sorry I wasn't able to see it) but I had something to do that I did not like. I tried to complain only to realize that it was futile. My brother got has an excuse since he has school and a girlfriend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apparently, my social life does not matter to them because I dont talk to them. GOD DAMMIT!!! This the reason why I dont want anything to do with them. They make me fell like a slave. I understand if my friends think I abandon them a lot or lie to them. I dont think there is something I can do about it though. If only my madness will come to an end. I guess I am a chip-of-the-old-block after all. Well at least they allowed me to shift course. I feel like I will never amount to anything because of these "limitations". Somehow I get the feeling like I am the "experimental child", the one that the parents try out a different method of raising a child. I don't think they realize that I have a mind of my own. It's just too bad that I dont argue with a lot of people or have these rage fits, it could be fun you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had this whole week planned out for me, basketball on tuesday, thursday and maybe friday. Have a drinking session on wednesday and meet new people. Unfortunately, My little brother does not go with the school bus yet and I had to be honest when my parents asked me what I will be off. Why does telling the truth suck? I only got to finish playing basketball on thursday, I did get to drink because I was off too late for my brother. I hope I get to do what I plan to do next week now that My little brother goes with the bus service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111971471392172771?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111971471392172771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111971471392172771' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111971471392172771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111971471392172771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/06/lifes-bitch.html' title='Life&apos;s a bitch'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111971277018764224</id><published>2005-06-25T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T08:19:30.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>think you've tasted beer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to share something to everyone. Now, I dont usually do this a lot, I am a selfish man but hey... I do not really like beer until I tasted real german beer. Last wednesday, my friend Peter wanted me to try this german beer called hefeweizen. Hefe" means yeast, "Weizen" means wheat. We went to p-games to get a drink and I was so excited to taste it. The price was pretty intimidating, Php 100 for a 500 ml can of beer. Luckily, I did not hve to spend anything because of my friends are generous. Peter and I taught them how to play texas hold-em and we had a blast. Anyway, the hefeweizen's brand in p-games was oettinger. I was told that it was one of the top classes of hefeweizen but it is not the best. I was pretty impressed by it, it tasted so good and felt so creamy. You can drink a lot and not feel a thing. I just got to have more. I am currently looking for Schöfferhofer Hefeweizen and Gutmann Hefeweizen, I hear that these are the top brands of hefeweizen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hefeweizen is a top fermented, unfiltered, bottle conditioned wheat beer with a noticeable yeast sediment and a cloudy appearance. Even though it was not poured properly and lots of foam are on the glass, the beer sort of goes up while the foam settles down when you drink it. It has a 4.9% alcohol content. I think this beer beats the hell out of san miguel or red horse, the only problem is the small amount of alcohol content. What the heck, that means I could take in more. I urge all beer drinkers to try it (hefeweizer), its top class i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My thanks to Peter, Rebbo, Doms and Mary for sharing this delight with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111971277018764224?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111971277018764224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111971277018764224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111971277018764224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111971277018764224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/06/think-youve-tasted-beer.html' title='think you&apos;ve tasted beer?'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111911373964868491</id><published>2005-06-19T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T09:55:39.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First week of school...</title><content type='html'>I'm still alive, Hooray for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First of, I am switching to small font because majority of the readers wanted it so (by that I meant ryu). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was really excited when I arrived at school last tuesday. New school year, new beauties, new friends, new "opportunities", and once more... more new pretty girls. Oh, and how can I forget, NEW COURSE (for me at least. hehehe...) I dont know why but the first day was not so excited the first day of school. I dont know if it is because I did not have my new uniform yet or if it is because of the screwed up weather we were having or because I did not see as much pretty girls as I expected to see. Maybe it was because I did not get to attend my only 2 classes for the day and went home at around 5 pm. Well, at least I ate krispy kreme. yum yum. I saw lovely ladies here and there but I doubt that I will like them as much as I liked last years's batch.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It really feels great to be in different classes with different people. I get to mingle with more people and my classes are really diverse with different courses. It really is fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Kinda feel sorry for Ryu and Jam working their asses off just to make sure the college convocation goes well, only to be disappointed by the sound system once more. The event I was looking forward to was the modeling of uniforms and accepted attires because my friend JRF and his crush&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;were made partners to go down the red carpet and model on stage. I was denied my only satisfaction in this convocation because I was ORDERED to serve halved sandwhiches to the hungry professors. I swear, I only got to sit in the last ten minutes of the program.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cant complain, I got want I wanted (which is shift from Nursing). My former classmates from nursing already had a return demonstration in the second day. I am still in relax mode. (FYI, I was in relax mode my first two years in Nursing). Anyway, I hope I survive my envi sci class and hope to not be in jeopardy of ruining this opportunity I have. Cya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111911373964868491?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111911373964868491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111911373964868491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111911373964868491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111911373964868491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-week-of-school.html' title='First week of school...'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111851422373953183</id><published>2005-06-12T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T11:23:43.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected</title><content type='html'>Well, not much happened today. It was the usual daily routine (eat, read, t.v exercise... eat some more). I was flipping through channels because there was nothing to watch and I saw this very pretty japanese actress. Her name is Megumi Ohsawa, sorry I cant show a photo of her, there is still some problems with my low-tech PC. Anyway, Her beauty is exceptional... What the hell, she's damn hot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UFC 53 is in the books last week. I must say, I was impressed by Rich Franklin's fight against former UFC Middle-weight champion Evan Tanner. Rich Franklin obtained the UFC middleweight championship belt from Evan Tanner via Doctor stoppage in the 4th round. It was Very entertaining. The main event was not as fun to watch but very expected. Anfrei Arlovski beat the crap out of Justin Eilers in the first round. (I have not even heard of this Eilers guys prior to this bout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UFC 54 coming up in august. It features Chuck Liddel Defending his belt against the one who delt his firt loss in the UFC, Jeremy Horn. I dont know what to say, both these guys are my favorites. We all know that if the fight is a stand up, its Liddel... On the ground, its Horn. Take your pick. Another good bout will be the match between former UFC heavyweight and light heavyweight champion Randy Couture and Mike Van Arsdale. Its something to look forward to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111851422373953183?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111851422373953183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111851422373953183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111851422373953183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111851422373953183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/06/unexpected.html' title='Unexpected'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111842469700473787</id><published>2005-06-11T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T10:31:37.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At The End Of August</title><content type='html'>Crawling from the floor,I've been there before.&lt;br /&gt;There I was staringback at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just make this clear,it came from these tears.&lt;br /&gt;Carved across our chest, loyalty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the new light,there was young hope.&lt;br /&gt;To underline the meaning,and carve our names in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of August, the end of...&lt;br /&gt;I'll never replace the ones I first made, Jesus, does anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I lit lanterns,to light up all these words,&lt;br /&gt;looking back I knowit's what I'd die for.&lt;br /&gt;And through all of this life,smashed away all the strife,&lt;br /&gt;a friendship I paint, untouchable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;how all of you made me,&lt;br /&gt;how all of you saved me and...&lt;br /&gt;I'll never replace the ones I first made, Jesus, does anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-36 Crazyfists&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111842469700473787?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111842469700473787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111842469700473787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111842469700473787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111842469700473787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/06/at-end-of-august.html' title='At The End Of August'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111842457907373740</id><published>2005-06-10T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T10:29:39.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, Its nice to finally get to use a functioning computer again. hehehe... Its been only a month yet it feels like years... Ok maybe a little exaggeration. I think I maybe overzealous about getting to use a computer, I might not be able to stop for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   So how are you folks doing? (and by folks, I mean the few people who read my gibberish). I kinda got the first-day-of-school jitters I suppose. I have this bad feeling that things will not be as I wanted (what the hell is?). I've been asked to do certain tasks that I either dont know how to do or I have no way of doing. I hope this sem is not going to be hell for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   This past month has been one of the most boring months ever for me. I have no functional computer to use, I am broke, I finished all the games that I have in my PS2 and have no way to get any new games and its freakin hot. I just usd my time to read books. I read 13 books this past month. 2 books of Conn Igguden's Emperor saga (good), 7 habits of teenagers (I wanted to burn it afterwards), champions of the forcs by Kevin Anderson (I love star wars), Starwars labyrinth of evil (Some star wars secrets revealed) by James Luceno, Vector Prime by S.A Salvatore (If you think Star wars ended in revenge of the sith, think again), 7 books of Laurell K. Hamilton's Anita blake vampire hunter series (Impressive, not as good as Anne Rice's though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The best part of this summer for me is watching Starwars episode III: Revenge of the sith. I liked it so much that I watched 10 times in the movie house. A lot of people criticized this film mainly because of Anakin Skywalker. Get this into your heads people, Anakin is a shallow greedy SOB that was too scared to lose his mother, too old to start Jedi training and was not really supposed to be trained anyway. The good thing is, Without Anakin, there would not be starwars at all. Anyway, starwars does not end here, at least not in the movies. The new Jedi order is out and it really good, if you like reading, but starwars is star wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111842457907373740?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111842457907373740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111842457907373740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111842457907373740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111842457907373740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/06/hey-its-nice-to-finally-get-to-use.html' title=''/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111480534275289039</id><published>2005-04-30T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T13:09:02.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let me start of with a joke I heard in one of these "trial" trial cases. It goes something like this: (Lawyer)"What was the first thing your husband said to you when he woke up that morning?"  (Woman)"He said, Where am I, Cathy?"  (Lawyer)"And why did that upset you?"&lt;br /&gt;(Woman) "My name is Susan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... So that was crap (If you didnt get it you're a moron). We had plans to play basketball last thursday but the gym had to be painted. I was really looking forward to playing too. I still have not really finished anything important this summer, shifting, enrolling, shit like that. Its not my fault I slack around a lot, I'm hypegiaphobic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I was alone in the house. I watched t.v but then I got bored so I read. It was great, I cant remember a time when I was not interrupted while in the middle of reading. When I got hungry, I searched the house for food, I came across a few fish (Galungung) and eggs. Not much and I was in a hurry because people could come back anytime. I tried to experiment with everything being fried in olive oil. The fish, the eggs and the rice. It was the best of those I've tasted but it was a waste of olive oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant find any cds of I mother earth anywhere in this area. Any of you know where I could find I mother earth cds please tell me, whether or not it is Original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't gotten enough sleep lately because of the heat. Speaking of heat, Miami won a squeker yesterday, damn good game. I pitty Vince Carter, exerting all that effort just to be pulled down by his teammates. I thought houston would sweep Dallas, lucky I guess. Reggie Miller feels young again, knowing its his final year, I guess he decides to give it all. I think that  when he retires, he'll either be in a wheelchair or in a casket. hehehe... Ok, bad joke, we wouldn't want that to happen to such a great player. Dont worry, Gary Payton will have that kind of spark too. Denver stole the first game from San Antonio but I will stil have to give it San Antonio. I dont think Phili stands a chance against Detroit. I think the only unpredictable series is the one between chicago and washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Benjamin Kicks ass!!! Everything is sucks and I am hungry. There is nothing here to eat so I'll go find a 24 hour fast food place somewhere. Sayonara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111480534275289039?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111480534275289039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111480534275289039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111480534275289039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111480534275289039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/let-me-start-of-with-joke-i-heard-in.html' title=''/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111445591814080302</id><published>2005-04-26T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T07:58:28.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>castitatis lilium</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Elfen Lied&lt;/u&gt; (Elven song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/256/4441/640/eldvd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/256/4441/320/eldvd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 12 hours ago, I just finished watching this anime entitled "elfen lied" for 5 hours straight. It has 13 episodes but I want to watch more. Yes, I watched the whole series in 1 sitting. It isnt quite as straining to the eyes as it sounds. This anime could probably be my favorite if it wasnt so short. Anyway, that anime really brought out something inside me that I thought I lost. I had never seen so much pain, grief, comedy and torn appendages in one show. Everytime I would start hearing girls cry, I wince. It is really painful. I guess this means that I hate reality so much that I somehow want to be "created" by a person. Weird huh? I dont know why Elfen Lied had this moving effect on me. The ending really left me hanging, I still had a lot of unanswered questions regarding the backgrounds of some of the characters. This sudden urge to get more information was annoying me so I had to preoccupy myself. I tried reading, watching, playing, all to no avail (although reading transported my mind to a different place for a while). As I am writing this, I am looking for more info on Elfen Lied. I saw some websitees that there might be an OAV coming out this summer in Japan, I hope it comes out. I'll probably watch it again tomorrow or next week. This is a good anime folks, though not for the weak of heart... But its not real so what the heck. The only thing I'm looking more forward to Elfen Lied is Star wars episode 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111445591814080302?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111445591814080302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111445591814080302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111445591814080302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111445591814080302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/castitatis-lilium.html' title='castitatis lilium'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111401461337642362</id><published>2005-04-21T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T09:55:36.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Era...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday is truly a memorable day, especially for catholics evrywhere. A new pope, a new hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played basketball yesterday, i dont know if I had a good game or what. I just felt like shooting threes and it just went in for most of my shots. We started with a little 2-on-2 game between Ryu and Pao versus Reuel and myself. We won that one. The Ibañez crew came along so we had a 3-on-3 game. The Ibañez's against me, reuel and ryu. It was a tight game, but we prevailed by 1. Next was Me, Jrf and reuel against Pao, JC and his cousin. Reuel was creamed by the Ibañez's cousin. We still won. I was pretty tired by then but I still wanted to play. It was me and Reuel against Jc and his cousin. I barely had the strength to move around so I shot threes. I then felt the familiar aura and when I looked outside, she was there. I got an extra boost of energy because of that. We won because Almost all of my attempts went in... That was thanks to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I went with Rebbo's house in Pampanga to eat. I did not eat after playing basketball so I was in dire need of food. I ate a lot of Lechon, baked tahong, fish, shrimps, goat, chicken a la king and a lot of cake. I was very satisfied with all the food I had eaten, although the weight I tried so hard to lose probably came back because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/256/4441/640/tv_benedictxvi_19apr05_150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/256/4441/320/tv_benedictxvi_19apr05_150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good news, a pope was elected yesterday. Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger was elected pope yesterday. He took the name Benedict XVI, he is 78 years old. You know what that means? That means another papal election in 6 or 7 years. Just kidding, that was a bad joke. Sorry. If they wanted another election in the near future, they should have made Cardinal Sin the Pope. hehehe, low blow? Anyway, this marks a beggining of a new era for the catholic church. Everyone is hoping he will do a splendid job, just like his Predecessor Pope John Paul II. The pressure he must be feeling. Hope he wont get a heart attack soon. The best of luck to the new pope. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111401461337642362?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111401461337642362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111401461337642362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111401461337642362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111401461337642362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-era.html' title='New Era...'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111375438487188291</id><published>2005-04-17T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T08:04:19.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liddell Beats Couture</title><content type='html'>This day started really badly. Just when I was about to sleep around 6 in the morning, my dad told me to watch my little brother since my parents were going out. I tried to get some sleep but my brother kept making noises and he would not stop squirming. My brother woke up throwing a tantrum because my parents were not there... I lost my cool. I endured 4 hours of torment. But as the day progressed, I felt better because things were normal again. The best part of the day was that I found out that Chuck Liddell won against Randy Couture while I was eating Gonuts donuts. Houston finally ended the nuggets' winning streak, which made me feel better too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/256/4441/640/cotlid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 132px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 113px" height="93" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/256/4441/320/cotlid.jpg" width="108" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Take a good look here. This is Chuck Liddell tasting sweet revenge from his defeat against Randy "the natural" Couture during UFC 43. Chuck Liddell hit Couture with a vicious right hook to Couture's chin that sent Couture down and Liddell started pounding away until Big John McCarthy said it was over. First knock out lose by Randy Couture, what a win by Chuck Liddell. Revenge is not the only prize "The Iceman" acquired from this bout, but also the Lightheavy weight championship belt. I guess it is time for Couture to retire. For god's sake, the man is more than 40 years old and he is still fighting. Well, that is why he was champion for a long time. I would like to see a rematch between Tito Ortiz and Chuck Liddell again, but this time for the championship belt. Hehehe... That would be a super re-match. I cant wait to see that ( I hope it will happen). Liddell said he wanted to get the Pride belt from Wanderlei Silva, another super match. I hope that too will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/256/4441/640/gonuts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/256/4441/320/gonuts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had Gonuts for dessert. I had 1 glazed, 1 strawberry filled, 1 strawberry glaze and 2 pastillas filling. Mouth watering gonuts... Mmmmm... I want some more.&lt;br /&gt;yum &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/11777056-111375438487188291?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111375438487188291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111375438487188291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111375438487188291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111375438487188291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/liddell-beats-couture.html' title='Liddell Beats Couture'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111358884529795683</id><published>2005-04-16T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T11:14:05.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking hypocrites</title><content type='html'>Just when I thought I had calmed down, another one has been avoiding me. I know I'm paranoid but, its getting pretty obvious to me that this person is trying to avoid me. The problem here is, I want to talk to that person why that person is acting that way, I want to make sure. That person wont talk to me. If anyone has a problem with me, all they have to do is tell them in my face. I hate it when I have to hear it from other people. I dont know why the fuck people are like this, damn hypocrites. Am I that annoying? Am I nothing but nonsense? Do people think that all I am good for are for laughs? I know peolpe grow tired of me easily, but at least tell me. Its such a shame, I thought these people were my friends. Fucking shitheads will come talk to me only if they have a problem that require my assistance or if they need a big favor. Fucking hypocrites. I dont care if you are pretty or rich or whatever, I hate hypocrites. Mother fuckers!!! Guess you cant trust anyone anymore Hmm? Am I being too paranoid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"SHOW ME THAT FACE! Bring it up to me, SHOW ME THAT FACE! Means nothing to me WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME!&lt;br /&gt;What you see in me,&lt;br /&gt;A motherfucker without a life that's always gettin' somethin'&lt;br /&gt;What you see in me, I GOT A LIFE! YOU GET A LIFE AND SHOW ME SOMETHIN!"&lt;br /&gt;-sevendust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111358884529795683?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111358884529795683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111358884529795683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111358884529795683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111358884529795683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/fucking-hypocrites.html' title='fucking hypocrites'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111358758599840424</id><published>2005-04-16T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T10:53:06.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a cool summer day</title><content type='html'>Finally, rainfall. I have been wondering when the weather will start cooling. It was not that hot, I actually got to sleep this afternoon (yesterday). I got to do a lot yesterday, I did not do a lot of playing PS2 though. I read, rested my eyes for a while (which eventualy led to sleep), cleaned my room, watched a lot of t.v. I actually just finished with an anime marathon with the dvds I borrowed from Ryu. I watched grave of the fireflies (Kicks ass), Mononoke hime and spirited away. Great anime I tell you, I dont know how american cartoons can compete with that caliber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very rested now, its been a long time since I got to rest properly without waking up feeling the perspiration and the humid air choking me. I just hope this kind of cool weather will last long. I also sort of calmed down a bit with this kind of weather. If it becomes hot again, so will my temper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111358758599840424?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111358758599840424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111358758599840424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111358758599840424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111358758599840424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/cool-summer-day.html' title='a cool summer day'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111332414045965761</id><published>2005-04-12T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T09:42:20.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good timing</title><content type='html'>As hot as it was today, I still managed to play basketball. I played for around three hours with Pao, Reuel, Rod, Ryu and JRF. I haven't played for I think 2 or 3 weeks and boy did I get tired easily. I lost my athletism and my shooting, it really pissed me off. When I arrived in school this morning, I was bored so I roamed around for a bit, I saw something that rattled my nerves. I started punching the wall to sort of alleviate my rage, and I did something very stupid (as if punching the wall was not stupid enough) I hit the corner of wooden thing hanging in the wall. So, instead of just having a smal bruise in my knuckles, I have an annoying scratch with my bruise. Prior to the basketball game, I was already feeling woozy and my hands were not a hundred percent so I had to exert a little more effort to play. I think that today was really a good time for me to lpay basketball, I just realized that I needed to play a physical game to keep me in shape and in condition. Not to mention to release unwanted feelings inside of me. The game became pretty rough when my body could take no more (or maybe it just feels that way because my body became weaker as I get tired).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am such an ass, I am a selfish jerk who wants nothing more than other people's misery. When I saw them, part of me wanted to tell them of how big hypocrites they are... I dont think they know me though, its wrong. Its just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching some urban ledgends in discovery channel. I like this channel, it tells you what true and whats not, unlike the super powers in the world today, telling us what to believe and what not to believe. I aslo have to tell you, I envy those travelling cooks in travel and adventure channel. Lucky bastards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111332414045965761?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111332414045965761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111332414045965761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111332414045965761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111332414045965761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/good-timing.html' title='Good timing'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111324139280679270</id><published>2005-04-12T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T10:43:12.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything about you</title><content type='html'>Here is a song that reminds me of my good friends' relationship. Somehow, I feel this way too, I dont know to whom though, but I kinda brought it down to three girls. This sing kicks ass. Its called (I hate) everything about you by Three days Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we lie awake&lt;br /&gt;After every hit we take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every feeling that I getBut I haven't missed you yet&lt;br /&gt;Every roomate kept awake&lt;br /&gt;By every silent scream we make&lt;br /&gt;All the feelings that I get&lt;br /&gt;But I still dont missed you yet&lt;br /&gt;Only when I stop to think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love you&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time we lie awake&lt;br /&gt;After every hit we take&lt;br /&gt;Every feeling that I get&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't missed you yet&lt;br /&gt;Only when I stop to think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love youI hate everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love you&lt;br /&gt;Only when I stop to think about youI know&lt;br /&gt;Only when you stop to think about meDo you know&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love youYou hate everything about meWhy do you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate&lt;br /&gt;You hate&lt;br /&gt;I hate&lt;br /&gt;You love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111324139280679270?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111324139280679270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111324139280679270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111324139280679270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111324139280679270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/everything-about-you_12.html' title='Everything about you'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111324101033841327</id><published>2005-04-12T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T10:46:16.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yipee...</title><content type='html'>I just realized a few hours ago how much of a star wars geek I am. I was actually anticipating the premier of the clone wars volume 2 cartoon in cartoon network. Geez, I wonder how I would be like next month when the last of the first star wars trilogy will be shown. I have been bored lately, I cant seem to do anything fun anymore. I get tired of my PS2 games lately, I've got nothing left to read in my house( I think), I get tired easily now because of the heat... Its much harder to exercise. I have also been craving for Ice cream lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger Woods won his I think 4th green Jacket yesterday, he still bawled like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;I pitty Ryu, he is doing something he is not good at, human labor, the hard work, OH THE HUMANITY!!!. If only he'd listen to me and remove the article that I wrote, he'd have less hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now finishing up on my first obscene fairy tale- Goldilocks and the three pigs. I did not think a pointless story like could turn out so bad. hehehe... I dont see the point to those kind of american fairy tales. Jack and the beanstalk for example, Jack gets magic beans from trading a useless cow, climbs up a big ass beanstalk and sees a humongous castle waiting to be robbed. He breaks in, steals a singing harp/lyre whatever and a golden egg laying goose, gets chased but does not get caught, chops down the plant and kills the giant in the process. So, Jack has commited crimes and gets away with it. He tresspasses, steals, kills. Not to mention illegal logging. Goldilocks also got away with tresspassing. Is this the type of story kids need to read, no wonder why american kids are so rowdy and felonious, shooting their own classmates and stuff like that. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111324101033841327?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111324101033841327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111324101033841327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111324101033841327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111324101033841327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/yipee.html' title='Yipee...'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111324137845598812</id><published>2005-04-11T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T10:42:58.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything about you</title><content type='html'>Here is a song that reminds me of my good friends' relationship. Somehow, I feel this way too, I dont know to whom though, but I kinda brought it down to three girls. This sing kicks ass. Its called (I hate) everything about you by Three days Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we lie awake&lt;br /&gt;After every hit we take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every feeling that I getBut I haven't missed you yet&lt;br /&gt;Every roomate kept awake&lt;br /&gt;By every silent scream we make&lt;br /&gt;All the feelings that I get&lt;br /&gt;But I still dont missed you yet&lt;br /&gt;Only when I stop to think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love you&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time we lie awake&lt;br /&gt;After every hit we take&lt;br /&gt;Every feeling that I get&lt;br /&gt;But I haven't missed you yet&lt;br /&gt;Only when I stop to think about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love youI hate everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love you&lt;br /&gt;Only when I stop to think about youI know&lt;br /&gt;Only when you stop to think about meDo you know&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love youYou hate everything about meWhy do you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate&lt;br /&gt;You hate&lt;br /&gt;I hate&lt;br /&gt;You love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate everything about you&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111324137845598812?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111324137845598812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111324137845598812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111324137845598812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111324137845598812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/everything-about-you.html' title='Everything about you'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111298322000068563</id><published>2005-04-09T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T11:00:20.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Stupidity</title><content type='html'>I cant believe the events that took place yesterday. My day started when I woke up at around 9:30 a.m after sleeping for 2 hours. My little brother could not get his game to work on the PS2. As much as I did not want to, to avoid screaming and tantrums... I cleaned the Cd. I bought load for my cellphone and I received a message from my friend. It took all the all load I had just to finish a conversation not worth anything at all. I mean, it did not go anywhere. He was trying to break me, telling me he's got the ym of one of the girls that I like. I told him to text me if ever she is online. A few hours later, I was having a hearty meal of fish and adobo. There I was enjoying my food, when I received a message from that little bastard/bitch/bayani, whatever you want to call him that she was online. I hurried to the computer just to find out that he was joking. Of course he never really told me that. It just seemed obvious to me. He did not want to chat with me, He said she was offline at exactly the moment I went online and said that he had to go to. I've been duped. I am such a moron, and for a girl at that. And they say women are the weaker sex. Men lose their minds over women. There is still something wrong with me. I have not been functioning properly lately... or I have been functioning like a normal person, but I'm not supposed to be like that. Oh yeah, I am working Goldilocks and the three little pigs, its fun working on turning a children's stories into something not for children. Hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111298322000068563?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111298322000068563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111298322000068563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111298322000068563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111298322000068563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/total-stupidity.html' title='Total Stupidity'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111297864255806987</id><published>2005-04-08T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T10:43:52.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/256/4441/640/spherical_roseno%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 76px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 86px" height="168" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/256/4441/320/spherical_roseno%20copy.jpg" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rose &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't disturb the beast, the temperamental goat, the snail,While he's feeding on the rose&lt;br /&gt;Stay frozen, compromise what I will I am&lt;br /&gt;Bend around the wind, silently blown about again&lt;br /&gt;I'm treading so soft and lightly,Compromising my will I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, I will,&lt;br /&gt;So no longer will I lay down&lt;br /&gt;Play dead&lt;br /&gt;Play your doe in the headlights, locked down and terrified&lt;br /&gt;Your deer in the headlights, shot down and horrified&lt;br /&gt;When push comes to pull, comes to shove, comes to step around&lt;br /&gt;This self-destructive dance that never would have mattered&lt;br /&gt;'Till I rose, I roared aloud,Here, I will I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, I will,&lt;br /&gt;So no longer will I lay down&lt;br /&gt;Play dead&lt;br /&gt;Play this..Beat down, gun-shy, martyr, pitiful&lt;br /&gt;I rose, and I roared,I will I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A Perfect Circle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111297864255806987?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111297864255806987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111297864255806987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111297864255806987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111297864255806987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/rose.html' title='Rose'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111289807680548891</id><published>2005-04-07T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T11:21:16.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The World in a nutshell</title><content type='html'>I just realized now that my lips are cracking. I have to drink more than 5 liters of water from breakfast until dinner just so I would not be thirsty and still my lips are so dry. I cant see how people can stand to live in this hell-hole. I try to be optimistic but I just cant. I thought that our country had hit rock-bottom when ERAP became our president, I thought wrong. I dont know why also, but it seems that we filipinos try to copy the Americans so much. I dont get what is the big deal with these Americans, we will never be like them. They are liars and scumbags just like us but they get away with it and people actually believe their lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all know, the pope is dead. I heard he was a great man. There is a big funeral for the pope (naturally) and a lot of the world leaders were invited to come. The american leaders, being the creative diplomats that they are, came to the funeral... Even though they are not catholics. They want to prove to the people of the world that they are not soley concerned for their own countries well-being (or their own) but also for the rest of the world... What a bunch of sorry ass hypocrites. I would love to see them fall one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The americans tell the other countries to stop producing weapons of mass destruction. Knowing how "peaceful" the americans are, the world agrees... in fear of a war. The americans say that they do not like having war, they just need it. That's just like saying I dont like breathing, I just need it. Who are they kidding? I just saw on discovery channel all these new high-tech weapons that the american military made and is currently using. What a bunch of hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of crazy people populating the world today. I saw in the news a few days back, there was a strike going on about abolishing cutting down of trees. These environmentalists (the strikers), I dont know what was going on in their heads, if they wanted something done, make sure that their actions do not contradict what they want to gain. They were using big ass paper cardboard or something with long rods and sticks for them to hold it up high. What morons!!! If  I was the company, I'd give more materials to help with their "stike". Fools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think of the world today? I, being the douchebag that I am, say... ITS THE END OF THE WORLD!!! YIPEEE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111289807680548891?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111289807680548891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111289807680548891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111289807680548891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111289807680548891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/world-in-nutshell.html' title='The World in a nutshell'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111288174029469646</id><published>2005-04-06T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T06:49:00.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damnation and day</title><content type='html'>I just got back from the beach a while ago. We went to Calatagan, Batangas yesterday. Boy was I excited yesterday, I mean going to the beach and all. I had a lot of things planned prior to the trip. Long hours catching waves, looking at hot chics and other stuff that people do in beaches. I was disheartened when we arrived yesterday... It was a private beach and the only people who were going to be swimming with me are my family and one of my friends. Okay, I've heard a lot of people saying that the best people to spend your vacation or any day for that matter aer your family... BULLSHIT!!! I was bored out of my wits. I had to find something fun to do so I made up stuff about the place being haunted to scare my frined and his sister. The day was so hot for me, I had to wait until around 5 p.m so that I could swim. I got to tell you, swimming alone isnt the worst thing if you were in my situation. I got to think about a lot of shit, reflecting... stuff like that. I got to do that for about an hour and watch the sunset, it was nice to look at. The night breeze was also something spectacular, it was sort of the cold that I had been longing all summer long. There were a lot of bats. There was even one bat that hit the ceiling fan in the balcony. It fell down and we could see some flesh and meat in the shoulder part of its wing. My uncle kept in a huge flower pot and we found it gone the next morning. I think a cat ate it, we saw traces of flesh in it. I was bored to my wits the past 2 days thanks to that family outing. There was one thing that I really enjoyed though, Lunch and dinner. We had bulalo and liempo for lunch, I had a big ass bone all to myself and I enjoyed it to the max. For dinner we had grilled squid and adobong squid. I love eating after swimming... Actually, I love eating. On the way home, we had a stop over at Coffee bean, I had a whole loaf of raisin bread all to myself, it was good. I have been deprived of T.V, PS2 and PC these past 2 days, I really missed civilization, beautiful women and most of all, My toilet. hehehe...(just kidding about the toilet). I had to miss NCAA finals yesterday for this... North Carolina...cool... I really missed 3 people yesterday, I wish they were with me to share that beautiful night. I thought I let go of one of them, I thought wrong. When we talked a few days ago... That feeling came back, DAMN!!! I hate this, its messing with my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111288174029469646?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111288174029469646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111288174029469646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111288174029469646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111288174029469646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/damnation-and-day.html' title='Damnation and day'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111246198456861402</id><published>2005-04-03T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T09:13:04.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obscene Fairy tales</title><content type='html'>Only a few Hours before the NCAA Final Four. GO SPARTANS AND CARDINALS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the deal, I'm thinking of re-creating fairy tales and turning them into obscence stories.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I've got a few ideas on the titles and thier story lines.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few:&lt;br /&gt;1. Snow white and the 7 gnomes. -Guess you've heard of this already.&lt;br /&gt;2. Jack and jill and the beanstalk.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sleeping beauty and the beast.&lt;br /&gt;4. Goldilocks and the three little pigs.&lt;br /&gt;5. Beauty and the hunchback of Notre Dame. (Hey, they both are in France)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get started on the story line. I've got more, I'm just not sure of how I'll do the story of those though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111246198456861402?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111246198456861402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111246198456861402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111246198456861402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111246198456861402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/obscene-fairy-tales.html' title='Obscene Fairy tales'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111238132440073613</id><published>2005-04-02T02:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T10:54:25.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell bound</title><content type='html'>So hot... Yesterday was pretty fucked up I guess. I went to school to see if I knew anyone there. To my luck, I had some friends there too, anxious about the results if they qualified for the next level... I, on the other hand, did not care. I should be oblivious to everything, I do not deserve to live in this life. I feel so out of place, people are just so different from me. I think I was put in the wrong dimension or I was born in the wrong lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What troubles me is that I do not think my body cannot keep up with my mind. My mind feels so strong and confident but my body says otherwise. You know, I just could not allow myself to relax anymore. I dont give myself ample time to lay down and just chill. I think this heat is getting to me. I have been melting this past few weeks. Summer really sucks, the heat is simply Unbearable. I could barely move... will power is the only thing that keeps me moving. The heat probably got to me. Something really bothers me though, I couldnt quite put my finger into it... It seems that I may be anxious or is it fear? I couldnt quite figure it out. A little help please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few friends of mine and I went to Asian Hotel yesterday, Asian hospital rather... I was confused, I could have sworn it was a hotel. It is really hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand this hell-hole any longer. I used to think that our country hit rock-bottom before but it seems that our country is falling in an endless abyss. I thought that our country had no way to go but up. Well, I was proved wrong... just when I was starting to become optimistic. Do people actually enjoy living here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to hell am I? (If it exists) Well, I'm off to get some grub. Food, the answer to everyone's problems... or is it money? Hmm... I'm confused again. Dammit!!! Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111238132440073613?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111238132440073613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111238132440073613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111238132440073613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111238132440073613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/04/hell-bound_02.html' title='Hell bound'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111219907462927935</id><published>2005-03-31T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T09:55:04.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eternal Torment</title><content type='html'>I feel like shit and yet I dont really care. Yesterday was a really hot day, I could not remember an instance that I was not thirsty. I feel like I've lost 10 pounds the past week just by sweating. Just when I thought I could not stand anymore... I saw the smile that just completely took my mind into a totally different place. Oh, what would I give to behold that smile, that prety face. (Sigh) Kanojo wa utsukushii desu. She is like music to me, she soothes and calms my inner-being... constantly taming the demonic sad little pathetic creature I'm turning into. It seems to me like another moment without seeing that smile on her face is like another eternity. This distance, this disillusion I cling to memories while falling asleep brings release and the hope of a new day. Anyway, I will always be grateful for that.. For her smile. I am going with this current situation of mine, the shifting from Nursing to Psychology... People are just driving me nuts trying to either stop me from shifting or constantly barraging me with the question why? I AM ALREADY NEUROTIC, DONT MAKE IT WORSE. Anyway, I still am vigilantly searching for I Mother Earth cd's. Star wars Episode 3 is just a few months away... I cant wait any longer. So now my bleeding soul is screaming for salvation and whatnot. Shit gets to me easier and I'm more worried about my friends, though some people say I must help myself once in a while. Yah, goodluck to me... Like I have any hope left. I need a cure for my abyssmal stomach and my ever thinking mind (my mind made me this way) I cant control my mind. Ja ne mina san. Odaiji ni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111219907462927935?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111219907462927935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111219907462927935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111219907462927935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111219907462927935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/03/eternal-torment.html' title='Eternal Torment'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111211544217477682</id><published>2005-03-30T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T08:57:22.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Nostalgic</title><content type='html'>I just listened to my favorite song again after a long long time (love your your starfish by I Mother earth) and all these old thoughts and memories came rushing back into my head. Thoughts that were just floating around, that I thiught I had erased from my memory. Its scary. I really need to get a cd of I Mother earth. I need a cure for insanity. Feels kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random question: Can people be happy without money? Has any of you tried living without any money at all or no material things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how that would feel like. I'm not saying I'm willing to try it though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111211544217477682?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111211544217477682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111211544217477682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111211544217477682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111211544217477682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/03/feeling-nostalgic.html' title='Feeling Nostalgic'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111220356577867752</id><published>2005-03-29T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T09:45:56.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/256/4441/640/labride2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/256/4441/320/labride2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophia Bush, what a lovely lady she is. So Pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Magdalena" by A perfect circle&lt;br /&gt;Overcome by your moving temple&lt;br /&gt;overcome by this holiest of altars&lt;br /&gt;so pure, so rare&lt;br /&gt;to witness such a earthly goddess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my self control&lt;br /&gt;beyond compelled to throw this dollar down&lt;br /&gt;before your holiest of altars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll sell my soul, my self esteema dollar at a time for one chance, one kiss&lt;br /&gt;one taste of you my magdalena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've beared witness to this place, this prayer, so longforgotten&lt;br /&gt;so pure, so rare, to witness such a lovely goddess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'd sell my soul, my self-esteema dollar at a time for one chance, one kiss,&lt;br /&gt;one taste of you my black madonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll sell my soul, my self-esteema dollar at a time&lt;br /&gt;for one taste, one tasteone taste of you my magdalena &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/11777056-111220356577867752?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111220356577867752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111220356577867752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111220356577867752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111220356577867752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/03/sophia-bush-what-lovely-lady-she-is.html' title=''/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11777056.post-111211459023957551</id><published>2005-03-28T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T08:43:10.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit!!!</title><content type='html'>NCAA Final four is fast approaching and the four teams have been decided. Michigan state aginst University of North Carolina and Lousville versus Illinois and . Well I have to say I am dissapointed with the way things turned out. First of all, Georgia Tech... what the hell happened to them? Duke?... Washington? Kentucky? I think its all going to come down to Michigan state against Illinois. I think both teams deserve to be in the championship round since both these teams had their share of adversities and overcame tough opponents. Michigan state took out two of my favorite teams, Duke and Kentucky. Those two teams are really good and how Michigan state survived two overtimes against Kentucky.. Damn. I feel sorry for Daniel Ewing, I hope he gets drafted by the NBA. Illinois was down 15 in the second half against Arizona and beat thyem in overtime. I was routing for Arizona by the way. Although Lousville beat washington and Georgia Tech. Its pretty tight competition. I dont know, I have this strange feeling that Its going to be Michigan state this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11777056-111211459023957551?l=passive-force.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/feeds/111211459023957551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11777056&amp;postID=111211459023957551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111211459023957551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11777056/posts/default/111211459023957551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passive-force.blogspot.com/2005/03/dammit.html' title='Dammit!!!'/><author><name>†a‡su™</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05914363709409381351</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b190/unworthy-jedi/smMeednorton.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
