<?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-1287106039284500105</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:35:00.087-08:00</updated><category term='YFC'/><category term='SM pamp'/><category term='new blog'/><category term='Christ'/><category term='oedipus rex'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='schedule'/><category term='get together'/><category term='God'/><category term='play'/><category term='theaters'/><category term='kabolangan'/><category term='layout'/><category term='new'/><category term='Gospel'/><category term='brad pitt'/><category term='Youth for christ'/><category term='random fun'/><category term='Talks'/><title type='text'>Retro Dude</title><subtitle type='html'>Music speaks louder  than actions.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-1601933446696511065</id><published>2010-05-22T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T16:54:56.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Beautiful</title><content type='html'>I've marathoned this drama. But I didn't like watch it 24/7. I NEEDED A BREAK TOO. Hahaha. I know I was long gone, but anyway. ANYWAY. Haha. I've been watching a couple of anime and drama series in the past few days. I'm not quite sure if I would still keep being active as a manga-reader, though. But anyway. This drama series really gave ma goosebummps. Not in the odd way, HAHA. At first I was like, "What the heck is wrong with that dude's hair?" Obviously I was pertaining to Jang Geun Suk, who played the role of Hwang Tae Kyung - the protagonist. And then there's Park Shin Hye who played Go Mi Nyu/ Go Mi Nam. I thought the Mi Nam is Yoon Eun Hye. And dang, they so look alike. I think the only difference between them is their teeth. Pssh, you know what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://siesdestino.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/20090225_etude_605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 331px; HEIGHT: 174px" height="231" src="http://siesdestino.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/20090225_etude_605.jpg" width="480" align="right" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got frustrated in watching this, but it's all worth it. It's like Harem of metrical romance. I mean, every one is inlove with a certain someone and the ideas got mixed up. I don't want to spoil things so just watch it. HAHAHA. By the way, you'll feel bad for the second dude, Shin Woo. His situation always makes me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked this picture because I didn't like Tae Kyung showing his forehead. And I don't like Mi Nam with the guy hair. XD So Yeah. They're a pretty good couple. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-1601933446696511065?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1601933446696511065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=1601933446696511065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/1601933446696511065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/1601933446696511065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2010/05/youre-beautiful.html' title='You&apos;re Beautiful'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-983420198268483310</id><published>2010-04-30T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T05:28:24.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled sonnet.</title><content type='html'>I did this for my English project. Yes, it took a lot of time to make it  in Iambic Pentameter and make the rhyme scheme right. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas a fair evening when it all happened;&lt;br /&gt;Kissed my lips by a man I never knew.&lt;br /&gt;I heard his name and I was awakened,&lt;br /&gt;Romeo, who bears the name Montague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We faced each other like no enemies,&lt;br /&gt;Secretly changed vows in one meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Obstacles passed but we'll keep our promise,&lt;br /&gt;To tighten inseparable bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned my back disobeyed and argued&lt;br /&gt;With the people who've always been loving.&lt;br /&gt;I did this for they never understood,&lt;br /&gt;Life with no 'You' will not keep me moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though our hearts nearly broke into two parts,&lt;br /&gt;What now returned is pair of two strong hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-983420198268483310?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/983420198268483310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=983420198268483310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/983420198268483310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/983420198268483310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2010/04/untitled-sonnet.html' title='untitled sonnet.'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-1873269144286216149</id><published>2010-04-02T16:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:52:18.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a very GOOD friday.</title><content type='html'>[PICTURES TO BE POSTED SOON]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby sister and I went to the airport with my dad. We were too early when we got there. My dad parked the car on the lot for a one-hour stay. While waiting for an hour to pass, my baby sis and I were already panning to pull out a prank from my sister by the time she will seat with us inside the car. I actually had a stinky fish sticker (I got it from my french class), and I was supposed to bring it and let my sister smell it without her knowledge. But I forgot it! LMAO. My baby sis said that we should just put lotion on her face. And so we did a demo. I placed a lot of oz. of lotion on the tissue paper, immediately slammed it on my baby sis' face and said, "Welcome to America!" And it really worked well, although I knew my baby sis felt awful for being the 'guinea pig'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the terminal where my mom and my older sister arrived. We already ahve the tissue wih the lotion on top of our palms. But we were hiding it. We were distracting her with stupid questions. Actually, we were waiting for my dad and mom to put all the baggage behind where we were sitting. And when that finally happened, I immediately threw my hand on top of her nose and said, "Welcome to America!!!" My baby sister followed and slammed it on her face, "April Fools day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were totally laughing and stuff. Then my mom complained, "Didn't you miss me?!" I was like, "Oh, so you want us to do this for a 'welcome back' greeting?" She's like, "No." LOL. The lotion was all over her face and her hair. It was really funny. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got home, I searched for the stinky fish and stick it on my palm. When she entered my room, I held out my palm, inches from her nose. About a few seconds, she jerked,&lt;br /&gt;"What the heck is that?" I told her that french people use fishes whenever April the 1st comes. And now, it comes in a very handy, stinky sticker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just typing this when my brother held the dang sticker on my nose and said, "April Fools!!!" Good thing I held my breath and said, "It doesn't smell anything. Too bad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I did smell it. It's gross. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Let's go to church and hunt eggs on sunday! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-1873269144286216149?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1873269144286216149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=1873269144286216149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/1873269144286216149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/1873269144286216149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2010/04/icky-greetings.html' title='It&apos;s a very GOOD friday.'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-1748925775920166027</id><published>2010-03-30T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:42:53.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starbucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SvC96b6Wgjs/SgNZCxs6l6I/AAAAAAAAAyM/wX0stjk856o/s400/Starbucks-Mocha-Frappuccino.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang. I miss this kind of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-1748925775920166027?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1748925775920166027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=1748925775920166027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/1748925775920166027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/1748925775920166027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2010/03/starbucks.html' title='Starbucks.'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SvC96b6Wgjs/SgNZCxs6l6I/AAAAAAAAAyM/wX0stjk856o/s72-c/Starbucks-Mocha-Frappuccino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-845560674323300129</id><published>2010-03-30T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:10:10.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaned</title><content type='html'>Since I'm alredy a blogger for exactly one year, I cleaned this and removed the old entries that didn't make any sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-845560674323300129?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/845560674323300129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=845560674323300129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/845560674323300129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/845560674323300129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2010/03/cleaned.html' title='Cleaned'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-8580919691318558824</id><published>2010-03-11T20:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T19:57:46.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Operations in the past few days.</title><content type='html'>Update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operation…&lt;br /&gt;Shrink-eye-bags: I’ve done it for one week! Come on, man. Although it’s not that big of a deal, but for me it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-have-money: I’ve received money from my lola. And I have no intentions of spending it unless it is for something necessary. I’m planning to use it for my Algebra II summer classes. But I realized that I don’t have to take advance summer classes because in the end, I won’t be taking any math course in my senior year. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me-has-iPOD: Oh man. I’m really thankful that I finally have one after all these years. I used to have one but our maid stole it. Anyway, I’m really happy. I’m only having troubles with iTUNES right now because I’m installing and uninstalling it. I don’t why, but it doesn’t work in this darn laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go-To-Six-Flags: Okay, I’m really making progress for this. In order for me to be able to go to Six Flags at Arlington, I need to have passing cumulative averages this fifth term. And I don’t have any failing grade right now which is good. But I really want to ace my Geography up. I’m actually done with my Nat’l Geographic report. All I have to do is print it, tomorrow at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my next post. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-8580919691318558824?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/8580919691318558824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=8580919691318558824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/8580919691318558824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/8580919691318558824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-first-year.html' title='Operations in the past few days.'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-3649659475682079617</id><published>2009-12-13T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:10:35.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Semester. Hello 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i44.tinypic.com/9zyomo.jpg" align="center" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome, second semester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-3649659475682079617?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3649659475682079617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=3649659475682079617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/3649659475682079617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/3649659475682079617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2009/12/natatawa-ako-tae.html' title='Second Semester. Hello 2010'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/9zyomo_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-1410451899929311887</id><published>2009-05-24T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T04:15:04.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make money through words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.payingpost.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Blog advertising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; is one of the best works that an average person like YOU can do. You make money by posting something about your blog, promoting something about it or just simply posting stuffs about your daily routine. Payingpost.com has it all. Get paid by posting normally in your blog. Making money through this is just like you're just pressing the keys of the keyboard. Isn't it unbelievable and wonderful? Well you have to believe me. Earning money for your future is also important especially if you're just a student like me. Blog advertising has a lot of benefits; benefits for the bloggers out there since they'll know what to do next (of course sign up at payingpost.com!), benefits for your family since you could help them, and of course benefits for yourself and your future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You can also improve the way you post by blog advertising. Once you’ve improved it, many people around the internet would post about your blog just like what you did to your blog. They will post something nice about it or maybe about how your “advertising” post helped them in blogging. You will be forced to think and think and present the product you want in a very pleasing and eye-catching way. You will also be forced to post in your very own way. I mean, you won’t copy from someone’s site because once you’ve done it, payingpost.com will reject it. Every blogger has unique reviews and contents, well of course, since every blogger isn’t the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Payingpost.com requires a Paypal account so that they could transfer the money, online. If you do not have a Paypal account, you can register at Paypal.com Once you've registered at Payingpost.com, well you're finally introduced to the better way of blogging! What are you waiting for? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-1410451899929311887?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1410451899929311887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=1410451899929311887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/1410451899929311887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/1410451899929311887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2009/05/make-money-through-words.html' title='Make money through words.'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-8260832993094126925</id><published>2009-05-01T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T03:02:52.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>General Assembly of YFC North (ACSHS-SSC)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I woke up early, seriously. I don't know why, but I think the only reason is, I'm &lt;strong&gt;excited&lt;/strong&gt;. Yeah, really. I'm such an addict in YFC. I love YFC; okay enough. It was a cold morning; 6:20 am. I was planning to go outside the house and do some exercise; `coz I really need it. :)) I changed my mind and just took a bath. I got dressed up; black shirt with a purple shade, straight-cut pants and converse shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Pretty cool? IDK. Anyways, I was supposed to be out in exactly 8:30 AM BUT, I got addicted in playing JamLegend and I was sure in myself that I would be late. So I immediately texted Marie; saying that &lt;em&gt;I wasn't allowed to go out at 8:30 since it's very early. Maybe, 10am. Kay? &lt;/em&gt;LOL. Okay, I lied; sorry God. I got worried because I wasn't sure if Marie did recieve my txt. Then, she txted me via chikka; it was a relief to know that she recieved it. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to school; 10:17 AM. Thank goodness I immediately saw Marie, walking outside the school; well, walking towards me, actually. We bought Shake afterwards; Black Forest for me and Cookies `n Cream for her. Then we had a very long chit-chat inside the room of Aristotle. We talked about a lot of things. x) Haha. Since I haven't ate my lunch yet, she went with me. Jollibee, of course. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;At 12 noon; we went back to school and saw Marjorie. She's there because she's going to attend the Gen. Assembly too. Then there; Brandon came, followed by Kuya Kiel, Kuya Jerick, Kuya Calvin, then Jigs, and so on and so forth. We played basketball; the three of us (Me, Marie and Marj). I was kind of pissed off with the carpenters who were working inside the campus. They were also playing basket ball that time. One of them shouted, "Miss! Three on three!" LOL. I was like, "fart? As if?" LOL. &lt;em&gt;Sus, suntukan nalang,&lt;/em&gt; I muttered under my breath. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The room that we used was I-Joule. Before the GA started, Kuya Calvin gave a Math Riddle? IDK if it's called a riddle or so. :)) It's the same riddle that Paw has given me. Like this: &lt;em&gt;1-2-6-42-1806-??? what's the sixth number?&lt;/em&gt; I already knew that, that would be the riddle. haha. Then I raised my hand and said, "Ai ako. Alam ko yan." Kuya Calcin looked at me and said, "Aist. Oy yung mga may alam jan, manahimik kayo." Hahaha. Anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;The General Assembly began at exactly 2PM. Kuya *forgot his name* lead the prayer; opening prayer. We were only 30 that time. The members were divided into two. We played &lt;em&gt;The Boat is Sinking-with a twist&lt;/em&gt;. Imma explain this one, the game is all about the foot and not the person. Feet are the ones that will be counted and not the Person. I mean, if he said, &lt;em&gt;group yourselves into 24. &lt;/em&gt;Since you're fifteen in a group, and you have 30 feet. Six persons will remove their other foot or simply making '&lt;em&gt;itaas mo'.&lt;/em&gt; Then we were kind of &lt;u&gt;nangangamote&lt;/u&gt; since we don't know how to do it, we always panic. ((: In the third round, Ethan ran towards me and said, "&lt;strong&gt;Buhatin moko!&lt;/strong&gt;" I was like, WTF!? ((: Then he immediately make &lt;em&gt;pabuhat&lt;/em&gt; to me; and silly me, I lifted him naman. :)) Ok, that's a lol. x.x Kuya *forgot this name* lol'd at us and said, "Idol ko kayo." Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Second activity. We were tasked to put the bond paper that they gave on our back. This time, people are going to write what was their first impression towards you. It was very fun. Though I was kind of irritated since the tape has no dikit anymore. :)) Anyway. I was so nervous at first since I'm kind of shy to the persons I am not close to. And I wasn't prepared-like seriously-of the negative comments that they might be giving. But thank god, I never saw a negative comment or what in my paper. Wee. :)) *I'm going to post the paper later, going to scan it first*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kuya Calvin gave us a short talk. I don't know what was the title. But it was all about, &lt;em&gt;to know's. &lt;/em&gt;Knowing God (during the YFC camp), knowing yourself(the first impression thingy) and knowing the people around you (YFC members). They also showed us a powerpoint presentation; contains all the YFC memories, pictures of them. They said that, you can only find TRUE FRIENDS here in YFC. I do believe in them. (: I already proved that to myself. Since I already experienced that. The 'thing' that, you thought that this person is a true friend; yeah right, the person who stabs you at your back and the person who kept on showing your &lt;em&gt;false&lt;/em&gt; shitness to other people. Uh, that's it. I believe in them. I believe that I'm going to have TRUE friends in YFC. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, they gave us the 'stickets' (sticker that is considered as your ticket) for the coming YFC Anniversary that would be held in Expo Clark. Then, we ate the siopao they gave; merienda time. (: Haha. Kuya Neil was the one who lead the prayer. Uh. There, closing time. xD Kuya Calvin lead the closing prayer. (: Ang baboo. Haha. Kuya *forgot his name* is so friendly. He said bye bye to me and smiled. Awee. :D XDD Hahaha. God bless. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-8260832993094126925?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/8260832993094126925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=8260832993094126925&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/8260832993094126925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/8260832993094126925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2009/05/general-assembly-of-yfc-north-acshs-ssc.html' title='General Assembly of YFC North (ACSHS-SSC)'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-3551554620741724934</id><published>2009-04-30T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T00:12:32.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Template: Hallucinations V.2 :)</title><content type='html'>Yay. I've finally made a template for my blog. :D Purple. Why purple? I don't know. :)) Maybe because I was kind of 'nadala' with my sisters' belongings since she loves Purple. But FYI, I like purple, but I love blue and black. And green. Hahaha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the images from Deviant Art. I used these pictures since it's somehow related to the BG Music I've chosen; Passenger Seat by Stephen Speaks. Hmm. Enough said, i think? Teehee. One more problem. I don't know how to embed the comment box below the posts. Can someone tell me how? Thanks. x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Godbless Us All. :) We're going to have our General Assembly; for YFC members, tomorrow. At SSC grounds (or ACSHS to be specific). WOOO. I'm going to see my crush again. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woot! &lt;/span&gt;XD Kidding. :)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-3551554620741724934?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3551554620741724934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=3551554620741724934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/3551554620741724934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/3551554620741724934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-template-hallucinations-v2.html' title='New Template: Hallucinations V.2 :)'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-6018165847349704668</id><published>2009-04-26T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T01:48:35.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Youth for christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YFC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gospel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Youth For Christ-- Youth Camp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This was my very first time to attend the YFC camp. I'm a member of YFC but I didn't attend the camp last year (when I was still in my freshmen days). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway. I attended this year's camp because I felt that I was way too far from God. I can't sleep; bad things or bad images kept on appearing in my mind. And so much more. I admit I wasn't forced by my parents; they don't even know what's this YFC. I felt nervous at first because I thought I will feel 'out of place' since I don't have any close friend who'll attend this camp. Well actally I have one, it's Kent. But unfortunately, he didn't come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As I entered the school, Ate Shammie grabbed my bag. and  I was shocked why, she said it was a service team's duty. Okay. :-J Then I entered the room and saw Marie. Wee. And there, may kasama na ako. :)) Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;First talk; God's love and his plan for us by Ate Anne. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've learned that every one of us has a purpose. Every thing that is happening is under God's control. It's up to us if we're going to choose the right path or the wrong ones. That's why God gave us the most wonderful gift except life; it's freedom. We are the one who decides for ourselves. And one more, Sin is the gap between You/I/we and God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Second Talk; Who is Jesus Christ to me? by Ate Maui. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jesus Christ is the Messiah, the savior, the newborn king, and the son of God. Jesus saved us from our sins. Jesus is the only person who is humble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Third Talk; Repentance and Believe in the Gospel by Ate Nica. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Repentance is being sorry or turning yourselfin front of the sin you've done. There are a lot of Misconceptions of Repentance like sorrow and converted life. Now believe? Hmm. Simply means, have faith in God. Once you've said that, you've said that. Everything is possible with God as long as you have a very strong faith in him. There are 4H's: Honesty, Humility, Hate the sin and Have a good confession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fourth Talk by Kuya Eiron. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sorry, I forgot the title. Hoho. The talk was all about recieving the holy Spirit. Actually, we already have this holy spirit within us but it's up to us how we're going to use it. Faith is also here. Whenever you're alone, whenever you're nervous, you are definitely safe. Because when yo're nervous, that's the time you need God; you need Jesus. Be scared if you're not nervous; for God isn't there to guide you. Have Faith anyway. I cried in this talk. Seriously. We participants are baptized in this talk and it felt oh-so-good. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fifth Talk; Growing of the Holy Spirit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(I'm not sure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; by Kuya Ebad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;There are three ways on how to strengthen the relationship between you and God. Pray and Study your Scriptures, Fellowship and Service. I've also learned what ACTS-O mean. ACTS-O is the right way of praying. Adoration, Contrition, Thanks Giving and Supplication. If possible, we should have the letter O which is Offering. God already gave us everything; we should learn how to give those things back to god by simply doing sacrificing or fasting. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wee. The end. I'm now a certified YFC member. :D I love God. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-6018165847349704668?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/6018165847349704668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=6018165847349704668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/6018165847349704668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/6018165847349704668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2009/04/youth-for-christ-youth-camp.html' title='Youth For Christ-- Youth Camp.'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-8905494197766454774</id><published>2009-03-21T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:32:07.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get together'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SM pamp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random fun'/><title type='text'>Last get-together for SY 08-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;21st of March 2009; this would be a very, very meaningful and very memmorable date for me. The day when we finally felt the freedom. The day when all sufferings ended. The day when I got the chance to have fun with my friends, and to be closer with them. The day when we went to SM Pampanga and did not even know what Jeep should we ride in order to get home. The day when we had an "almost-tragic" experience. The day when we realized that the money we spent for all of these stuffs were important but, the super trip we have experienced is more important. The day that was very memmorable for all of us since we consider this as our last get-together in our sophomore days. Okay. Enough. Nosebleed na eh. I'll post it in taglish form nalang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Actually, it all started in Angeli's upcoming 14th birthday. She would like to spend it with us. Oha. Ka-touch yun. Anyway. So ayun. We took our periodical test (Physics, Mapeh then Valed). It was peer pressure. As in pin-ressure kami ni Ma'am Karen na magtest na agad. I don't know why she was in a hurry awhile ago. Basta agad nalang ganun. It was unbelievable, since natapos kami mga 9:30, na dapat 11am pa talaga. Sobrang bilis namin. I admit, I was half-disappointed since, she's insisting us to take the test immediately, eh samantalang di pa kami nakakapag review ng maayos. I know mapapa isip ka rin. Nakasalalay kaya dito buhay namin, yung grade namin, to be specific. Ang nakakabadtrip pa, brown out. I was planning to have my braces adjusted. I went to the dentist (walking distance lang, actually) and unfortunately, brown out. I was pissed off with Meralco. Napaka gandang service. Sarap kalbuhin. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next; Si Lolo (Service namin) kasi, susunduin nya kami ng 12 noon. I have nothing to do, and I was extremely bored. Good thing napadaan ako kayna Ma'am Riza. And I saw Clarice, Rio and Sabrina na inuutusan i-check yung Physics test. Ou. Physics is difficult, most of my batchmates got scores between 6 to 15. Out of 30. I helped them in checking by announcing them the answers. Then, I saw angeli and friends na naglalaro ng basketball. I joined them. Nagtry ako magshoot. And, out of 7 shoots, walang tumama. Ang liit ko kase. And, ang layo. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. We went to Angeli's house na nga. Solid ang luto ni Tita Carol. :D Carbonara, Mash Potato, Fish Fillet, Gulaman. Oha. Syempre, ako naman tong matakaw di papa pigil. And, obvious naman saming lahat ng gutom na gutom kami since naghintay kami ng dalawang oras. Kaya ayun, chumibog na nga kami. Then picture picture. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SM Pamp. Eto. Dito namin nadama lahat ng uri ng happiness. Nag supermarket muna kami. We bought foods. Junkfoods to be specific. Everyone was very magulo. But, masaya. :D The best part was, it was Mami (Angeli) who payed for the food and drinks. We went to the food court upstairs. Di pa nga kami kumakain, di pa kami nakakaupo, may sumalubong nang pangit sa harap namin, Bigotilyo pa nga eh. The ugly guy said, "boss, di pwede yan." DUH. Boss!? WTF. Do all of us look that old?! O_O Anyway. We didn't respond; obviously disappointed about it. Then, Rongki treated the boys (except Arcies) a cup of noodles. I mean yung, hongkong noodle style ata yun. O basta yun. Nagsayang ng pera si ronqui for the sake na makapag stay kami sa food court. Then, ayun. Pinalayas na kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantum and World of Fun. The 1st thing that caught our eyes was yung Dance Maniacx (IDK if I'm correct. Sorry). Naunang tumira si Pauline. Nang insulto naman tong si Jigs, "Nakaka-thrill naman yan." LOL. Since the song was effin slow nga naman. Kaya ayun. namusit ng namusit yung baboy. Then, WOF kami. Una, yung humpy dumpy. Boys yung tumira, alang alang namang girls. Haha. Pag titira sila, hanggang 12 lang yung abot. Most of the time beyond 865-880 yung scores nila. Balak nga ni Jigs, para mataas makuha namin, daganan daw nya. Susko, kabolangan talaga. Then naglaro na yung iba. Kanya kanyang buhay muna for the mean time. Yung iba, naglalaro ng mga baril baril. Yung iba, racing. Basketball. And yung walang malarong matino, nanonood nung dmx, tulad ko. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang game dun, dinibdib naming lahat. :)) The game was all about killing the master mind/s. May tapakan pa nga ng paa eh, I don't know, sensor ata yun. Parang ka talagang nasa loob ng story. Pag nababaril, you really have to hide. I mean, bumaba, or magside para hindi ka mabaril. We all tried it. :)) And I do admit, nakakangawit sa paa yung mag taas baba ka para di ka mashoot ng mga suspect. Then unfortunately, kelangan nang umuwi ni PP. Ayun, umuwi na sya. After that, I panicked. Na-realize ko na nasa sa kanya pala camera ko. E graduation ng kapatid ko at the same time, sa SM Clark. Kaya kaylangan ko talaga yun. BUT AGAIN. Di na niya mababalik since naka sakay na siya ng Jeep. Anyway, that's alright. We agreed na sa monday na lang niya ibalik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go. Hindi sasabay sina Ronqui sa amin since hahanapin pa nya yung brother niya. Nung lumabas na kami, we realize, na wala kaming ka-alam alam kung anong Jeep ang sasakyan namin. I know, Angeles Sn. Fdo. All of us know naman e. Kaso ang main problem, wala kaming nakitang ganun sa terminal. Good thing may alam ako tungkol sa NLEX na jeep. So ayun, yun yung sinakyan namin. From SM pamp to SM Clark. Umikot kami. Yung ibang dapat sa telabastagan baba tulad ni alfie, di nakababa since yun nga, wala kaming nakitang angeles sn. fdo. Pinursuade namin sila na sumama na samin, it's worth the fun naman kasi. EXPERIENCE ika nga ng mga lalake. Nalugi yung mga nalugi. Pero masaya naman. Nagkwentuhan kami sa Jeep kahit sobrang sikip. We saw a lot of tosang? ewan ano tawag nila dun. =)) O yun. Muntik na nga maiwan si Jigs sa gitna ng NLEX ee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ayun. We parted ways sa pandan. Kami sumakay kaming Check point; while sina Alfie and Arcies, sa Jenra pa bumaba. Grabe. Iba yung feeling. Parang nag fieldtrip kami. Nadaanan namin yung di namin expect na dadaanan namin tulad ng nlex. Nakakpagod pero masaya. Last na rin lang naman kasi. Hmm, di pa tapos yun. Magkakasama pa kami nina Kwong, Edil, Ralph, Ethan, Jigs sa Check point. Marami kami pinagkwentuhan, pinagmasdan pa namin yung mga may power na lugar. Tulad ng Mcdo, Auf, and yung mga stores sa Balibago. Naisip namin yung mga grades namin. I asked Jigs, "May hinahabol ka bang grade?". He nodded. I sighed. Tsk. Then he said to us, "Wala! Walang matatanggal. Sus." We agreed w/ him. He's a good guy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humiwalay na ako sa kanila sa SM Clark. Since, I still have to see my baby sis sa event centre. And I still have to explain everything to my mother why i wasn't bringing the camera with me. yeah she was extremely upset. Pero sandali lang yun. Then we went to Max's and ate. Hayy. Ang saya. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- My Sophomore days are over. Thank You for the memories. :)&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/1287106039284500105-8905494197766454774?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/8905494197766454774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=8905494197766454774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/8905494197766454774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/8905494197766454774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-get-together-for-sy-08-09.html' title='Last get-together for SY 08-09'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-5567696990908566447</id><published>2009-03-13T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:15:17.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title type='text'>new layout! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;haha. yeah. I changed the skin since I got sick of the colors. I was looking for a beautiful but very neat skin. and here. I found it. haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;o3'11: National Achievement Test&lt;br /&gt;And. Next week: SEMI-finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Semi. So that means, we still have FINALS. Ugh. Soo busy. My beauty is already ruined. I can feel the pressure~~ LOL. haha. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-5567696990908566447?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5567696990908566447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=5567696990908566447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/5567696990908566447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/5567696990908566447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-layout-d.html' title='new layout! :D'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-818082534981442323</id><published>2009-03-06T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T02:17:33.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='theaters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oedipus rex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kabolangan'/><title type='text'>roleplays and theaters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;YES. napakasaya nga naman ng araw na 'to. Parang kailan lang eh, bagung pasukan palang at walang kaide-ideya kung ano ang gagawin sa mga reportings. Speaking of reportings, nagperform na kami. As in KAMI. Buong section namin. Nagperform kami sa stage. Kani-kanina lang. Oo nakakawindang talaga. Sino ba namang di matatameme kung i-announce sayo ng teacher mo, "o bukas reporting. buong class." anak ng teteng. One hour lang binigay diba? Syempre one period. Kaya yun. Napasigaw nalang kami, at napamura ng di oras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ayun. So kanya kanyang eksena. Yung iba, mala takipsilim; Betty la fea, Close Up, Tayong dalawa, Chika Minute at San Miguel Beer. Taena. Kulang sa practice. Performance. At lahat lahat. Haha. Pota. Ayun, nagperform na kami. Shets. Ako betty la fea ako. Taena, naglalampungan palang ang eksena sa takipsilim, pinapawisan na talaga ako. Basang basa muka ko. Parang akong galing sa araw na may putok sa kilikili. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Katapos nun, nanuod na kami kwento ni edipo. Or Oedipus rex, sa english. Actually, wala talaga akong kamalay malay na yung kwento ni edipo ay ang Oedipus rex. Buti nalang nasa Florante at Laura yun. And yung director nilang may uban, ayun, sinummarize niya yung kwento. Yeah. I was extremely amazed. Every beat, every dialogue, sound effects, light effects. Lahat lahat na. Maganda talaga although here was only one setting. Parang talagang umikot yung story. Tapos ang gwa-gwapo at ang gaganda pa ng mga cast. Syempre gwapo si Edipo. Sobrang lalim ng terms nila. Talagang dumugo ilong ko na parang regla ng isang babae. Tapos, sobrang ganda nia magdeliver at sobrang bilis. Hayy. But there was one thing na talagang nakaka turn off. Yung free shower nila. Rainy season. YES. SALIVA! Oh well. I think it's normal naman na talagang tumalsik laway mo. May isang part doon na magkaharap lang c Edipo at Clarion. And ang lakas lakas ng boses nila. Parang isang kilometro ang layo nila. Napansin ko pa nga na napap-kisap kisap mata pa si Edipo. Grabe. Kaharap lang nila ang isa't isa. Tapos bonggang bonggang shower pa diba. Libreng shower ng laway. But who knows, may mas magandang combo pa pala doon. Libreng shower, libreng amoy pa. malay mo di nag tooth brush diba. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ayun. Nakakloka nga talaga. Katapos ng play, since nasa pinakaharap kami, last kaming lalabas. May nakita kaming isang staff doon sa Theater. We asked him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kami: Kuya ano pong pangalan ni Oedipus? YUNG POGI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kuya: Ah. Jayvee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kami: Ano apelido?! (para mahanap na rin namin sa friendster diba?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kuya: *surname*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kami: Ah, Jayvee *surname*?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kuya: (tango lang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And katapos nun, walang sawang pag kikilig at pag-gi-giggle. Ang gwapo naman kasi talaga ni edipo. Hayy. Noon 1st part palang nung play, nagandahan na talaga ako. Sumagi sa isip ko na pag college na rin ako, sasali ako sa Theater. Pero, nung bandang gitna na, napa atras ako dun sa thought na yun. E kasi naman, nagulat ako doon sa isang scene. I thought there would be no kissing and flirtatious scenes. But there were. Taenang kabayo. Grabe. 1st kiss nina Edipo at yung asawa niya (in fairness yung wife niya kamuka ni hayley williams) , humiga silang dalawa. yung parang gagawa na ng milagro. tapos ayun, smack kiss. damn. we got shocked. tapos, umupo si edipo at bigla nalang hinila ang legs ni babae. shet. gagawa na nga ng milagro. pero, hindi natuloy. anyway. 2nd kiss naman, inakit na siya ni babae at ayun. 3 second french kiss yun. grabe. kitang kita talaga na laplap sila sa isa't isa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh well. Oedipus. Oedipus. x]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-818082534981442323?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/818082534981442323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=818082534981442323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/818082534981442323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/818082534981442323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2009/03/roleplays-and-theaters.html' title='roleplays and theaters'/><author><name>chawpots</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14460718059888717534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1287106039284500105.post-8840414760893577909</id><published>2009-03-05T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:54:15.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brad pitt'/><title type='text'>I'm now a blogger! Yay! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I decided to have a blog since I think I was in need of something. Yes, a diary. But well, a diary won't do since I don't want my parents to see something in it. Like for example about my love life, the stupid things I've done lately, things like I went to Malls and Bars without asking any permission of them; something like those. Now I'm here to have this as my online diary. I also found out that blogging has a LOT of benefits. Yes, a LOT. You can get discovered by blogging, you can help your parents through blogging- by making money, and more! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;One of my reasons why I made a blog is; I want to help my parents. I want to get paid by my posts of course. There's this school in Philippines that I want to enter. And I know my parents can't afford it. It's Ateneo De Manila University. Oh yes, come on. O_O I really want to study in that school; that's why I'm helping my parents through blogging, and of course, by studying hard. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;God bless! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1287106039284500105-8840414760893577909?l=toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/feeds/8840414760893577909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1287106039284500105&amp;postID=8840414760893577909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/8840414760893577909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1287106039284500105/posts/default/8840414760893577909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://toomaytwobeats.blogspot.com/2009/03/san-mig.html' title='I&apos;m now a blogger! 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