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maiwasang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di bumalik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa pinanggalingan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;narito ang ugat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alam mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-2797448517865306365?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/2797448517865306365/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=2797448517865306365' title='1 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_44gAS6r9CjM/SKujow_rSjI/AAAAAAAAAfw/aGJpy5rK45A/s400/we%27re+moving+sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_44gAS6r9CjM/SKujow_rSjI/AAAAAAAAAfw/aGJpy5rK45A/s400/we%27re+moving+sign.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lumipat na ako &lt;a href="http://bugtong-hininga.blogspot.com/"&gt;dito&lt;/a&gt;. maarte kasi ako e. sana bumisita ka pa rin. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baka burahin ko na rin ito. pag-iisipan ko pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-328050716665156813?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/328050716665156813/comments/default' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_44gAS6r9CjM/SKujow_rSjI/AAAAAAAAAfw/aGJpy5rK45A/s72-c/we%27re+moving+sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-5349500937085084688</id><published>2009-03-29T11:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:34:26.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumper (Third Eye Blind)</title><content type='html'>I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,&lt;br /&gt;You could cut ties with all the lies, that you've been living in,&lt;br /&gt;And if you do not want to see me again, I would understand.&lt;br /&gt;I would understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The angry boy,&lt;br /&gt;a bit too insane,&lt;br /&gt;Icing over a secret pain,&lt;br /&gt;You know you don't belong,&lt;br /&gt;You're the first to fight,&lt;br /&gt;You're way too loud,&lt;br /&gt;You're The flash of light,&lt;br /&gt;on a burial shroud,&lt;br /&gt;I know something's wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Well everyone I know has got a reason,&lt;br /&gt;to say,&lt;br /&gt;put the past away,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,&lt;br /&gt;You could cut ties with all the lies,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been living in,&lt;br /&gt;And if you do not want to see me again,&lt;br /&gt;I would understand,&lt;br /&gt;I would understand.&lt;br /&gt;And well he's on the table,&lt;br /&gt;and he's gone to code,&lt;br /&gt;And I do not think anyone knows,&lt;br /&gt;What they are doing here,&lt;br /&gt;And your friends have left you,&lt;br /&gt;You've been dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it would come to this,&lt;br /&gt; and I, I want you to know,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's got to face down the demons,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe today,&lt;br /&gt;We can put the past away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You could cut ties with all the lies,&lt;br /&gt;that you've been living in,&lt;br /&gt;And if you do not want to see me again,&lt;br /&gt;I would understand,&lt;br /&gt;I would understand,&lt;br /&gt;I would understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I would understand)&lt;br /&gt;(I would understand)&lt;br /&gt;(Understand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya ya ya ya ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you put the past away?&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,&lt;br /&gt;I would understand&lt;br /&gt;(I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,)&lt;br /&gt;I would understand&lt;br /&gt;(I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,)&lt;br /&gt;And I would understand&lt;br /&gt;(I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,)&lt;br /&gt;I would understand&lt;br /&gt;(I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend,)&lt;br /&gt;And I would understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favorite scenes in Yes Man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jtdodxw0Ttk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jtdodxw0Ttk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's an acoustic version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ppf6mPM919I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ppf6mPM919I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" 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Blind)'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-6182683915343802095</id><published>2009-03-11T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:50:44.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>practicing</title><content type='html'>masochism at its finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;level 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-6182683915343802095?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-452752350134329977</id><published>2009-03-07T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T21:53:00.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>practicing.</title><content type='html'>masochism at its finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-452752350134329977?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/452752350134329977/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=452752350134329977' title='0 Mga 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class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://i.pbase.com/o4/50/430950/1/53729818.crazy.gif" border="0"&gt;wala pa naman diyan. --------------------------------------------------------&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;pero malapit na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-2950157515266521466?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/2950157515266521466/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=2950157515266521466' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SaFLngoKCDwAAA5gSIg1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.chelarace.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SaFLngoKCDwAAA5gSIg1/kwentong-pambata-poster.jpg?et=ph3BhqxOtpFmd5XrwnkdcA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from dyeyourhairpurple&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You're all invited to go to this event, where Heights will be releasing two children's books, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pepe Pedikab&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Poisoned Apple and the Place She Calls Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's this Wednesday, at the Natividad Galang Fajardo Room (first floor Dela Costa Hall), 4:30-6:00 PM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'LL BE FUN!! : D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and there are only 250 copies of each book, so come to the launch so you guys can get one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEE YA'LL THERE : 3"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-7837528918426860091?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/7837528918426860091/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=7837528918426860091' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Author: Ace Marra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Title: Ace Marra's 5 Pre-College Compositions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Response to: Heinz's The Looking Back Challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Type: a collection of poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Author's Notes: All of these were written when I was in fourth year high school. I didn't have any idea that I would end up in Creative Writing (and that I would be writing in Filipino too). Please don't judge me. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Behind the Clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;The stars hid behind the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Silently finding the bounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Of there where a planet rounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Zillions of miles from the grounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Look up at the dark night sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Feast your eyes and heave a sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Surrender your heart and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;It's your last to see a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Taste the pain as if it's yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Find where the thorn sinks and bores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Time is gold, you helpless whores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Let the star trace its own course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;You are born to cry and bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;There's no time to raise your creed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Have only yourself to lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Others die for you to heed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Erase those damned illusions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Eliminate emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Hug tightly the depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Enjoy all the commotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Behind the clouds you must hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Use the planets as your guide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Like the way to you they lied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Pursuing stars to collide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Words of an Illiterate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Next to me, the stars await&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Of words that were said too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;These are the moments that I hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Times that illusions create&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Search my body for my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;You'll find it dead as a ghoul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Squeeze my heart and make a hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;See me smile and play my role&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;My words don't spill like my blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;I kept them; they're all I had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;In this world that is so mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;No one believes in my ballad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Depression sinks into me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Weird though, it makes me lively&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Once again, people shall see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Their own damned hypocrisy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Fear not to make a mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Just always find what's at stake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Enjoy the pain and the ache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Keep your words, they're all you'll rake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Bright sunny sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Fill my heart with sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Stop denying what's been dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Stop ending what has already ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Grim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Sugar candies and sweet pies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Loneliness and red wet eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Something to sink your teeth into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;When there's nobody to talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Make friends with Hansel and Gretel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Burn the wicked witch in hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Toothaches and heartaches become one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;The gingerbread house is going down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Grieving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;I could not help but cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Because of this broken tie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;All along t'was a lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;And all I care's to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-2202444880342808821?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-4803655919885244004</id><published>2009-02-14T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:23:47.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a place somewhere</title><content type='html'>lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang lugar ay isang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;place&lt;/span&gt;. Ang lugar ay isang lugar. Ang "lugar" ay isang salita. Habang tina-type ko pa, nagiging mga letra na lang ang lugar: l - u - g - a - r. Tapos parang makina na ang mga daliri ko, may timing na sinusunod (hindi ako nagcopy-paste): l - space bar - u - space bar - g - space bar - a - space bar - r - space bar...Nawawala pati yung ibig sabihin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar lugar.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nasaan?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Ilog Pasig. Ang labo.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang RSF. Walang signal na masagap.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Honesty Store. Ang hirap maging totoo.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Daang Bakal. Maraming pasikot-sikot.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang University Archives. Misteryoso.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Bellarmine. Malayo.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Parang, Marikina. Walang kasiguraduhan.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Makati. May dalawang mukha/identidad.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Cubao Expo. Alien pero swak naman.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Mag:net cafe. May &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Mondays&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Heights pubroom. Madalas magulo.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang OAA (Office of Academic Affairs). Lifesaver.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang &lt;a href="http://mikewey566.multiply.com/journal/item/142"&gt;Delta of Happiness&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Kagawaran ng Filipino. Feel at home.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Math Department. Nakakanerbiyos.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Theology Department. Mas nakakanerbiyos.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Mount Banahaw. Mahiwaga.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang bagong Rizal Library. Under construction.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Guidance Office. Maraming natatakot.&lt;br&gt;Ikaw ang Denmark. Sa panaginip ko pa lang nararating.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lagpas na ako haha, belated happy vday!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I, I wanna fall from the stars&lt;br&gt; Straight into your arms&lt;br&gt; I, I feel you&lt;br&gt; I hope you comprehend&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stars&lt;/span&gt;, Simply Red&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4803655919885244004?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4803655919885244004/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4803655919885244004' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4803655919885244004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4803655919885244004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2009/02/there-place-somewhere.html' title='there&amp;#39;s a place somewhere'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-99085001249913501</id><published>2009-02-09T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T06:32:39.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEIGHTS: of love and other guilty pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SY9aewoKCDwAAEw8pRo1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.chelarace.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SY9aewoKCDwAAEw8pRo1/scarlet.jpg?et=8YkQ7YfFPeL1YxpkIkK%2Caw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Heights Valentines' Open Mic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guilty Pleasures Special Issue Booklaunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theme: Moulin Rouge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 13, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sec B Foyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4:30pm onwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;free food and drinks, and the latest folio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bring a date. ;) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z2JgJ32-dYE"&gt;watch the teaser. :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and for this, i will offer you words:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;_&lt;br&gt; 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 &lt;p&gt;As part of the celebration of the National Arts Month-Philippine International Arts Festival 2009, the National Commission for Culture and the Arts and Sining Gising TV program launch "Text Tula."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Text Tula invites all Filipinos to send a quatrain (four lines) in Filipino languages and dialects. Entries must be on the sub-theme "Sa Sining, Bida ang Pinoy sa Galing."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Five winners will be selected weekly who will receive P500 worth of load for mobile phones.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Entries can be submitted to the following numbers:&lt;br&gt;(for Smart/ Talk and Text) 0920-9514916 / 0928-3482991&lt;br&gt;(for Globe and Touch Mobile) 0926-6562210&lt;br&gt;(for Sun) 0923-3553719&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Or email through &lt;a href="mailto:sininggising@yahoo.com"&gt;sininggising@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Winners will be announced and posted weekly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;For queries, please contact Mr. Wilyan Maglente at 5272192.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4843119798661513434?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4843119798661513434/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4843119798661513434' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4843119798661513434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4843119798661513434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2009/02/adik-ka-di-ba-etong-sa-yo.html' title='adik ka di ba? etong sa yo.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-4562958504466599602</id><published>2009-02-02T09:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:20:21.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pilas</title><content type='html'>Tapos ko nang basahin ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walong Diwata ng Pagkahulog&lt;/span&gt; ni Sir Egay at pucha mahigit isang-daang beses siguro akong napamura habang nagbabasa at matapos magbasa. Ang galing, shet. Parang ganito yung writing exercise namin nung fiction workshop kasama sina Sir Derain at Sir Yapan. Yung paglalaro ng oras, pagpapayaman ng sjuzet kahit na napakatipid ng fabula. Ang galing, ang galing. Magandang project 'to. Super good job kay Sir Egay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At dahil dun nai-inspire at nai-inspire akong magsulat. Hehe, at least may motivation na ako ngayon matapos ang lahat ng ka-emohang pinagduldulan ko sa sarili nitong nakaraang linggo at maaaring pinagduduldulan ko pa rin sa sarili ko ngayon, at malamang na ipagduduldulan ko pa rin sa sarili ko sa mga susunod na araw o linggo o buwan o taon. Sinong makapagsasabi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, nakahanap na rin kasi ako ng writing spot ko. Yung perfect spot kung saan mas malaya akong nakapagsusulat (ng fiction ha, ibang usapan na pag tula). At hindi, hindi sa RSF (Rizal Study Foyer) ilang oras bago ang pasahan ng short stories sa FA 106 kay Sir Yuson (bagaman oo, nakapagsusulat din ako run. yun nga lang crammed ang result at stressed ang isip ko). Eto: indian sit sa edge ng kama ko, kaharap ng laptop at katabi yung notebook at bolpen (kasi madalas pag pinagsusulat ako ng fiction, tula ang naisusulat ko at vice versa. minsan din nagdo-drowing ako sa kalagitnaan ng pagsusulat. siguro nangyayari yung kapag hindi ko nahahanap sa mga salita yung gusto kong "sabihin."). Sa ngayon nakapag-iisip/nakapagninilay lang ako kapag ang tumutugtog sa media player ko ay Up Dharma Down, o kung tumutugtog sila sa isipan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Biruin mo yun, ngayon lang ako nakahanap ng writing spot ko. Magaling na bata.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4562958504466599602?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4562958504466599602/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4562958504466599602' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4562958504466599602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4562958504466599602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2009/02/pilas.html' title='pilas'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-3199974440444345934</id><published>2009-01-30T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:52:01.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TABOAN: Philippine International Writers Festival 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;galing kay &lt;a href="http://abo-sa-dila.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kael&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11 to 13 FEBRUARY 2009&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;University of the Philippines Diliman (Feb 11)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ateneo de Manila University (Feb 12)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cubao Expo (Feb 13)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 1, FEBRUARY 11, WEDNESDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;University of the Philippines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diliman, Quezon City&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:00AM | OPENING PROGRAM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Pulungang Claro M. Recto, Bulwagang Rizal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome Remarks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• UP Diliman Chancellor Sergio S. Cao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• NCCA Chair Vilma L. Labrador&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Festival Director Ricardo M. de Ungria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Festival Coordinator Jose Y. Dalisay, Jr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PHILIPPINE LITERATURE TODAY. The keynote address, a synoptic overview of where we’ve been and where we are, taking into account our literature in Filipino, English, and the regional languages; Philippine literature in the 21st century; and Philippine literature in the Asian and global context. To be delivered by National Artist Francisco Sionil Jose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Pulungang Claro M. Recto, Bulwagang Rizal, UPD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:45AM | A TRIBUTE TO EDITH TIEMPO. The tribute to National Artist Edith L. Tiempo is a short poetry reading by Merlie Alunan, Dinah Roma, and Ronald Baytan, who all attended the Dumaguete National Workshop and have been influenced by Tiempo’s poetics. To date, Edith Tiempo is the sole woman National Artist for Literature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Marjorie Evasco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Pulungang Claro M. Recto, Bulwagang Rizal, UPD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10:30AM | GANITO KAMI NOON: WRITING THROUGH THE DECADES. A plenary panel discussion to set the tone for all other panel discussions. A representative each from the 50s, 60s, 70s, 80s, and 90s can talk about the conditions for writing and publishing in their eras and how things have changed, or maybe not. And where do we go from here? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Elmer Ordonez (1950s), National Artist Virgilio S. Almario (1960s), José Pete Lacaba (1970s), Marjorie Evasco (1980s), Angelo Lacuesta (1990s)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: José Y. Dalisay, Jr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pulungang Claro M. Recto, Bulwagang Rizal, UPD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:30PM | ICONS OF THE NEW CENTURY: WRITERS WHOM WRITERS READ. Who are you reading and why? Who's your literary daddy (or mommy)? A discussion of literary influences and how they are shaping contemporary Philippine literature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Rebecca Añonuevo, Franklin Cimatu, Carlos Cortes, Francis Macansantos, Katrina Tuvera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Gémino H. Abad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: CAL New Building (CNB), Room 508&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WRITING FOR A LIVING. What's writing like as a profession in the Philippines? What writing jobs pay, and how can writers get them? How should writers deal with writing commissions? What about copyrights and contracts? How do we break into the global market and find and deal with agents?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Vietnamese writer Nguyen Bao Chan, Tony Enriquez, Kragi Garcia, Luis Katigbak, Charlson Ong, Alfred Yuson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: José Y. Dalisay, Jr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: CAL-AVR, 2/F Bulwagang Rizal, UPD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE CREATIVE WRITING CLASSROOM. The teaching of creative writing, for the teachers among us: challenges, strategies, approaches, tips and tricks in the creative writing classroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penelists: Merlie Alunan, Conchitina Cruz, Jun Cruz Reyes, Macario Tiu, Ricardo de Ungria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Cristina Pantoja Hidalgo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: CNB Inquirer Room 201&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORKSHOPPING THE WORKSHOP, ORGANIZING WRITERS. A review of the Dumaguete, Baguio, and Iligan workshops, plus maybe the biggest school-based ones, and how they grew. A sharing of best practices, as well as a discussion of common problems and situations. This panel can also deal with writers’ organizations, centers, institutes, and programs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Vicente Groyon III, Christine Godinez-Ortega, V.E. Carmelo D. Nadera Jr., Benilda Santos, Anthony Tan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Lito Zulueta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: CNB Rm 309&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3:30 PM | WRITING OFF-CENTER: THE REGIONAL EXPERIENCE. How goes creative writing and literary publishing outside of Metro Manila? Have new centers of literary activity emerged, and what are the keys to their success? What does it take to promote writing from the regions to broader audiences? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: John Bengan, Jose Jason Chancoco, Rey Duque, David Genotiva, Alice Tan-Gonzales&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Ricardo de Ungria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: CNB Inquirer Room 201&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ATBP: WRITING OFF THE MAINSTREAM. Gay/lesbian literature, chick lit, "spec fic", Chinoy lit , and all that jazz. What alternatives exist to straight, realist, mainstream lit? Is this kind of "pigeonholing" good or bad—or, when is it good, and when is it bad? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Dean Francis Alfar, Jhoanna Cruz, J. Neil C. Garcia, Jaime An Lim, Tara FT. Sering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Danton Remoto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: CNB Room 309&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FILIPINO-NESS IN THE GLOBAL AGE. A perennial hot topic in the blogosphere. How can "Filipino-ness" be defined? Is it an absolute necessity in this age of globalization? Is "nation" even a relevant concept? How can this be manifested in a literary work? Why don’t we seem to see enough of such central elements of Filipino life as crime, sex, and humor in our literature, or is that only in English?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Efren Abueg, Leoncio Deriada, Cristina Pantoja Hidalgo, Resil Mojares, Timothy Montes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Isagani R. Cruz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: CAL-AVR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 2, FEBRUARY 12, THURSDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ateneo de Manila University&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katipunan Avenue, Loyola Heights, Quezon City&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:00AM | PLENARY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Leong Hall Auditorium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Program&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Opening Remarks, Prof. Ricardo de Ungria, Commissioner for the Arts, NCCA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Welcome Address, Dr. Ma. Luz Vilches, Dean of the School of Humanities&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Message, Dr. Antonette Palma-Angeles, Academic Vice-President, AdMU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• A Concise History of 150 Years of Ateneo Writing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Open Forum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Tribute Proper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Screen Presentation on Emmanuel S. Torres and Reading of Citation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Screen Presentation on Gregorio C. Brillantes and Reading of Citation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Response of the Honorees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Closing Remarks, Dr. Ma. Luisa Torres Reyes, Chair, Dept. of English&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:00PM | ATENEO GALLERY AND LIBRARY TOUR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2:00PM | PARALLEL SESSIONS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE POET-CRITIC. The issue of how art and criticism interface has been a central topic even in the creative writing curricula of top universities worldwide. Whether our writers have found the interface uneasy or comfortable, consciously or unconsciously, it has shaped the craft and aesthetics of generations of authors in the Philippines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Gemino H. Abad, Exie Abola, J. Neil Garcia, Allan Popa, Jun Cruz Reyes, and Thai fictionist/screenwriter Prabda Yoon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: D(anilo) Francisco (M) Reyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Social Science Conference Rooms 1 &amp; 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TEXT AND CONTEXT. The encounter between art and politics, writing and ideology, or aesthetics and social engagement, has been a significant consideration in countries like the Philippines as it has been said to make for bad writing and good politics/bad politics and good writing. Thus, these binary categories have been considered mutually exclusive practices by some writers, but deemed mutually constitutive commitments by writers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Isagani R. Cruz, National Artist Bienvenido Lumbera, Danton Remoto, Roland Tolentino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Oscar Campomanes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Social Science Conference Rooms 3 &amp; 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PUBLISHING FOR THE FUTURE. No literature can prosper without publishing, but publishing itself is taking on new forms and challenges in this new century, such as online publishing and print on demand. What directions will Philippine literary publishing and Philippine literature itself take in the foreseeable future? What can the Philippine academic and commercial publishers do to promote literature here and abroad? Are there alternatives to mainstream publishing that can be explored, and can they be commercially viable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Karina Bolasco, Adam David, Antonio Hidalgo, Esther Pacheco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Maricor Baytion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: NGF Conference Rm, G/F De La Costa Hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4:00PM | PARALLEL SESSIONS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FEMINISM IN OUR MIDST. The question of how women writers write under conditions quite distinct from men writers has been a source of dynamism and controversy in both their works and the criticism on their work. This has been a point of contention in recent literary history as some women writers organize themselves as women writers, weaving literature and sharing life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Rica Bolipata-Santos, Cristina Pantoja Hidalgo, Priscilla Macansantos, Aida F. Santos, Dinah Roma-Sianturi, Hope Yu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Benilda Santos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Social Science Conference Rooms 1 &amp; 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LITERATURE IN ACTION. Non-canonical texts abound in contexts like the Philippines in which literature’s energies come from places quite apart from "Literature." Foremost among this type of literary production is the whole range of performative practices which create cultural "events" as opposed to literary "art." Most prominent examples of this range from avant-garde forms to so-called "agit-prop" art in which visual and/or performance artists and educational and community theater groups like PETA have been making a splash in the international art and academic scene since the 80s and 90s. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Michael Coroza, Steven Patrick Fernandez, Servando Halili, Bonifacio Ilagan, Glenn Mas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Gary Devilles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Social Science Conference Rooms 3 &amp; 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHILDREN’S LITERATURE. In the Philippines, it has been said that the reading fare of Filipino children continues to be dominated by children’s literature from the West, as evidenced by the children's books usually on display in major book shops. Nevertheless, it can be argued that for decades now, significant headway has been made in providing alternative reading materials for Filipino children by publishing houses like Aklat Adarna and noted Filipino authors and published locally in English, Filipino and other Philippine languages. What genres have been developed in children’s literature by Filipinos? Are these genres a mere imitation of the western models? Has the production been enough to begin to draw up a canon of children’s literature in the Philippines? What has been the impact of children's literature on the readers? What role must children's literature play in the Philippines? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Cyan Abad-Jugo, Christine Bellen, Jean Lee Patindol, Ramon V. Sunico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Jerry Respeto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: NGF Conference Room, G/F De La Costa Hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5:00PM | DINNER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Leong Hall Roof Deck&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Closing Remarks, Dr. Assunta Cuyegkeng, Vice President, Ateneo de Manila Univeristy-Loyola Schools&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY 3, FEBRUARY 13, FRIDAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cubao X, Araneta Center, Cubao, Quezon City&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:30AM | PLENARY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Cubao X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hosts: Angelo R. Lacuesta, Festival Coordinator; Joel Toledo, Festival Assistant Coordinator&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10:00PM | PARALLEL SESSIONS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOME, ROAM, AND AWAY. Publishing locally versus publishing abroad. How does place of publication—or place of writing—affect or define your audience, or your career or your work? This should also function as a guide for those who seek international publication: what are the challenges and what are the chances? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Vicente G. Groyon III, Mookie Katigbak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Lourd Ernest De Veyra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Mogwai 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE END OF PRINT. Web-based publishing, traditional print publishing, and print-on-demand: the meaning of publication has multiplied so much these days. Has the meaning of quality, or rigor, or intent changed as well? How has this affected today’s writer? Has he (or must he) achieve convergence, or should there be dividing lines?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Roberto Añonuevo, Adam David, Jean Claire Dy, Luis Katigbak, Edgar Samar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Dean Francis Alfar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Pablo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WRITE TO LIFE. Writing to live, or living to write? Many literary writers have commercial writing careers—but what about other lines of work? And what of the lines that divide work and writing? This discussion covers all sorts of jobs writers must take—and the amount of confrontation and compromise writers must endure. It will also cover tips and tricks to avoid burnout and “multitasking hell.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Josua Cabrera, Dominique Cimafranca, Mikael de Lara Co, Ramil Gulle, Victor Dennis T. Nierva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Frank Cimatu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Kolektib 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LINGO NG WIKA. Language and authenticity in Philippine literary practice—it’s an old argument. So should we be done with it, then? Or shouldn’t we? (This conversation covers all Filipino languages.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Genevieve Asenjo, John Barrios, Jaime Jesus Borlagdan, Jose Jason Changcoco, Jason Laxamana, Glen Mas, Voltaire Oyzon, John Iremil Teodoro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Rica Bolipata-Santos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Kolektib 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GLOBAL WARMING. A plenary discussion over lunch featuring Asian and Filipino writers who have gone “global.” Our international panelists will discuss the challenges and rewards of writing in their local language and still achieving international recognition and popularity. The panel will also discuss practical tips on international grants, fellowships and exchange programs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Nguyan Bao Chan, Conchitina Cruz, Dinah Roma-Sianturi, Prabda Yoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Angelo R. Lacuesta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2:00PM | PARALLEL SESSIONS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PURO FORMA. The formal versus the experimental in poetry—is there a conflict? Young poets discuss the issues (and, inevitably, the non-issues) that abound. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Michael Coroza, Conchitina Cruz, J. Neil C. Garcia, Mookie Katigbak, Angelo Suarez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Allan Popa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Mogwai 2&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(waaaah! gusto kong pumunta dito!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOVING UP IN THE WORD. Building the literary career—does it still have the same requirements as ten years ago, or are there new ways to get that break? Is the PalancaTM Award still the quickest path to writerhood? Or is that old-school thinking? What’s a literary career anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Efmer Agustin, Janice Bagawi, Arifah Jamil, Junley Lazaga, Leonila Lopido, Monica Macansantos, Harold Mercurio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Mikael Co&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Pablo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FICTIONAL SHOWDOWN. This is a friendly showdown between the realms speculative fiction and “non-speculative” fiction—its advocates, practitioners and its subject matter. Also up for discussion: attempted definitions, blurred boundaries and common goals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Dean Francis Alfar, Adam David, Jonathan J. Siason, Alvin B. Yapan, Prabda Yoon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Ian Casocot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Kolektib 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4:00PM | PARALLEL SESSIONS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL ABOUT MY OTHER. The I versus “otherness” in poetry: how do they figure in your work? Insights, questions, problems and answers on this mind-boggling topic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Ronald Baytan, Kristian S. Cordero, Conchitina Cruz, Larry Ypil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderators: Carlomar Daoana, Dinah Roma-Sianturi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Mogwai 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UNSCRIPTED. Playwrights, screenwriters and writers in general discuss the difficulties of writing for the stage and screen—from the issue (or non-issue) of language and the challenges of the craft, to the long road to production and the burden of having to win the audience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Jhoanna Cruz, Glen Mas, John Iremil Teodoro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Jun Lana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Pablo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE YOUNG AND THE LITLESS. Is the Filipino youth worth writing for? In the age of the Internet and digital home entertainment, Filipino children and young adults have so much to see, hear and read—without having to open a book. How does this affect the youngest generation of the Filipino literary audience? How does this affect the Filipino writer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Christine Bellen, Jean Lee Patindol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderator: Tara FT Sering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Kolektib 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE STORY OF OUR LIVES. Short story writers and novelists discuss the concerns of today’s fictionist—from language and style to themes and subject matter. Also to be discussed: getting published internationally, and the problem and the burden of writing long-form work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panelists: Vincente Groyon III, Arifah Jamil, Luis Katigbak, Januar Yap, Alvin B. Yapan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderators: Genevieve Asenjo, John Bengan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Kolektib 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:30PM | PLENARY: DEAR NCCA. What can the NCCA do for the younger or emerging writer? This discussion hopes to come up with a wishlist for the NCCA, covering specific measures of support for the Filipino writer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moderators: Angelo R. Lacuesta, Joel Toledo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Venue: Mogwai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8:00PM | CLOSING CEREMONIES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Address, National Artist Virgilio S. Almario&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• NCCA Resolutions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;• Response and Closing Address, Ricardo de Ungria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-3199974440444345934?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/3199974440444345934/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=3199974440444345934' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3199974440444345934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-226265083400119018</id><published>2009-01-26T20:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:30:16.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='don&apos;t gimme that shit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huwat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dalamhati'/><title type='text'>this is not something literary</title><content type='html'>(an 18 year old girl needs to speak her mind. and oh yes, her heart too. yes, she has a heart. can't believe it? well, i was also surprised when she clutched her chest with pain. she felt pain. there. she said it throbbed like hell. then she realized that love isn't totally abstract, that it has a manifestation: pain. she wonders what anatomy has to do with feelings.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now she has to deal with it, since "everything is suffering" already. she has to take part of the world's suffering. it was nobody's fault. but she can't help blaming herself - you know, the usual. funny, isn't it? it's gonna happen again. and she's certain that it's gonna end up the same anyway. hopelessness. what a shame. now, let's hear what she has to say.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-226265083400119018?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/226265083400119018/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=226265083400119018' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/226265083400119018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/226265083400119018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-not-something-literary.html' title='this is not something literary'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-2943328427546369134</id><published>2009-01-23T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T00:10:02.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambroxol</title><content type='html'>Nanikit sa lababo&lt;br /&gt;ang plemang may bahid ng dugo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaano nga ba kalayo&lt;br /&gt;ang baga sa puso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-2943328427546369134?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/2943328427546369134/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=2943328427546369134' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/2943328427546369134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/2943328427546369134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2009/01/amb.html' title='Ambroxol'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-2479280681660834195</id><published>2009-01-21T15:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:20:21.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maligayang Pagdating</title><content type='html'>sa mundo ng marami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-2479280681660834195?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/2479280681660834195/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=2479280681660834195' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/2479280681660834195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/2479280681660834195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2009/01/maligayang-pagdating.html' title='Maligayang Pagdating'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-6019137176482101815</id><published>2009-01-17T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:23:16.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huwat'/><title type='text'>paalam</title><content type='html'>sa(lamat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-6019137176482101815?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/6019137176482101815/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=6019137176482101815' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6019137176482101815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6019137176482101815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2009/01/paalam.html' title='paalam'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-7774436324444257832</id><published>2009-01-14T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:25:50.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='huwat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Believe Me, It Was Already Two Years Ago</title><content type='html'>It's always hard to begin&lt;br /&gt;conversations with you.&lt;br /&gt;We both stand on the seashore,&lt;br /&gt;side by side. Silent&lt;br /&gt;waves devour the sand&lt;br /&gt;underneath our feet.&lt;br /&gt;I look down, somehow hoping&lt;br /&gt;that the water will reveal&lt;br /&gt;long-lost things in the sand:&lt;br /&gt;a birthday card, a withered&lt;br /&gt;white rose, our friendship&lt;br /&gt;bracelets, a couple of&lt;br /&gt;years worth of words.&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't. And we'd rather&lt;br /&gt;have ourselves cherish this stillness&lt;br /&gt;than to dwell on the ruins&lt;br /&gt;of our yesterdays.&lt;br /&gt;So we stand on the seashore,&lt;br /&gt;side by side, neither beginning&lt;br /&gt;nor ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-7774436324444257832?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/7774436324444257832/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=7774436324444257832' title='1 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7774436324444257832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7774436324444257832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2009/01/believe-me-it-was-already-two-years-ago.html' title='Believe Me, It Was Already Two Years Ago'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-2882719459521418419</id><published>2009-01-12T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:42:08.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tara, date tayo.</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SWryIwoKCDwAAC@IYzk1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.chelarace.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SWryIwoKCDwAAC@IYzk1/Walong-Diwata.JPG?et=mCoNbvSqFnaXngR2wLzVRQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;Sa wakas! Sa January 27, Tuesday, sa SocSci conference rooms 1 at 2 ng Ateneo, ang book launch ng nobela ni &lt;a href="www.atisan.blogspot.com"&gt;Sir Egay&lt;/a&gt; na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walong Diwata ng Pagkahulog&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Save the date! ;D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Baka gusto mo pang magbasa (alam ko gusto mo): &lt;a href="http://soh.ateneo.edu/global/module.php?LM=articles.detail&amp;id=&amp;pid=&amp;id=1231126307624"&gt;School of Humanities congratulates Edgar Calabia Samar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-2882719459521418419?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/2882719459521418419/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=2882719459521418419' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/2882719459521418419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/2882719459521418419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2009/01/tara-date-tayo.html' title='Tara, date tayo.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-7851942463451064344</id><published>2009-01-07T21:21:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:38:11.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tula'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>ganito kasi yun</title><content type='html'>Kapag hindi ako makapagsulat, nagsusulat ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May due ako bukas na short story para sa FA 106 (Fiction), kay Sir Yuson. Alam ko dapat nagawa ko na ito noon pang bakasyon, pero mahirap talaga kapag stagnant ang utak. Tsaka yung bumabaha ng mga ideya at plot pero wa na epek pag nilapat na sa papel. Depressing yun, 'kala mo ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At yun nga. May due ako bukas na short story para sa FA 106 (Fiction), kay Sir Yuson. Kailangan kong magsulat ng maikling kuwento na tungkol sa mahiwagang salita na pagmamahal, o L-O-V-E Rukawa. At di lang yun ha. Kailangan naka-set sa panahon ng giyera (kahit anong klase ng giyera). Haha, eto secret lang natin ha: wala akong experience sa pareho (sa L-O-V-E at sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tonight we dine in hell&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May due ako bukas na short story para sa FA 106 (Fiction), kay Sir Yuson, kaya nga "ginagawa" ko ngayon. At (OMG bakit bakit bakit ngayon) nakapagsulat ako ng tula ("rawr, it's been ages!"). Unang draft pa lang ito. Mwahugz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Repose, I cannot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Rachel Valencerina Marra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind blew softly&lt;br /&gt;and it brought me&lt;br /&gt;the fragrance of mountains&lt;br /&gt;and freshly-cut grass.&lt;br /&gt;When it stopped, all that's left&lt;br /&gt;was the scent of Lysol&lt;br /&gt;stuck in my fencing mask,&lt;br /&gt;inviting my brain to surrender my soul&lt;br /&gt;to the boy who intended to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;with his bent blade.&lt;br /&gt;A lefty he is, and I was pleased&lt;br /&gt;with the way he twirled&lt;br /&gt;his foil with mine&lt;br /&gt;and with the pain I felt as he thrust&lt;br /&gt;it just above my chest.&lt;br /&gt;Careless, I was.&lt;br /&gt;But all I could think of was his gaze -&lt;br /&gt;pointed directly at me -&lt;br /&gt;and the too many fragile points&lt;br /&gt;on my body&lt;br /&gt;that the breast plate,&lt;br /&gt;the mask, and the fencing jacket&lt;br /&gt;could not hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;edited January 8, 2009&lt;br /&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/2768302093313243041-7851942463451064344?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/7851942463451064344/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=7851942463451064344' title='2 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7851942463451064344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7851942463451064344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2009/01/ganito-kasi-yun_07.html' title='ganito kasi yun'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-6455993008453445079</id><published>2009-01-06T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T20:28:34.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ganito kasi yun...</title><content type='html'>ang hirap kasi na halos lahat na lang ng mga pangyayari ay cliche.&lt;br /&gt;lahat naman ng bago ay di makatotohanan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-6455993008453445079?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/6455993008453445079/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=6455993008453445079' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6455993008453445079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6455993008453445079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2009/01/ganito-kasi-yun.html' title='ganito kasi yun...'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-2260855437290326880</id><published>2009-01-03T18:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T23:18:34.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>destined</title><content type='html'>pro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se     s&lt;br /&gt; 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  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-3059184637248083028?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/3059184637248083028/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=3059184637248083028' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3059184637248083028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3059184637248083028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-time-with-murakami-pinball-1973.html' title='First Time with Murakami (Pinball, 1973)'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-3079197206977199125</id><published>2008-12-27T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T16:09:24.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bakasyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SVXh1jOfkpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XJifpSCyCC8/s1600-h/CodeGeassLelouchoftheRebellionR2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SVXh1jOfkpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XJifpSCyCC8/s320/CodeGeassLelouchoftheRebellionR2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284378047894491794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katatapos lang naming manood ng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Code Geass&lt;/span&gt; season 2. Hindi pa rin ako maka-get over, kaya kahit na sobrang dami kong gustong sabihin tungkol dito e hindi ko masabi. Galing, sobra. Ang tindi. Kapag lahat ng astig pinagsama-sama mo (Death Note, Gundam Seed, V for Vendetta, Claymore, The Happening, etc.), eto na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SVXh1Yh10jI/AAAAAAAAAHk/u7BFZmA33iw/s1600-h/code_geass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SVXh1Yh10jI/AAAAAAAAAHk/u7BFZmA33iw/s320/code_geass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284378045022851634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bishounen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Back to reality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil masisipag kayong mga bata - di tulad ko, alam kong may maipapasa kayo rito. May &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;call for contributions ang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; para sa special issue. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUILTY PLEASURES&lt;/span&gt; ang tema para sa lahat ng pieces, mapa-artwork man o literary. I-send sa &lt;span style="" times="" new="" roman=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new="" roman=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new="" roman=""&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:heights.english@gmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;heights.english@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kung Ingles, sa &lt;span style="" times="" new="" roman=""&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:heights.filipino@gmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;heights.filipino@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kung Filipino. Para sa mga artworks, i-send sa&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" times="" new="" roman=""&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:art.heights@gmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;art.heights@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;o dalhin sa Publications Room, MVP 202. (Wag kalimutang isama ang iyong pangalan, taon at kurso.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;Wanted: Musa. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ng SMART...&lt;br /&gt;25 Million made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;25 Million cannot be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make that 24999999. GLOBE na ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-3079197206977199125?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/3079197206977199125/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=3079197206977199125' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3079197206977199125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3079197206977199125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/12/bakasyon.html' title='bakasyon'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SVXh1jOfkpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/XJifpSCyCC8/s72-c/CodeGeassLelouchoftheRebellionR2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-571680065452169199</id><published>2008-12-23T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T00:05:11.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drooping</title><content type='html'>+&lt;br /&gt;May bulubundukin ba sa Denmark? Nanaginip ako. Nagbakasyon daw kami sa Denmark. Naka-sasakyan lang daw kami. Maraming puno, may ilog sa bundok. Nasa tuktok ng bundok ang bahay na tutuluyan namin. Mahangin, malamig.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko pinapangarap na makapunta sa Denmark. Pero tatandaan kong maigi ang panaginip kong ito. Balang-araw, malay ko ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++&lt;br /&gt;Sabik ako sa kasama. Ayokong mag-isa.&lt;br /&gt;'Eto ang hirap pag di na nasisikatan ng araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;Naiiyak na ako kanina. Gusto kong humiga sa gitna ng Bel Field at magpalunod sa putik at ambon. Pero nakakahiya kasi maraming tao.&lt;br /&gt;Mag-isa lang ako kahit na nariyan sila sa paligid ko. Ibang klaseng pag-iisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++++&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon lang uli ako nagkaganito. Kalungkutang walang dahilan. Kalungkutang humihingi ng paliwanag.&lt;br /&gt;Pasensya na, wala akong maibibigay na paliwanag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-571680065452169199?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/571680065452169199/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=571680065452169199' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/571680065452169199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/571680065452169199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/12/drooping.html' title='drooping'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-8188679018399225763</id><published>2008-12-23T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:00:25.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Iba't Ibang Mukha ng Musa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVD6kQoKCDwAAHTGFiU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVD6ogoKCDwAAHMw-U81"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVD6uQoKCDwAAHUaGQ41"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVD7CQoKCDwAAAHfeX81"&gt;&lt;a 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class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVD6kQoKCDwAAHTGFiU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVD6ogoKCDwAAHMw-U81"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVD6uQoKCDwAAHUaGQ41"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVD6uQoKCDwAAHUaGQ41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.chelarace.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVD6uQoKCDwAAHUaGQ41/MusaCooper.jpg?et=rheKI3GQ77itQAMDWiBwAQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rapper na musa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVD6kQoKCDwAAHTGFiU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVD6ogoKCDwAAHMw-U81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.chelarace.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVD6ogoKCDwAAHMw-U81/musa-1.jpg?et=8a%2B8lQek2w%2CsxEgWOMjNcw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pelikulang musa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVD6kQoKCDwAAHTGFiU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.chelarace.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVD6kQoKCDwAAHTGFiU1/musa1.jpg?et=VDUGnMC3wi6p1oeiM1HIzg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;sasakyang musa&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(ayon sa google)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Hindi nasasagot ng google ang lahat. (e di lalo na ng yahoo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8188679018399225763?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8188679018399225763/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8188679018399225763' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8188679018399225763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8188679018399225763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/12/ang-iba-ibang-mukha-ng-musa.html' title='Ang Iba&amp;#39;t Ibang Mukha ng Musa'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-7409759958921152719</id><published>2008-12-22T22:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T22:43:56.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bauninam!*</title><content type='html'>Ikaw. Oo, ikaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumisita ka. Hindi ko muli inaasahan. Kailan ka nga ba huling bumisita? Oktubre noong isang taon. Kailan nga ba tayo huling nagkita? Noong birthday ng pinsan mo noong Hunyo. Magpipitong buwan na pala. Pagkatapos nun, wala na. Ni "ha" ni "ho," ni blankong text message wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakaupo tayo sa sopa habang isinasalaysay mo sa akin ang nangyari. Sabi mo, hindi ka na masaya. Na hindi mo siya mahiwalayan kasi bukod sa may nangyari na sa inyo, hindi mo kaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ikaw ang lalake, pero ikaw ang nag-aalala.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasa magkabilang dulo tayo ng sopa, magkatabi ngunit may napakalaking puwang. Alam kong makatutulong sana ang isang yakap pero pasensiya na, hindi ko kaya. Gusto ko sanang kunin ang iyong kamay para itapat sa aking puso. Walang takot kong sasabihin ko sa iyo na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;narito ako&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit hindi ko ugali ang magsinungaling. Wala ako &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roon&lt;/span&gt;. Wala ka rin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doon&lt;/span&gt;. Walang sopa. Puro puwang lamang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bibisita ka na nga lang, mambubulabog ka pa ng tulog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw. Oo, ikaw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-7409759958921152719?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/7409759958921152719/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=7409759958921152719' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7409759958921152719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7409759958921152719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/12/bauninam.html' title='bauninam!*'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-1671017115716041921</id><published>2008-12-22T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T15:33:52.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new look</title><content type='html'>yep yep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at kasalukuyan pa akong nagti-tinker ng kung anik-anik sa blog na ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon ko lang na-discover at na-explore ang xhtml. Astig haha, hanggang html lang ako dati e. Kaya bago ang layout at kakaiba ang blog lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nahihirapan pa rin akong mag-link ng blogs mula sa Multiply. Panakit ulo haha. Kung alam nyo, pa-share naman ng kaalaman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-1671017115716041921?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/1671017115716041921/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=1671017115716041921' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1671017115716041921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1671017115716041921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-look.html' title='new look'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-1372585579098981897</id><published>2008-12-21T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:34:39.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bakasyon na!</title><content type='html'>    at nga pala....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calling all artists! Heights and APART will be conducting an art exhibit, with the theme "Obsessions" on Feb. 16, 2009. Artworks of any medium (oil, digital, watercolor, mixed media), as well as sculptures and the likes may be submitted. Only 30 artworks will be featured so hurry and submit your works to the Heights room (MVP 202) on or before Jan. 17!     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-1372585579098981897?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/1372585579098981897/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=1372585579098981897' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1372585579098981897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1372585579098981897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/12/bakasyon-na.html' title='bakasyon na!'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-3048517035733585259</id><published>2008-12-14T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:16:46.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dahil nananalig tayo sa mga bagay na inaasahan nating magpapaalala sa atin kung ano tayo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/album/15/Raindrops_on_roses_part_1_of_2_ng_18th_something?replies_read=13"&gt;ito&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/album/16"&gt;ito&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/album/17"&gt;ito.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-3048517035733585259?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/3048517035733585259/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=3048517035733585259' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3048517035733585259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3048517035733585259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/12/dahil-nananalig-tayo-sa-mga-bagay-na.html' title='dahil nananalig tayo sa mga bagay na inaasahan nating magpapaalala sa atin kung ano tayo'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-3888175600826225376</id><published>2008-12-14T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:26:45.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses</title><content type='html'>+&lt;br&gt;Oo, baka nabalitaan n'yo na. Lumabas na ang 2nd regular issue ng Heights. Maganda, pwamis. Tuwang-tuwa talaga ako sa cover (hindi dahil may pagka-Twilight siya). Ngayon ko lang din napansin na akma yung kulay ng cover sa tula ni Ali na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ebony and Ivory&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sa Lunes, bukas, abangan n'yo na sa mga stands.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;++&lt;br&gt;Salamat sa mga sumama sa Pizza Hut: sina Micha, Anna, Iggy, EJ, JC, Mike, Walt, at Brandz. Masarap talaga ang pizza pag libre. Pero mas masarap ang pizza kapag ikaw ang nanlibre haha. (Pasensya na tig-iisang baso lang ng Pepsi ang nakaya ko, tapos hindi pa ako marunong mag-host ng mga ganiyang eat-out.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;Sa totoo lang, wala naman akong ibang gagawin dito kundi magpasalamat. Hayaan n'yo akong maging emosyonal. Salamat sa pagpunta ninyo. Salamat kay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walt&lt;/span&gt; para dun sa Turkish woven bookmark at sa Farker Fen, at sa pagiging kaibigan (ang drama talaga haha). Salamat kay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EJ&lt;/span&gt; kasi kung hindi siya Globe, hindi malalaman ng iba (Smart kasi ako e). Salamat sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coding&lt;/span&gt;, dahil kung hindi coding si Iggy baka hindi siya pumunta. Salamat kay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JC&lt;/span&gt; - in advance - para sa librong &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Para Kay B&lt;/span&gt; ni Ricky Lee. Salamat kay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike&lt;/span&gt;, kasi nakahabol siya. Salamat kay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt;, dahil hindi niya ako pinatay haha. Salamat nga rin pala kina &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna at Micha&lt;/span&gt;, para sa surprise cake (aw, thanks so much!). Salamat kay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brandz&lt;/span&gt;, kasi nakapunta siya at hindi natuloy yung Theo thingy niya. Salamat nga rin pala kay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iggy&lt;/span&gt;, sa pagkain kahit na nahihirapan ka.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;++++&lt;br&gt;Kasalukuyan ko palang na ina-upload ang mga pics. ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++++&lt;br&gt;Ayun, hindi pa ako pagod magpasalamat! Pero sobrang dami nila kaya special mention na lang:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;kina &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mommy, Daddy, Kuya, Allison, at Lolo Fred&lt;/span&gt;. Sa Cake, sa Barbecue, sa Pininyahan, sa budget pang-Pizza Hut, sa suporta, sa pagtitiwala, sa napakaganda kong apelido, sa napakaganda kong middle name, sa heritage, sa 17 years kong buhay at sa mga darating pa.&lt;br&gt;sa mga bumati sa akin sa Friendster: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Russel, Rachel B., at Joyce&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;sa mga nag-text: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ybonne, Gel, Mike, Anna, Jong, Mich, Walt, Tita Gizelle at Tito Anthony, Lolo Pilo at Lola Estela, Tita Norma, Carlo, Nessie, Fressie, at Noh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;sa mga nag-iwan ng pabati sa guestbook ko rito: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mike, Miggy, Pin, at EJ&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;sa mga bumati thru YM: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fourth and Marcy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;sa mga tumawag: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tito Joland&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kira&lt;/span&gt; (thanks talaga Kira, di ko yun inaasahan!)&lt;br&gt;sa mga pumunta kahapon: maraming maraming maraming salamat kina &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noh &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nessie&lt;/span&gt;. Natanggap na nga nila yung unang kalahati ng Christmas gift ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;++++++&lt;br&gt;Alam mo ba, ang panaginip ko nung madaling-araw ng birthday ko: naka-mini skirt daw ako. (WTH)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++++++&lt;br&gt;Hindi ako depressed, di tulad nung birthday ko last year. Nung isang taon kasi, dalawa lang ang klase ko buong maghapon. Freecut pa yung isa. Aksidente kong nabambo sa ulo yung partner ko sa Wushu. Mabibilang lang sa daliri yung mga bumati at nakaalala. Sigh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;++++++++&lt;br&gt;"18 na ako," sabay tingin sa mga kalangitang binudburan ng mga bituing pinaghihinanakitan. Isang bugtong-hininga na walang makalulutas. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-3888175600826225376?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/3888175600826225376/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=3888175600826225376' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3888175600826225376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3888175600826225376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/12/raindrops-on-roses-and-girls-in-white.html' title='Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-3376705082620426525</id><published>2008-12-02T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:33:16.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maniniwala ka ba</title><content type='html'>  Alam mo ba, sinapak ko yung partner ko kanina sa fencing. Ipag-parry 4 ba naman kasi ako nang magkasunod. Imposible naman yun, di ba? Kasi kapag parry 4, pinoprotektahan mo yung outer upper mo. Kapag parry 6, yung inner upper naman. Alangan namang atakihin nang magkasunod yung outer upper mo hindi ba? Kaya hindi dapat ginagawa nang magkasunod ang parry 4 o maging ang parry 6. Kaya nga rin may repose di ba? Pero ang totoo, hindi mo alam. Hindi mo alam na hindi ito totoo. Ngayon alam mo na. Pero alam mo na ba talaga?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ginagawa kong once-a-week habit na lamang ang blogging. Para sa linggong ito, espesyal ang sinulat ko. Napakalalim ng insight ko dun. Sobrang pinagpuyatan ko yun nung Linggo ng gabi. Nag-isip ako ng mga magagandang topic at ng mga bagong pangyayari sa buhay ko (mahirap yun ah!). Dumaan din yun sa tatlong editing, wala pa yung mga final polishing at revising. Tuwang-tuwa nga ako sa naisulat ko. Napakadalang kasi na malaman yung mga blog entry ko. Sayang nga e. Kasi hindi ito yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lahat ng gusto kong i-blog, naikuwento ko na kanina sa guidance interview ko. Oo, LAHAT. Sa sobrang daldal ko, hindi ata na-convince yung councilor na may problema ako sa communication skills at sa pag-establish ng stable connection sa mga taong nasa paligid ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TENSE SHIFTING EXERCISE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Four."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hiniwa ko ang hangin sa kanang direksiyon gamit ang aking foil. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Four."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ha? Paano yun?&lt;/span&gt; Takang-taka ako. Bumalik ako sa en garde position at ginawa uli ang parry four.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Binagsak niya ang glove.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Inextend ko ang aking kanang braso: isang repose. Kahit anong pilit ang ginawa ko, hindi ko talaga nagawang i-pin ang glove gamit ang aking foil.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ngumiti siya ng isang ngiting nanlilibak.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nandilim ang aking paningin. Ibinagsak ko ang aking foil sa sahig - na lumikha ng matinis na alingawngaw sa buong covered courts. Nangatigil ang lahat ng estudyante sa kani-kanilang mga ginagawa at nilalaro. Tinitigan ko ang aking partner.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pinapanood na kami ng lahat ng tao sa loob ng covered courts, maging ang mga guwardiya at mga janitor. Pinameywangan ako ng partner ko habang sinasabing "Kahit anong pilit mong mag-ensayo ng tense shifting, hindi mo yun makukuha! Bwahahahaha!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sinasapak ko na siya. Kasi ayokong ibuko niya sa buong mundo (covered courts) na sa simula pa lang, nagkamali na ako. Hindi pala dapat unang punto de bista ang ginamit ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nagmamakaawa na siya ngayon. Maniniwala ba ako?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;       &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-3376705082620426525?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/3376705082620426525/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=3376705082620426525' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3376705082620426525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3376705082620426525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/12/maniniwala-ka-ba.html' title='Maniniwala ka ba'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-8739772129025414150</id><published>2008-11-25T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:23:09.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just wanna get this out.</title><content type='html'>right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head hurts SO MUCH. have to use "reading glasses" to endure this bright monitor: have to finish a paper in Psych101, a homework in the same subject, a pamphlet for our FA102 fund raising activity...what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;numbers and numbers and numbers of number problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needs sleep. lots of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crave for an ethan stiefel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8739772129025414150?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8739772129025414150/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8739772129025414150' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8739772129025414150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8739772129025414150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-wanna-get-this-out.html' title='i just wanna get this out.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-5886356391547194277</id><published>2008-11-23T07:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:44:48.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disorder</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="330"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/paranoid.html"&gt;Paranoid Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" size="-1" face="arial"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizoid.html"&gt;Schizoid Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#000099" size="-1" face="arial"&gt;Low&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizotypal.html"&gt;Schizotypal Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" size="-1" face="arial"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/antisocial.html"&gt;Antisocial Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" size="-1" face="arial"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/borderline.html"&gt;Borderline Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="-1" face="arial"&gt;Very High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/histrionic.html"&gt;Histrionic Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" size="-1" face="arial"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/narcissistic.html"&gt;Narcissistic Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#990099" size="-1" face="arial"&gt;Moderate&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/avoidant.html"&gt;Avoidant Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" size="-1" face="arial"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/dependent.html"&gt;Dependent Personality Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" size="-1" face="arial"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/ocd.html"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0033" size="-1" face="arial"&gt;High&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Take the Personality Disorder Test&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;br&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html"&gt;Personality Disorder Info&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-5886356391547194277?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/5886356391547194277/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=5886356391547194277' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5886356391547194277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5886356391547194277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/11/disorder.html' title='disorder'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-9063828949796433540</id><published>2008-11-23T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T10:34:53.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobyembre 23, 2008. 12:15 nu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marami tayong mga bagay na nalilimutan. Nalilimutan, hindi kinakalimutan. Hindi naman natin gusto yun hindi ba - yung makalimot nang di sinasadya? Pero di yun maiiwasan, kasi tao lang tayo – hindi sapat ang ating kapasidad (mapa-mental man o emosyonal). &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kaya nga tayo nagsusulat, para may babalikan tayo isang araw. Kasi masaya yung may binabalikan, may inuuwian. Alam mong may pinanggalingan ka. Alam mong may pagbabago. Nagkakaroon ka ng seguridad na oo, tao ka na nabubuhay. Hindi ka likha ng imahinasyon ng kung sino man. Oo, may mga taong dumaan sa buhay mo na piniling hindi manatili. At maaalala mong may nananatili. At matatakot ka sa pag-iisa. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Marami pa akong gustong ipaalam sa iyo, pero ikaw lang naman ang kahahantungan nito. Wag na lang.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Atsaka ako ang bida dito, puwede ba?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;+++&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pangalawang linggo pa lang, pakiramdam ko harassed na ako. Mula sa mga pila para sa pagpapakopya ng mga readings kina Ate Alma and her fellow photocopy people (lalo na sa library), sa paghahanap ng mga libro para ngayong semestre, sa mga requirements, sa mga nagbabadyang group works, sa Math12, sa Eco102 at sa pagko-commute. Harassed pero masaya naman. Buti nga yun e, simula pa lang hyped na ako. &lt;st1:city w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Sana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; magtuloy-tuloy pa ito.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Regular schedule na ako ngayon kasi tapos na ang trabaho ko sa LS Bookstore. Labindalawang oras ang bilang ko sa service hours ko, at may bayad pa akong hihintayin. Noong nakaraang semestre apat na shifts lang ang nakuha ko, pero ngayon marami-rami na. Yay! Veteran na ako ni Sir Mallari! Marami akong mga nakilala, karamihan sa kanila mga scholar din. Nandiyan si &lt;st1:country-region w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;Frances&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; na taga-Matanglawin – na binigyan ako ng colored PDF file ng Principles of Economics ni Mankiw. Si Hazel na malapit nang magtapos ng pag-aaral – na pamilyar ang mukha. Si Alvin na sobrang kulit pero masipag. Si Minotzka na taga-San Mateo rin, sa Easteriew. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Kilala ko na nga rin pala yung seatmate ko sa Math12. Laking pasasalamat ko na nagkaroon siya ng kusa na kausapin ako, kung hindi habambuhay ko siyang di makakausap at makikilala. Siya si Migs (ang dami ko nang kakilala na Miguel ang pangalan), first year at Humanities ang course.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Simula nga pala ngayon, kapag may bago akong kakilala itatala ko sila rito. Madali kasi akong makalimot.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hindi siguro nakaya ni Migs na sobrang tahimik ng katabi niya haha. May pagka-madaldal kasi siya pero hindi yung tipong nakakagambala sa pakikinig ko sa prof.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nakakatulong pa nga siya e. Madalas tatanungin niya ako kung paano nakuha yung ganiyang number, kung tama ba yung dinerive niyang formula, at kung bakit ang tamad ko. Kapag naman hindi pa klase, tinatanong niya ako kung ano ang ginagawa sa kursong Creative Writing at kung ano-anong trabaho ang makukuha sa IS, sa ID, at sa Humanities. Nagreklamo rin siya sa akin minsan, na yung mga blockmates niya lagi na lang puro buhay/life at mga libro ang pinag-uusapan. Nagsasawa na raw siya. Medyo nawindang ako nung sinabi niya sa kin yun. Sa kursong Humanities at nasa ilalim ng &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype w:st="on"&gt;School&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  of &lt;st1:placename w:st="on"&gt;Humanities&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, hindi mo maiiwasan na makipagdiskusyunan tungkol sa mga bagay tulad ng buhay (at kahit na ba mga bagay tulad ng sex, gender, behavior, anime, nail polish, etc.)sa isang bagong &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;persperktibo – na hindi ko masasabing pilosopikal. Basta bago. At tungkol sa mga libro, naging defensive ako kasi, ano ba, Creative Writing ang kurso ko. Mahalaga para sa akin na ma-expose sa mga libro at sa mga manunulat, hindi kasi ako well-read.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;+++&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Liham para sa aking guro sa Math12&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Miss, baka pwedeng i-skip na natin itong chapter tungkol sa interest, credit, loans, at balances? Tsaka kung gustong bumili ni Justin ng isang home theater system, bakit ako pa ang hihingan niya ng advice kung alin ang mas magandang deal pagdating sa installment buying? May sarili naman siguro siyang calculator, ano. At seryosong advice: kung hindi niya kayang i-full payment in cash, e di wag siyang bumili! Tapos. Ayaw niya pala ng mga additional finance charges e. Kung naiwala naman ni Kristine ang credit card niya, kasalanan na niya yun. Hindi ko toka na alamin kung magkano ang utang niya base sa mga resibo niya. Pumunta na lang kaya siya sa bangko. E ano ngayon kung lolokohin siya run? Kasama na yun sa unwritten contract na sinang-ayunan niya sa mismong araw na nagpasiya siyang magkaroon ng credit card. Willing siyang magpaloko, in short. At Miss, hindi ko pa naman magagamit itong karunungan na ito. Wala pa kasi akong sariling suweldo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Miss, ano po ang pointers para sa unang long test?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;+++&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Dumaan nga pala ang mga kaarawan ng bunso naming si Allison at ng mga kaibigan kong sina Jamie at Gel. Happy Birthday uli!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;+++&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Noong Biyernes nga pala naganap ang Poetry in Motion. Hanep talaga, napakasayang karanasan kasi unang beses kong maging kasapi sa isang malaking kaganapan sa Heights at hindi lang ako basta tagapanood. Napuno ng mga dakila ang MVP Colayco Pavilion. May mga taga-UGAT mula sa UP, mga Thomasians, mga La Sallians ng Malate Literary Folio, mga Marians, at syempre mga Atenista. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hindi ko napanood si Vim Nadera pero masuwerte pa rin ako kasi naabutan ko si Sir Yol matapos naming sunduin sina Kevin dela Cruz, Ate Chai, and company&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ng UGAT sa Bo’s. Dear Xerex uli ang tinanghal ni Sir Yol pero iba pa rin ang tama. Naroon din sina Kookie Tuazon at Raul Roco Jr. Si Gelo Suarez ang astig grabe. Marami pang nagtanghal (kasama na rin ang mga host na sina Victor at Ali), pero hindi ko sila napanood lahat. Naging serbidora rin kasi ako e.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;At eto pa, yung microphone ko ginamit ng mga dakila! Ipapa-frame ko na nga e, hehe nabasbasan na kasi ng mga iba’t ibang mga makata/performers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Nakakain na nga rin pala ako ng sushi. Kakaiba. Sorry, pero hindi ko gaanong nagustuhan. Hindi ako sanay sa ganung klaseng blending ng mga lasa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;+++&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Naghahanap ako ng regularidad – ng stability. Mahirap yung laging umaasa sa pagbabakasakali.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Naghalungkat ako ng mga issues ng Guidon sa cabinet ko kasi kailangan kong maghanap ng isang article na nagpapakita ng isang human behavior para sa Psy101. Syempre, habang naghahalungkat, nagbasa rin ako.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nabasa ko ito sa On the Record:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Kung kaya mong magsipilyo isang beses [sa] isang araw, ba’t yung umupo para magsulat ng 10 minutes ‘di mo magawa?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;-Mikael de Lara Co, Palanca Awardee, stressing the nees for discipline in writing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Aray. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oo nga naman, Rachel. Ba’t di mo magawa?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-9063828949796433540?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/9063828949796433540/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=9063828949796433540' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/9063828949796433540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/9063828949796433540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/11/nobyembre-23-2008-1215-nu.html' title='Nobyembre 23, 2008. 12:15 nu'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-6297647375841215586</id><published>2008-11-16T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:22:52.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>matapos ang isang linggo</title><content type='html'>Nagawa ko na ito dati, pero dahil si Gel ang nag-tag sa kin...sige na nga!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I. Each blogger starts with 10 random facts/habits about themselves&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;II. Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their 10 things and post these rules.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;III. At the end of your blog, you need to choose 10 people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;IV. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. I AM A MASTERMIND.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayon sa MBTI (Myer Briggs something something) na nakuha ko kahapon, sa apat na  temperaments (artisans, idealists, guardians, rationals), isa raw akong RATIONAL. At sa ilalim nito, isa akong Mastermind. Medyo hindi magandang pakinggan kasi parang namumuno ako ng mga holdapan sa mga bangko. O ng mga kabulastugan sa eskuwelahan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eto raw ang mga strengths ko:&lt;br&gt;- strategic thinker &lt;br&gt;- not easily bothered by criticisms or indifference (depende. ewan.)&lt;br&gt;- prefer to do things their own way (pero minsan dependent din ako sa mga procedures)&lt;br&gt;- focus (weh?)&lt;br&gt;- driven (talaga? di halata)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Weaknesses:&lt;br&gt;- difficulty working with others (see # 2)&lt;br&gt;- unrealistic high standards. (OMG. so ibig sabihin high standard na yung 'at least a B' sa 'expected grade' ko sa Eco102.)&lt;br&gt;- may find others' feelings as illogical and, thus, invalid. (hindi ko pansin, pero palagay ko hindi naman)&lt;br&gt;- may be too engrossed with the future that they miss out on the important details of the present. (see # 4)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. I AM TAKING UP MATH 12.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At kumusta naman yun. Nag-iisa lang ako. At sa harap ako nakaupo. Langhap na langhap ko yung amoy ng whiteboard marker. Tinawag akong 'ate' nung seatmate ko. Mga freshies silang lahat at pakiramdam ko matatalino sila sa Math (wow, it kinda rhymes. parang rap lang a). Palagay ko hindi sila galing sa SOH. At biruin mo yun, may groupworks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. IYAKIN AKO&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lahat iniiyakan ko. Nobela, play, pelikula, anime, cartoons, tula, kanta, music video, atbp. Kahapon nga, umiyak ako sa play na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mga Gerilya sa Powell Street&lt;/span&gt;. Ang ganda kasi e. Tsaka nakakaiyak naman talaga.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. NAKALIMUTAN KONG MAGBAYAD SA FX NUNG BIYERNES.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Naalala ko lang nung nakababa na ako. Syet, first time yun. Nakakainis kasi yung traffic sa Ampid. Yun bang heavy traffic na ang dahilan e dahil marami lang talagang sasakyan. Nakatulog ako sa may Mercury Drug. Paggising ko nasa palengke pa lang kami ng Ampid. Siguro nakalimutan kong magbayad kasi masyado akong nabanas sa traffic.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. MAHAL KO SI V.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Adik ako sa V for Vendetta. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; 6.NGAYON LANG ULI AKO MAGSUSULAT NG BLOG ENTRY MATAPOS ANG ISANG LINGGO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eksakto, oo. Galing di ba? Breaking the habit e. Blogging is my opium. =p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. MAY BLOGGER AKO.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yap. Nagkro-cross-post din ako dun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. HINDI TALAGA AKO NAGBABASA NG MGA TULA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dati, nilalaktawan ko yung mga tula sa mga textbook ko sa Filipino. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. NAHIHIRAPAN AKONG MATULOG NANG MAAGA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaya nahihirapan akong gumising nang maaga.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. KARAMIHAN NG MGA GAMIT KO, EARTHY ANG COLORS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tulad ng green, brown, at yellow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Saka na yung mga tag-tag. Basta may mai-publish lang akong entry ngayon. Bagong linggo na uli bukas e.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-6297647375841215586?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/6297647375841215586/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=6297647375841215586' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6297647375841215586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6297647375841215586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/11/matapos-ang-isang-linggo.html' title='matapos ang isang linggo'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-4422757588985794237</id><published>2008-11-08T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:23:58.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>1&lt;br /&gt;dahil malapit nang magpasukan.&lt;br /&gt;Simula sa Lunes bawal na ang Multiply, Friendster, at Blogger dito sa bahay. Oo, pipilitin nila na maging seryoso ako. Magpapapilit naman ako. Dapat lang, kailangan e. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;dahil hindi ka nagpakita.&lt;br /&gt;Kung ganon, ayaw na rin kitang makita. Kahit kailan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;dahil birthday ng lolo ko ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;Ang daming pagkain. Tsaka buti naman pumunta si Tito Ped at nabigyan ko siya ng kopya ng Heights. Ang cute daw ng tula ko haha, ang ikli kasi. Kung hindi pa tinawanan ni Tito yung tula ko, hindi pa yun mababasa ni Daddy. Naglalaro pa rin daw siya ng table tennis sa Ateneo. Nakakalaro pa rin niya si Sean Co - na nakilala ko nung Orsem08. Pati nga rin daw si Rosar Crisostomo, Theology prof, nakakalaro rin niya. Biruin mo yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;dahil magkikita-kita uli tayo sa Lunes.&lt;br /&gt;Naka, Inglesan uli. Tsaka asaran. Tulad ng dati, ako na naman ang kawawa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4422757588985794237?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4422757588985794237/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4422757588985794237' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4422757588985794237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4422757588985794237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-5908986240193397251</id><published>2008-11-07T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:43:37.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My NaNoWriMo = Fail</title><content type='html'>Hindi ko na ipagpapatuloy. Sa susunod na lang siguro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-5908986240193397251?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/5908986240193397251/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=5908986240193397251' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5908986240193397251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5908986240193397251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-nanowrimo-fail.html' title='My NaNoWriMo = Fail'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-8824599687746081928</id><published>2008-11-07T01:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T22:44:44.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rare finds</title><content type='html'>1&lt;br /&gt;Nung Miyerkules, sumakay ako ng FX pa-Katipunan mula sa amin. Pagdating sa Ampid may sumakay na lalake. Kamukha siya ni Russel, yung valedictorian namin nung high school. Pero hindi e, sabi ko sa sarili ko. Matangkad 'to e. Pandak si Russel. Talagang tinitigan ko siya, pero ang awkward dun tinitigan din niya ako. E di lalo akong nagduda na, "Teka baka si Russel nga ito. Baka tumangkad na lang bigla, kasi nung huling pagkikita namin (sa UP, noong Agosto pa ata yun) mas matangkad pa rin ako sa kanya." Ang dalas kasing mangyari na nakakalimot ako ng mga mukha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang weird talaga kasi parang pareho kami ng feeling na parang magkakilala na kami. Baka schoolmate ko siya o ano sa Roosevelt. Baka lagi na kaming nagkakasabay sa FX o jeep. Ay ewan. Yun siguro ang isa sa mga pinaka-awkward na 20 minutes ng buhay ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;May writing exercise kami sa Bagwisan. Kailangan ang unang linya ng tula ay "ang ibig kong sabihin" o di kaya'y "dumating ang aking pinangangambahan." Eto yung sa akin - na sa tuwing babalikan ko e may pinapalitan ako (hindi ko pa sigurado kung ito na talaga ang final):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noong Pumiglas Ako Mula Sa Iyong Mga Bisig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang ibig kong sabihin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ipakilala mo sa akin ang pangungulila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na nakasasabay ang aking mga paa&lt;br /&gt;sa saliw ng musikang ating nililikha:&lt;br /&gt;nakapapagod din ang maging masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang ibig ko ng sabihin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nangangamba akong maubusan ng maaaring itula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi saklaw ng mahigpit mong yakap&lt;br /&gt;ang mga imahen at talinhaga tungkol sa kawalan:&lt;br /&gt;wala pang luhang natitikman ang aking mga papel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang ibig kong sabihin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sarili ko lamang ang aking iniisip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko inalam kung ano ang iyong nais.&lt;br /&gt;Subalit wala ka ring pinagkaiba sa akin:&lt;br /&gt;narito ako ngayon at nakakulong sa iyong mga bisig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;Sigurado na. FA 106 - fiction - ang writing seminar ko. Hay salamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;Ang haba ng pila kanina sa cashier, buti na lang naroon si Eunice sa likod ng babaeng nasa likod ko. May nakakuwentuhan ako. Ang tagal na kasi naming hindi nakakapag-usap nang maayos kasi last sem tuwing magkikita kami lagi kaming haggard, nagmamadali, o bad trip kaya hanggang batian na lang o saglit na pagra-rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami-rami rin kaming napag-usapan at na-share sa isa't isa. Hehe ayos lang kahit na may audience, kapag naman medyo private na yung topic namin, nagbubulungan na lang kami (sana hindi narinig nung babae sa likod ko/sa harap ni Eunice!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;Noong Miyerkules ay Guy Fawkes Day. First time kong pumasok sa Mag:net cafe. Hindi ko akalaing makakapasok ako dun hehe. First time kong makakain ng Mag:net fries. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;Kanina hindi kami nakadalo sa libing ni Lola Fe. Paano naman kasi napakahaba ng pila sa cashier. Hindi na kami humabol kasi may pamanhiin na masama ang humabol sa libing kasi para mong hinahabol ang patay/kamatayan. Nakakakilabot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;br /&gt;First time ko kanina sa SM Marikina. At lumabas ang pagiging material girl ko kasi pumasok kami sa Surplus Shop at tumingin ng mga jacket. At may nakita akong style ng jacket na matagal ko nang pangarap: yung parang pang-Nazi army, hindi maluwag, de butones na metal, parang mandarin yung kuwelyo, magaan lang ang tela pero panglamig talaga (kumbaga style and comfort combined), puwedeng beige o brown o dark beige o light brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya lang una: mahal. Pangalawa: hindi kasiya sa kin. Buti na lang mahal kundi manghihinayang talaga ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8824599687746081928?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8824599687746081928/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8824599687746081928' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8824599687746081928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8824599687746081928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/11/rare-finds.html' title='rare finds'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-6724055866622533087</id><published>2008-11-06T19:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T01:06:02.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>name game - from magicalfallenstar =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Kanina, nagkita kami ni Blaise (SA 21 classmate) sa Faura. Tapos nagkuwentuhan kami. Nung aalis na ako, tinanong niya ako kung ano ang pangalan ko.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;- Oo. Si Mike Orlino Established Writer. Tsaka si Michael Furio mula elementary. Yung iba nakalimutan ko na.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Matthew&lt;/strong&gt; - wala.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jacob&lt;/strong&gt; - hmmmm....Jacob Black? Hindi, hindi. Meron akong naging kaklase noon na Jacob pero di ko na matandaan.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christopher&lt;/strong&gt; - si Chris Reyes. block e.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/strong&gt; - si Santa Claus lang e.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joshua&lt;/span&gt; - kaklase ko nung Kinder.&lt;br /&gt;- Tyler - sosyal naman niyan. wala.&lt;br /&gt;- Daniel - yung syota ni Hello Kitty? ewan ko, pero wala akong matandaan.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Jonathan&lt;/strong&gt; - Valencerina, pinsan ko. Tapos yung kaklase ko pa nung prep.&lt;br /&gt;- Andrew - wala e.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Brandon&lt;/strong&gt; - Si Brandz Dollente Established Writer p're.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Zachary&lt;/strong&gt; - Nabasa ko yung article niya sa Guidon, yung tungkol sa sleep deprivation for 72 hours.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Joseph&lt;/strong&gt; - Si JC Established Writer and Reader. Tsaka yung pinsan ko na Valenserina.          - Austin - wala.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Anthony&lt;/strong&gt; - Tito ko. Tapos yung kaklase ng kuya ko nung high school.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;John&lt;/strong&gt; - Susmeo. Iisa-isahin ko pa ba 'to?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;James&lt;/strong&gt; - Valencerina - pinsan ko na adik sa Jonas Brothers.&lt;br /&gt;- David - sorry, sina Archuleta at Cook lang ang kilala ko.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Ryan&lt;/strong&gt; - Si Russel Ryan Naval.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Justin&lt;/strong&gt; - wala&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;William&lt;/strong&gt; - wala&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Alexander&lt;/strong&gt; - the great. wala.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert &lt;/span&gt;- Si Tapel.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian &lt;/span&gt;- Si Laroco. Tsaka yung English blockmate ko.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Steven&lt;/strong&gt; - wala&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Brian&lt;/strong&gt; - isang Kevin Brian, isang Kevin Bryan. May Mel Brian din.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Eric&lt;/strong&gt; - John Eric, elementary 'to.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Kevin&lt;/strong&gt; - yung sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Thomas&lt;/strong&gt; - yung bestfriend ko na si Thomas More. joke.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dylan&lt;/span&gt; - ang alam ko may bata dito sa kalye namin na Dylan e.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Aaron&lt;/strong&gt; - May Aaron at Ahron - parehong from elementary.&lt;br /&gt;- Cody - nge.&lt;br /&gt;- Benjamin - wala.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Jose&lt;/strong&gt; - meron yan.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jordan &lt;/span&gt;- pinsan ko na nasa Pangasinan.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Samuel&lt;/strong&gt; - wala.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt; - Uy, si Sean Co ng Table Tennis team.&lt;br /&gt;- Caleb - fictional character ba 'to? haha.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Nathan&lt;/strong&gt; - yung leader namin sa SOHlove - NSTP.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Jim&lt;/strong&gt; - ala.&lt;br /&gt;- Adam - Sandler? LEVINE? wish ko lang!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Richard&lt;/strong&gt; - si sir Chinilla o si sir Capague?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Jason&lt;/strong&gt; - Si Patrick Jason Jorge!&lt;br /&gt;- Devin - wala&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Mark&lt;/strong&gt; - English blockmate.&lt;br /&gt;- Conner - susyal naman.&lt;br /&gt;- Noah - sark&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hunter &lt;/span&gt;- yep. from elem. yung hinagisan ko ng deskchair.&lt;br /&gt;- Cameron - Diaz&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Jesse&lt;/strong&gt; - McCartney.&lt;br /&gt;- Jared -&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charles&lt;/span&gt; - English blockmate&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Timothy&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Patrick&lt;/strong&gt; - Si Jorge, si Tzupat.&lt;br /&gt;- Corey - wara.&lt;br /&gt;- Logan - Hulk Hogan haha.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Ian&lt;/strong&gt; - English blockmate&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gabriel &lt;/span&gt;- from elementary.&lt;br /&gt;- Dakota - Fanning?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Marc&lt;/strong&gt; - Acosta. At marami pang iba.&lt;br /&gt;- Trevor - tremble.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Juan&lt;/strong&gt; - wala yata akong kilala na Juan bukod kay Juan Tamad.&lt;br /&gt;- Jeremy - wala.&lt;br /&gt;- Alex - wala.&lt;br /&gt;- Lukas - malakas? wala.&lt;br /&gt;- Peter - Petrelli? hehe&lt;br /&gt;- Carlos - sayang may S.&lt;br /&gt;- Chase - ge, habol.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Miguel&lt;/strong&gt; - Si Miggy at si Iggy.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Jeffrey&lt;/strong&gt; - wala.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Travis&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Nathaniel&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Antonio&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;- Isaiah -&lt;br /&gt;- Garrett -&lt;br /&gt;- Alejandro -&lt;br /&gt;- Jesus -&lt;br /&gt;- Taylor -&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel &lt;/span&gt;- konting dagdag lang. Si Gellie, si Gel, Si Angelica.&lt;br /&gt;- Dalton -&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenneth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- yung bestfriend ko nung grades 2 at 3.&lt;br /&gt;- Adrian - Adriel meron.&lt;br /&gt;- Bradley -&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Edward&lt;/strong&gt; - hehe si Cullen lang e.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Elijah&lt;/strong&gt; - wood.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Blake&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jake &lt;/span&gt;- Dolosa.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Raymond&lt;/span&gt; - marasigan. oo meron, nung elem.&lt;br /&gt;- Seth - hehe, yung bestfriend ni Edward Cullen.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- wala.&lt;br /&gt;- Colton -&lt;br /&gt;- Dustin - hoffman.&lt;br /&gt;- Ethan - hawk.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jorge &lt;/span&gt;- Uy, si Patrick Jason Jorge.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Ricardo&lt;/strong&gt; - si sir Chinilla o si Sir Capague?&lt;br /&gt;- Colin -&lt;br /&gt;- Gregory -&lt;br /&gt;- Wesley -&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Ron&lt;/strong&gt; - Tito ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Si Tita Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Emma&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Madison -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Olivia&lt;/strong&gt; - Si Ava Santos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hannah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Si Ate Hannah na logcom ng block E nung Orsem2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abigail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Guarnes.&lt;br /&gt;Isabella - swan.&lt;br /&gt;Ashley - simpson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Samantha &lt;/span&gt;- kaklase ng kuya ko nung elem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elizabeth &lt;/span&gt;- Si Ma'am Veri!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexis&lt;/strong&gt; - Si Janine, pati rin pala si Maripi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/strong&gt; - block e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grace&lt;/strong&gt; - leader namin sa TaiChi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alyssa&lt;/strong&gt; - Robin. English blockmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sophia&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lauren&lt;/span&gt; - Ty, nung Botany.&lt;br /&gt;Brianna -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Kayla&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Natalie - portman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna&lt;/strong&gt; - Gultiano, Morato, Golez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Taylor -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Chloe&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hailey&lt;/strong&gt; - ganito ba yung spelling nung sa Paramore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ava&lt;/span&gt; - si Olivia Santos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/strong&gt; -  Yung tumakbo dati sa student council na nakasabay ko sa USTET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Maxine&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Victoria&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Ella -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Mia&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Morgan -&lt;br /&gt;Julia - Gulia&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rachel&lt;/strong&gt; - haha ako 'to e. marami akong kautkayo: yung pinsan ko, tita ko, si Rachel Baldisimo, Irae Jardin, yung kapatid ni Maripi, yung nakilala ko nung Orsem2008, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katherine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Velasquez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Megan&lt;/strong&gt; - block e, pero iba ata ang spelling.&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jennifer&lt;/strong&gt; - yung aso namin dati na namatay.&lt;br /&gt;Destiny -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allison&lt;/strong&gt; - bunso namin. saka si Ali Sangalang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erika &lt;/span&gt;- kaklase ng kuya ko nung high school.&lt;br /&gt;Haley -&lt;br /&gt;Mackenzie - Father McKenzie?&lt;br /&gt;Brooke -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maria&lt;/strong&gt; - Si Danelyn, si Irae rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/strong&gt; - inaanak ko haha.&lt;br /&gt;Makayla -&lt;br /&gt;Trinity -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Kylie&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Kaylee -&lt;br /&gt;Paige -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Lily&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Faith -&lt;br /&gt;Zoe -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stephanie&lt;/strong&gt; - Toledo. Nasan na kaya siya?&lt;br /&gt;Jenna -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrea&lt;/strong&gt; - Si aya, block e.&lt;br /&gt;Riley -&lt;br /&gt;Katelyn -&lt;br /&gt;Angelina - baby sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Kimberly&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Madeline - genevive! genevive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- marami 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Leah&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Lillian -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- si Mich.&lt;br /&gt;Amanda -&lt;br /&gt;Sara -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Sofia&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Alexa -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Gabrielle -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Caroline&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patricia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- Brozo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Gabriella -&lt;br /&gt;Avery -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Marissa&lt;/strong&gt; - Tita ko.&lt;br /&gt;Ariana -&lt;br /&gt;Audrey -&lt;br /&gt;Jada -&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn -&lt;br /&gt;Jocelyn -&lt;br /&gt;Maya -&lt;br /&gt;Arianna -&lt;br /&gt;Isabel -&lt;br /&gt;Amber -&lt;br /&gt;Melanie -&lt;br /&gt;Diana -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Danielle&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;Sierra - Sierra Madre? Sierra Leone? Wala e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leslie&lt;/span&gt; - Yu. English and NSTP blockmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Aaliyah&lt;/strong&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Erin&lt;/strong&gt; - yung sa School Rumble haha.&lt;br /&gt;Amelia - &lt;br /&gt;Molly -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Claire&lt;/span&gt; - syempre si Binibining Claire Marie Fabro.&lt;br /&gt;Bailey -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Melissa&lt;/strong&gt; - si miss Missy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Camille&lt;/strong&gt; - Bunao. English blockmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angela&lt;/span&gt; - Aragon. si Yanna&lt;br /&gt;Mikee -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blair&lt;/strong&gt; - hmmm...English blockmate ko ata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bea&lt;/strong&gt; - yep, blockmate.        &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-6724055866622533087?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/6724055866622533087/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=6724055866622533087' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6724055866622533087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6724055866622533087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/11/name-game-from-magicalfallenstar-d_06.html' title='name game - from magicalfallenstar =D'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-4883387723877745707</id><published>2008-11-03T18:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:31:12.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ay sus aisis</title><content type='html'>Hindi ko alam kung bakit hindi ako maka-enlist sa writing seminar ko sa fiction. Nagulo tuloy ang hapon ko. Kasi naman, kasi naman, kasi naman. Gahol na nga kasi puro tira-tira na lang ang pinagpilian ko (last batch kasi ako), sabay may glitch pa na nangyari. Naubos ang adrenaline ko sa kaka-panic (down pa rin ang pakiramdam ko). Pero sabi naman ni Xander maaayos din yun sa manual registration. Pero hassle talaga e. Kasi nga, kaya nagkaroon ng advisement bago pa man ang enlistment, para walang mangyayaring ganitong kaguluhan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block section pa rin sa Fa 102, Psy101 at Eco. No choice ako sa Sci10 section DD. Fencing ang PE ko (naubusan ako ng slots sa Muay Tha). May Ma12 ako ngayong sem. Section AD pa rin ang NSTP ko. Hopefully, ma-enlist talaga ako sa FA106, writing seminar - fiction. O kung hindi man fiction, maski Poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4883387723877745707?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4883387723877745707/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4883387723877745707' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4883387723877745707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4883387723877745707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/11/ay-sus-aisis.html' title='ay sus aisis'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-1427754853689531300</id><published>2008-10-31T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:06:07.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need answers.</title><content type='html'>Kailangan ko ng paglilinaw. Kinakabahan na kasi ako e. Nov. 1 na bukas at magsisimula na ang NaNoWriMo (month-long writing exercise/suicide attempt).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang sabi I "need to log 1667 words per day to stay on par." Does that mean I am required to&lt;br&gt;log 1667 words per day in my Edit Novel Info - na kapag may dumaang isang araw na hindi ako nakapagsulat/nakapag-update ng 1667 words, disqualified na ba ako?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dumb question. I know. Shows how dumb I am. Pero ito talaga ang gumugulo sa isip ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And one more thing: it's not yet the first of November yet I already started on the project. Is that considered cheating? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dumber question, I know haha. Yet I don’t know why some people just don’t get it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thanks.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-1427754853689531300?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/1427754853689531300/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=1427754853689531300' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1427754853689531300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1427754853689531300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-need-answers.html' title='I need answers.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-5955458014021221808</id><published>2008-10-30T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:20:45.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sinisipon</title><content type='html'>Agh. Ang hirap ng ganito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walang lasa lahat ng kinakain ko. Ang hirap huminga. Ang hirap mag-isip. Tuwing uupo ako, inaantok ako. Kapag humiga ako, makakatulog naman ako. Kapag pinilit ko yung sarili ko na wag matulog, sumasakit naman ang ulo ko. Nanghihina rin ako, ni hindi ko maipagpatuloy ang pagbabasa ko ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/span&gt;. Ayoko sa lahat ang nagkakasipon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malapit na ang &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/"&gt;NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt;. Baka lalong lumala sakit ko a.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-5955458014021221808?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/5955458014021221808/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=5955458014021221808' title='1 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5955458014021221808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5955458014021221808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/sinisipon.html' title='sinisipon'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-2989215331600618601</id><published>2008-10-26T15:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T15:47:02.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one lazy Sunday afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SQQdD0I26uI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QcBlDv_9J_A/s1600-h/IMG_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SQQdD0I26uI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QcBlDv_9J_A/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261362216048192226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganito kapag bakasyon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SQQdDpKA1tI/AAAAAAAAAHI/VNDwC8xc6sE/s1600-h/IMG_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SQQdDpKA1tI/AAAAAAAAAHI/VNDwC8xc6sE/s320/IMG_0047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261362213100246738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Imbes na alarm clock ang gigising sa kin tuwing umaga, yung kapatid ko ang kakatok nang walang tigil sa pinto ng kuwarto ko hanggat di pa ako bumabangon. Pagkatapos maligo, tama na ang isang suklayan lang. Kaya ayan, kulot kung kulot. ('Ta mo naman, halata bang may bangs?).Basa lang din nang basa. Makikita diyan sa pic yung kopya ko ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Picture of Dorian Gray&lt;/span&gt; na sa wakas ay malapit ko nang matapos - actually pinipilit kong tapusin agad para masimulan ko na ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/span&gt; (kaya litaw pa rin ang eyebags kahit na bakasyon). At naku, tumataba uli. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-2989215331600618601?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/2989215331600618601/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=2989215331600618601' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/2989215331600618601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/2989215331600618601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-lazy-sunday-afternoon.html' title='one lazy Sunday afternoon'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SQQdD0I26uI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QcBlDv_9J_A/s72-c/IMG_0052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-8186970845706699944</id><published>2008-10-24T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T14:47:43.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>invisible</title><content type='html'>If I am to write my status message for today, it would go like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently reading books that I didn't have a chance to read before (to distract myself from being much like a stoic, from thinking about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing at all&lt;/span&gt; which causes tears to well up in my eyes, from missing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something/someone (I really don't know!) &lt;/span&gt;I shouldn't really miss, and from the fact that I haven't written anything worth reading even if that's the only thing I should be doing - or even at least I should be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to do). || The scent of chopped garlic and onions seemed to have seeped in my palm and fingers - in the lines coinciding in the middle of my palm, in the variety of whorls that held no sensible pattern crawling towards the tips of my fingers. Anyway, the spaghetti was worth it. || BTW, i need help in distracting myself. Please disturb me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, I'll just always be invisible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8186970845706699944?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8186970845706699944/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8186970845706699944' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8186970845706699944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8186970845706699944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/invisible.html' title='invisible'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-8236934384414981815</id><published>2008-10-23T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T00:03:39.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grades grades grades.</title><content type='html'>FA 101  Intro to Aesthetics&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; =      B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FA 105  Intro to CW                  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;= B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI18  Western History              &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;= B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fil14  Panitikan ng Pilipinas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;= A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SA21  Socio and Anthro             &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;= B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TH121  Theology &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                       = D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tai Chi         &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;= A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NSTP           &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;= B+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QPI: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May mali, di ba? D-pressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8236934384414981815?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8236934384414981815/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8236934384414981815' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8236934384414981815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8236934384414981815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/grades-grades-grades.html' title='grades grades grades.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-4337326699319366926</id><published>2008-10-22T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:19:29.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'takteng D 'yan.</title><content type='html'>kinasusuklaman ko ang letrang D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4337326699319366926?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4337326699319366926/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4337326699319366926' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4337326699319366926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4337326699319366926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/takteng-d-yan.html' title='&apos;takteng D &apos;yan.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-4535560576826094937</id><published>2008-10-22T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T17:30:32.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXTENDED: heights - KUWENTONG PAMBATA ISSUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.chelarace.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPsm-QoKCDwAAD4PNho1/cfc-kuwentongpambata.jpg?et=MOqrs8T0UQEqwZ2b3rXMdQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt; hehe, mali pala ako. hanggang next week pa pala. dali! may panahon pa!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maaari pang magpasa ng kuwentong pambata hanggang sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;text-decoration: underline;font-style: italic;"&gt;Oktubre 31, Biyernes&lt;/span&gt; para sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KUWENTONG PAMBATA ISSUE &lt;/span&gt;ng HEIGHTS!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingles o Filipino&lt;/span&gt;, tampok ang anumang paksa na makabuluhan para sa mga batang &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;8-10 taong gulang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Format: &lt;/span&gt;3-5 pages, double-spaced, short bond paper, times new roman, font size 12.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Huwag kalimutang ilagay ang inyong &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;pangalan, ID number, year and course, email address, at cellphone number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ipadala na lamang sa &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-weight: bold;"&gt;heights.kuwentongpambata@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gagawing picture book ng Heights ang mapipiling akda at ipagagamit sa ilang service-oriented organizations ng Ateneo de Manila. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ituturing ang mga akdang pinasa bilang kontribusyon sa IKALAWANG REGULAR ISSUE ng Heights&lt;/span&gt; (so kung hindi man mapili ang akda mo para gawing picture book, may chance pa itong maisama sa ikalawang issue ng Heights. Ganun).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Salamat!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4535560576826094937?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4535560576826094937/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4535560576826094937' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4535560576826094937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4535560576826094937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/extended-heights-kuwentong-pambata.html' title='EXTENDED: heights - KUWENTONG PAMBATA ISSUE'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-6344606069303165871</id><published>2008-10-19T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:52:12.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ano namang klaseng fashion sense yun?</title><content type='html'>Ang buhok, tirik sa likod at bagsak sa harapan. Mukhang magrasa. Yung bangs naka-gel, parang naka-glue sa noo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa leeg, nakapulupot ang isang kulay-ubeng balabal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kulay-kayumanggi ang kamiseta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masikip ang pantalon. Pula, mehn. PULA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ko na pinansin yung sapatos. Tama na, sabi ko sa sarili ko. Ayoko na. Alam ko kulang ako sa fashion sense at sobrang dysfunctional ang wardrobe ko, pero...di ko 'to matanggap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam ko uso yung mga balabal na ang alam ko yun yung mga sinusuot ng mga reporters tuwing puunta sila sa Mindanao. Una kong napansin ang mga yun sa mga episodes ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Correspondents&lt;/span&gt;, way back...4 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tungkol sa kamiseta niya, fan ako ng brown. Marami akong bagay na kulay brown. Napansin ko lang yun nung may nakapansin. Sabi sa kin ni Jamie, "You always wear brown. Why don't you try wearing other colors? Brown is boring if you wear it everyday." Tapos brown pa nun yung backpack ko. Maganda ang brown, basta tama ang ipa-partner mong kulay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E i-partner ba naman sa violet na balabal at pulang  pantalon (PULA, MEHN. PULA!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay pa yung spotlight ang dating...pero YUN? Napamura ako sa isip ko nung nakita ko siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity is the best, mehn. Well, unless gusto mo talagang mag-stand out (pero sana sa magandang paraan at dahilan).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-6344606069303165871?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/6344606069303165871/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=6344606069303165871' title='2 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6344606069303165871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6344606069303165871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/ano-namang-klaseng-fashion-sense-yun.html' title='ano namang klaseng fashion sense yun?'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-5613285332275233622</id><published>2008-10-19T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:29:57.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXTENDED ang Call for Contributions para sa Kuwentong Pambata Issue ng Heights!!!</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SPsm-QoKCDwAAD4PNho1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.chelarace.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPsm-QoKCDwAAD4PNho1/cfc-kuwentongpambata.jpg?et=MOqrs8T0UQEqwZ2b3rXMdQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maaari pang magpasa ng kuwentong pambata hanggang sa Oktubre 22, Miyerkules para sa KUWENTONG PAMBATA ISSUE ng HEIGHTS!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingles o Filipino&lt;/span&gt;, tampok ang anumang paksa na makabuluhan para sa mga batang &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;8-10 taong gulang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Format: &lt;/span&gt;3-5 pages, double-spaced, short bond paper, times new roman, font size 12.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Huwag kalimutang ilagay ang inyong &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;pangalan, ID number, year and course, email address, at cellphone number.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ipadala na lamang sa &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-weight: bold;"&gt;heights.kuwentongpambata@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Gagawing picture book ng Heights ang mapipiling akda at ipagagamit sa ilang service-oriented organizations ng Ateneo de Manila. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ituturing ang mga akdang pinasa bilang kontribusyon sa IKALAWANG REGULAR ISSUE ng Heights&lt;/span&gt; (so kung hindi man mapili ang akda mo para gawing picture book, may chance pa itong maisama sa ikalawang issue ng Heights. Ganun).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Salamat!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-5613285332275233622?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/5613285332275233622/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=5613285332275233622' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5613285332275233622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5613285332275233622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/extended-ang-call-for-contributions.html' title='EXTENDED ang Call for Contributions para sa Kuwentong Pambata Issue ng Heights!!!'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-6462742922497444095</id><published>2008-10-19T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T13:01:52.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>energo, energo, ito ang gustong-gusto ko</title><content type='html'>Kasalukuyang umuulan, habang mataas ang sikat ng araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natapos ko na rin ang nobelang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll Be Seeing You&lt;/span&gt; ni Mary Higgins Clark. Tatlong araw din yun na patigil-tigil sa pagbabasa di tulad nung binasa ko yung nobelang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tending to Grace&lt;/span&gt; ni Kimberly Newton-Fusco - na natapos ko sa loob ng tatlong oras. Mas masalimuot naman yung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll Be Seeing You&lt;/span&gt; kaysa sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tending to Grace&lt;/span&gt;. Pero mas relaxing yung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tending to Grace&lt;/span&gt;. Yung kay Clark kasi thriller ang dating. Nagsimula ang lahat sa isang pagkamatay. Hahanapin yung salarin, tapos marami nang nasangkot: may mga psycho, doctors, reporters, lawyers, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon naman pinapabasa sa akin ni mama yung nobelang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rising Sun&lt;/span&gt; ni Michael Crichton. Tungkol ata sa Japanese industry sa America (business is war nga raw, ayon sa mga Japanese).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasanay ako na mga ganiyang klaseng nobela ang mga binabasa ko.  Magsimula ba naman sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nancy Drew&lt;/span&gt; e, tsaka sa konting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hardy Boys&lt;/span&gt;. Tapos yung mga tipong John Saul at John Grisham. Sidney Sheldon nga rin pala (personal favorite ko yung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Windmills of the Gods&lt;/span&gt;). Oo, oo. yun pang may mga kinalaman sa law, sa mga pagpatay, mga ganun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako nagkaroon ng hilig sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt; series. Palibhasa kasi ang mahal nung libro, tsaka may pelikula naman e hehe (pero iba pa rin yung nabasa mo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; saga naman...hehe, interesting yung story line. Buti na lang may nada-download mula sa internet. Kakaiba naman kahit na para sa iba nakakatawa (kumikinang na bampira kapag nasinagan ng araw? virgin na bampirang lalaki? hahahaha). Pero hindi, seryoso...ayos yung story. Ika nga e, bago. Tsaka syempre, sinamba ko rin naman kahit papaano yung character ni Edward Cullen (fictional characters rock, dude). Pero sa kabila nito, pangit raw yung pagkakasulat. Hindi ko naman napansin kung di nila sinabi sa kin. Syempre mas makikita nila yung pagkakaiba ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; sa mga talagang magagandang english novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa bookshelves ko, di hamak na mas marami ang english novels kaysa sa mga Filipino novels. Nakakainis nga e, kasi mas accessible ang mga english novels kaysa sa mga Filipino novels. Buti na nga lang at nakakuha si mama ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luha ng Buwaya&lt;/span&gt; ni Ka Amado sa isang booksale. OK na yun kahit na halatang lumang-luma na at parang nababad pa sa tubig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi na ako magsa-summer sa susunod na taon. Kukunin ko ang Math12 sa darating na semestre at nilipat yung foreign language ko sa third year class schedule ko. Shet, kinakabahan ako. Naka-set na kasi sa utak ko na summer ko kukunin ang Math12. Sabi nila madali lang daw...pero Math pa rin yun e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E di paano kaya yun? Iba ang class schedule ko sa mga blockmates ko. Siguro OK na rin yun para maka-focus ako sa pag-aaral, di tulad nitong dumaang semestre...Naka, bagong classmates na naman. Daraan na naman ang isang semestre na di ko man lamang makakausap/kakausapin yung katabi ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang aga-aga kong namomroblema.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-6462742922497444095?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/6462742922497444095/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=6462742922497444095' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6462742922497444095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6462742922497444095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/energo-energo-ito-ang-gustong-gusto-ko.html' title='energo, energo, ito ang gustong-gusto ko'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-7943630125122511768</id><published>2008-10-16T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T20:34:51.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a work that worked</title><content type='html'>Assignment namin kay Sir Brion noong nagsimula ang semestre  na gumawa ng paper/essay tungkol sa isang "work that worked" namin. Pero syempre nauna siyang nagbahagi. Dalawa yung binasa niya sa klase, isa itong tulang&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Grandma Isn't Home &lt;/span&gt;(yung isa pa ay yung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mga Retrato&lt;/span&gt; - na nakakatakot i-copy paste kasi naka-copyright dun sa website e hehe) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Grandma Isn't Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Rofel Brion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grandma wasn’t home&lt;br /&gt;So I dove and I swam&lt;br /&gt;All over her big bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had taken her&lt;br /&gt;Very early that day&lt;br /&gt;In a big white van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she was very soon back&lt;br /&gt;so I sulked and sat&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the day&lt;br /&gt;They would take her away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until one sunny day&lt;br /&gt;When they took her away&lt;br /&gt;In a big black van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I smiled through my tears&lt;br /&gt;As I dove and I swam&lt;br /&gt;All over her big bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naalala ko lang ang mga ito kasi hinahanap ko yung blog ni Sir Brion - kahit na alam kong wala akong mahahanap. May blog daw siya pero parang secret e (yun ang sabi niya sa amin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A yung "a work that worked" ko nga pala ay yung sanaysay ko na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang Mga Anawim&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-7943630125122511768?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/7943630125122511768/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=7943630125122511768' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7943630125122511768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7943630125122511768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/work-that-worked.html' title='a work that worked'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-329146688969589138</id><published>2008-10-15T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:14:31.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the art of revising</title><content type='html'>Dapat ko 'tong matutunan. Dahil sabi ni Iggy, kapag na-in love ka sa pagre-revise, pwede ka nang matawag na writer. Kaya si Iggy ay isang writer: iggyllanothewriter. Mas karapatdapat sa kanya ang titulong yan. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biruin mo ba naman, ang tiyaga nitong taong 'to. Yung isang short story, ni-revise niya ng tatlong buwan. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tubero&lt;/span&gt; ang pamagat, sana pinasa/ipasa niya 'to sa Heights. Maganda, pwamis.) E ako, yung aapat kong fiction, ni hindi ko ginagalaw nang kusa sa loob ko. Tapos fiction ang specialization ko. (Minsan iniisip ko na niloloko ko lang ang sarili ko.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...kaya dapat mag-isip. Kailangang magbago ng diskarte. Kailangang mahalin ang pagre-revise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-329146688969589138?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/329146688969589138/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=329146688969589138' title='3 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/329146688969589138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/329146688969589138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/art-of-revising.html' title='the art of revising'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-1178368251734521587</id><published>2008-10-14T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:00:35.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waking up 11 in the morning </title><content type='html'>  and you weren't there. you're never there to begin with.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang lakas ng ulan kaninang umaga. Malamig at makulimlim kaya late na ako bumangon. Hindi ko naman alam na alas-onse na ng umaga.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pagbaba ko, naabutan ko si mama na nagluluto at nakikinig ng radyo. Matagal na akong di nakikinig ng radyo. Puro media player na lang kasi ako, puro mp3...hindi ko na tuloy alam ang latest. Tumutugtog sa radyo 'to kanina:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can I decide what's right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you're clouding up my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't win your losing fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How can I ever own what's mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you're always taking sides?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you won't take away my pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No, not this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How did we get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I used to know you so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How did we get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well, I think I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The truth is hiding in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it's hanging on your tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just boiling in my blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you think that I can't see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What kind of man that you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you're a man at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well, I will figure this one out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; On my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (I'm screaming, "I love you so.")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; On my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (My thoughts you can't decode.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How did we get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I used to know you so well, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How did we get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well, I think I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you see what we've done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We've gone and made such fools &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Of ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you see what we've done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We've gone and made such fools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Of ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How did we get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I used to know you so well, yeah, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How did we get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well, I used to know you so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There is something I see in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It might kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want it to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Decode&lt;/span&gt; by Paramore, p're.&lt;/span&gt; Ang ganda, sobra. Ewan ko, pero parang hindi Paramore nung napakinggan ko. May iba - sa tugtog, sa boses, sa tyempo. Sabi ng DJ Twilight daw ang pamagat, pero nung hinanap ko sa Google, ang sabi Decode. Syempre naman, sa sekular na mundong ito sino bang mas pagkakatiwalaan mo: yung mortal na DJ o yung mga fansites ng Twiight at Paramore? XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;At kasama 'to sa official soundtrack ng pelikulang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;. Woah, e di mas naging interesado ako. Sayang wala pa yata 'tong official music video. Puro fanmade yung mga nakita ko sa youtube.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;UPCAT&lt;/span&gt; the movie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Guys! Gusto ko 'tong panoorin! Napanood ko na yung trailer. Shet, sobrang makaka-relate ako/tayo dito. Totoo naman kasi.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back then, it was UP or nothing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-1178368251734521587?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/1178368251734521587/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=1178368251734521587' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1178368251734521587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1178368251734521587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/waking-up-11-in-morning.html' title='waking up 11 in the morning '/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-6894687297720135343</id><published>2008-10-13T13:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:32:28.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>balita</title><content type='html'>1. wehe, na-reformat na laptop ko. buti hindi dinale nung virus yung buong motherboard. ang problema walang office. ayaw basahin yung installer ng office 2003. ayaw naman tanggapin yung product key ng office 2007 (mag-notepad na lang daw ako, sabi ni mama).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. hindi ako makakapunta sa super delibs. nagkataong sabay sa birthday ng daddy ko. sayang. gusto ko pa man ding pumunta kasi maraming ide-delibs tapos may writing execise pa. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. nagsisimula na akong mag-segregate ng mga papel sa kuwarto, at woah naman sa dami ng mga scratch papers ko ngayon (siguro dalawa't kalahating Bibliya ang kapal nun). nauna na sa basurahan yung mga quizzes/test papers ko sa histo, theo, at creative writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. kapag nakita ko uli si Sir Tirol, sasabihin ko sa kaniya na magandang gawan ng reflection paper sa histo ang pelikulang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Human Stain&lt;/span&gt; (Nicole Kidman, Anthony Hopkins).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. lilinisin ko talaga kuwarto ko. pwamis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. tapos magsusulat din ako. pwamis yan talaga. marami na akong papel ngayon. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-6894687297720135343?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/6894687297720135343/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=6894687297720135343' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6894687297720135343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6894687297720135343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/balita.html' title='balita'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-7268997918043511551</id><published>2008-10-13T12:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T13:00:08.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dahil feeling ko nag-aral ako sa CCA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SPLR26s0tlI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Nv2Vbvsxj8Y/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SPLR26s0tlI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Nv2Vbvsxj8Y/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256494456495191634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SPLR24-NoZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/JYi0lwbGoow/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SPLR24-NoZI/AAAAAAAAAGw/JYi0lwbGoow/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256494456031256978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SPLR3DF1EVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/LkLQgO1K-zw/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SPLR3DF1EVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/LkLQgO1K-zw/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256494458747556178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SPLR3I4OSxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/h8iYgMmemhU/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SPLR3I4OSxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/h8iYgMmemhU/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256494460301101842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko nga alam kung ano ang ibig sabihin ng CCA. ganiyan ako ka-astig na estudyante.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-7268997918043511551?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/7268997918043511551/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=7268997918043511551' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7268997918043511551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7268997918043511551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/dahil-feeling-ko-nag-aral-ako-sa-cca.html' title='dahil feeling ko nag-aral ako sa CCA'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SPLR26s0tlI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Nv2Vbvsxj8Y/s72-c/IMG_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-320470119160711405</id><published>2008-10-13T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:32:35.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Read This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" color="#ffffff" size="3" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.julesdelapaz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SPCijgoKCD0AAGXq04w1/1311.jpg?et=L0CaPkzuTYME6b2yFn65Og&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" color="#000000" size="3" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;The Theater Arts Students of UP Diliman is proud to announce that we have been selected to be one of the ten competing theater groups (from US, Italy, Switzerland, Israel, Kosovo, Albania, Montenegro, Bosnia and Herzogovina, Iran and the Philippines ) to perform in the &lt;strong&gt;Skena Up International Students Film and Theater Festival&lt;/strong&gt;  in Pristina, Kosovo (Europe) on Nov. 20-27, 2008. The selection committee has chosen the recent production of &lt;strong&gt;DULAANG UP'S "HINABING PAKPAK NG ATING MGA ANAK&lt;/strong&gt;", a seering elegy for the abused and forgotten children and for Rene Villanueva, written and directed by &lt;strong&gt;Anton Juan, Jr., Ph.D.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" color="#000000" size="3" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;We have formed a thirteen-man delegation composed of students from the B.A. and Certificate Program of Theater Arts to become the first Asian group to attend the festival. We are very eager not only for the opportunity of furthering our education but especially for the chance of representing the Philippines, for showcasing our craft that U.P. has honed and for the privilege of performing a piece to the world that is both relevant and haunting.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" color="#000000" size="3" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Moreover, we shall perform for our kababayan in Athens, Greece since the country will be part of the route. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" color="#000000" size="3" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;In this light, we humbly ask for your support. We are all students of the University of the Philippines and have limited sources. In order for us to attend the festival, we need to raise enough money for our airfare. We are asking for donations and any amount shall be gratefully accepted. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" color="#000000" size="3" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;We hope that you can help us spread the message of the play and prove to the world once more that we are a nation of world-class talent.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" color="#000000" size="3" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Mabuhay ang sining! Mabuhay ang teatro!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" color="#000000" size="3" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; *mula sa blog ni Ava. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes naman, sobrang proud ako kay Ava at sa U.P.! Please support them! Mabuhay ang sining!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-320470119160711405?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/320470119160711405/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=320470119160711405' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/320470119160711405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/320470119160711405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/read-this.html' title='Read This!'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-8694677627448219245</id><published>2008-10-11T15:34:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T19:35:08.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unang araw.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmcgoKCmcAAD-51441/AFTER%20FINAL.gif?et=rrSJooxMalJ0zncKHq9GrQ&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maaga akong nagising kanina, mga ala-sais siguro yun. Kung may pasok pa late na yun para sa kin, lalo na kung Tuesdays at Thursdays (7:30 ang klase ko at sa Bellarmine pa!). Pero hindi, alam kong wala nang klase. Kaya natulog uli ako. Yung tulog na pipilitin mo ang sarili mong pumikit kasi alam mong kailangan mong matulog, dahil kailangan mong bawiin ang sandamakmak na magdamag na ninakaw at pinagkait mo sa sarili mo. Yung pagtulog na parang may hinahabol kang panaginip na hindi matapos-tapos kasi lagi kang naaalimpungatan. Ganun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11:30 na ako bumangon. Sinundo pa ako ng kapatid ko sa kuwarto ko para lang siguradong hindi ako babalik sa higaan. Ang sabog ng pakiramdam. Gusto ko lang matulog buong araw, kahit na hindi ako inaantok. Pero marami akong gustong gawin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gusto kong basahin LAHAT ng mga librong dapat kong basahin. Yung mga binili pa namin sa Nat'l Bookstore sa Cavite dahi sale, yung mga pinahiram sa amin ni Ate Tin (hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa rin tapos yung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Summons&lt;/span&gt; ni John Grisham), at yung mga bagong bili ni mama (syempre galing sa mga book sale din: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luha ng Buwaya&lt;/span&gt; ni Ka Amado, yung isang nobela ni Hemmingway, isang nobela ni Mary Higgins, atbp.).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gusto ko ring linisin ang kuwarto ko: magtatapon ng mga kailangang itapon mula sa semestreng nagdaan, i-compile ang kailangang i-compile, magdesisyon kung alin ang puwede pang gawing scratch papers o mas karapatdapat nang sunugin (hehe), at aayusin ko na rin yung mga readings na ipapa-ring bind ko sa susunod na sem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gusto ko ring mapag-isa, kung maaari. Emo moments kumbaga. Kailangang magnilay-nilay tungkol sa maraming bagay. Tsaka ayoko munang magpa-araw. Umiitim na ako e.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Simulan na.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;+++&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oct. 8, sa Box-O-Rice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ako:&lt;/span&gt; Jamie, I received an email from Wyatt and Marie. My poem didn't pass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jamie:&lt;/span&gt; Mine too!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*apir!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8694677627448219245?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8694677627448219245/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8694677627448219245' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8694677627448219245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8694677627448219245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/unang-araw.html' title='Unang araw.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-4081732441370597683</id><published>2008-10-11T15:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T15:22:45.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am the last icon. For now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bodytext"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Every New Semester (comment:eager beaver pa!):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wkgAoKCmcAABMZSUY1/new%20sem.gif?et=%2CCinQjJEa9rvQSMpA%2B5xdg&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After First Week(comment:whew):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wk7QoKCmcAABgSgFQ1/AFTER%201ST%20WEEK.gif?et=lAQF4Xgira6mO724CKe7ww&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After Second Week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wlSAoKCmcAACnfZII1/AFTER%202ND%20WEEK.gif?et=GuRmlBCKBwVBBFsqe7ec0g&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Before the Mid-Term Test(pffft):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wlYwoKCmcAACUnPsQ1/BEFORE%20THE%20MID.gif?et=D076AYI8E0ZcGthtpf0C0A&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;During the Mid-Term Test:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wloAoKCmcAACs-hjk1/DURING%20THE%20MID.gif?et=loj1UUDr8zEecOe%2B7UwTSQ&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After the Mid-Term Test(sabaw):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wlxAoKCmcAACrtf181/AFTER%20THE%20MID.gif?et=RWAFxBS6HutWQHJXXk8TXw&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Before the Final Exams:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmFAoKCmcAADLaQTU1/BEFORE%20THE%20FINAL.gif?et=93GOX6%2BVDSBVhrZJ9nlKqg&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Once You Get to Know the Final Exam Schedule (nagtatanong tanong na lang):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmMAoKCmcAAD5hj681/FINAL%20EXAM%20SCHEDULE.gif?et=xj4BKC9zIcAM1UNtUsC%2B5Q&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;7 Days Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmRwoKCmcAADQAaVM1/7%20DAYS.gif?et=wohEegrTWinoZppZjZysFQ&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6 Days Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-woEwoKCmcAAFW-4t81/6%20DAYS.gif?et=1przPSOpRSLJtvzR%2BLDNXw&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;5 Days Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wn7woKCmcAAF8iCqs1/5%20DAYS.gif?et=riGoIv7%2C%2BT2RHiCUEEm0MA&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;4 Days Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnwgoKCmcAAFLL2981/4%20DAYS.gif?et=2kFXA7SqG2kIahcohrvY2w&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;3 Days Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnogoKCmcAAFag8tw1/3%20DAYS.gif?et=nxrzB86NEk95nzTIZaobNA&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;2 Days Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnfQoKCmcAAEkxv@41/2%20DAYS.gif?et=o8taz5wuLI7qfDqgibSoSw&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1 Day Before the Final Exam (master crammer ako):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnWwoKCmcAAFLL27Y1/1%20DAY.gif?et=7oiMwOvJLwlKonLJLugPlw&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The Night Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnLAoKCmcAAEZ@75k1/THE%20NIGHT.gif?et=po6t33EBGd7HBv7IZthT4A&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1 Hour Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnAAoKCmcAAErhxsI1/1%20HOUR.gif?et=%2BIZfp4UfcMBlYLGhm7VldQ&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;During the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmzwoKCmcAADsBhr01/DURING%20THE%20FINAL.gif?et=f%2CqC%2B1hnK3Bx0VlHFYgmIA&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Once You Walk Out From the Examination Hall (specifically post-philo orals):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmngoKCmcAAD5jkfU1/WALK%20OUT.gif?et=ehQY3AvOIggWjbHUtTaedg&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After the Final Exam, During the Holiday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmcgoKCmcAAD-51441/AFTER%20FINAL.gif?et=rrSJooxMalJ0zncKHq9GrQ&amp;amp;nmid=" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4081732441370597683?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4081732441370597683/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4081732441370597683' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4081732441370597683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4081732441370597683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-last-icon-for-now.html' title='I am the last icon. For now.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-8670083256620672500</id><published>2008-10-10T17:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:03:16.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interview with Chris Tiu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="iggyesque" author_possessive="iggyesque's"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ni Iggy Llona &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://iggyesque.multiply.com/journal/item/99/Interview_with_Chris_Tiu"&gt;*Blog entry ito ni Iggy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. As always, panalo na naman. Lagi naman e. Creative Writer yata 'to no! Biruin mo, seatmate ko siya Aesthetics tapos nakausap/kinausap ko lang siya nung nangangalahati na ang sem. Tapos hindi ko alam na Creative Writing din ang course niya at ka-block ko pala siya. Hay, talagang nagiging insensitive din ako paminsan-minsan. Anyway, enjoy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I managed to get an exclusive interview with the man himself, Chris Tiu, brought about my curiosity over his questionable popularity (girls drop their panties for him everywhere he goes, something that I always scratch my head over). I'm sure each and every one of his fan girls (and boys) are drooling right now and probably up their neck in jealousy over the fact that I was able to sit down face-to-face with the idol of our times. I've been meaning to interview him for quite a while now, and yesterday was the only time I was able to lasso him away from his hordes of fans who were flanking him every minute. Here's how the interview went.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; (when Chris enters the room) Holy shit, ang gwapo mo pala talaga.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks, dude. Kaso dati ko pa alam yan e. You don't have to state the obvious.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Ah, ok boss. Anyway, thanks for allowing me to conduct this short interview. (shakes his hand)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; No problem, dude. Actually, pwede mo na ipagyabang 'yan sa mga friends mo, na nakipag-shake hands ka sakin. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Ah talaga? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Oo naman, sobrang maiinggit sila, tignan mo. Saka just the mere fact na kinakausap kita ngayon, pwede rin ipagyabang yan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Sige, I'll keep that in mind, kasi ganun nga ginagawa ko, nagyayabang sa friends ko (smirks). Anyway, I have a series of questions for you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Go ahead, ask away. I can answer any question. Management Engineering ata ako sa Ateneo...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; (smirks) I'm sure you are.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; ...at kumuha pa ko ng Applied Math and Finance ngayon. San ka pa? Di kaya ng ordinaryong tao 'yan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Oo na! Anyway, questions na. So, champion ka na rin, sa wakas! How do you feel?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Siyempre masaya, kasi sikat na naman ako. Biruin mo, I'm so famous na eh, tapos dumagdag pa 'tong championship ring na 'to. Eto nga o (holds up his finger with the ring), sobrang bagay sakin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Oo nga no. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Saka sobrang natuwa ako, kasi dadami na naman yung mga showbiz offers sakin. Balak ko ngang lumabas sa movie kasama si Manny Pacquiao eh, kasi I was so impressed with his latest movie "Anak ng Kumander," where he was with Ara Mina. It would be an honor to star in a movie together with a national hero. And another thing, he's also my co-host in GMA. Kapuso 'to, mehn. (pumps his chest with fist)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; So balak mo pala mag-showbiz?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Of course! Sa mukha kong 'to, pwede ba naman akong di mag-showbiz? That's like terminating a very reliable asset in the middle of an investment deal.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Ha?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; You see, assets equals liabilities plus equity. So if you take away the credit of a financial asset and replace it with a post-dated check together with the shipping--&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, next question na. How do you explain the fact that the public loves you? As in iniidolo ka na kasi ng karamihan eh. Mas sikat ka pa kesa sa presidente natin ngayon, yung sino ba 'yun, Arroyo yata yung pangalan.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Ah, I like that question. Well, I think it's because of my being humble. Sobrang humble ko talaga, like you won't believe. You'll never hear me bragging about my superior intelligence and my being a dean's lister in Ateneo (sa most difficult course pa ng university yun ha). And I don't brag about the fact na sobrang galing ko sa basketball, na daig ko pa si Caidic pagdating sa three-point shooting, pati the fact na Jordanesque nako. And the fact that my family is so rich that we could feed an entire country, I'm still humble about that. Kahit sobrang yaman ko na, humble pa rin ako. I mean, look at my face! It looks like money. Saka yung good looks ko pala! Actually, "good looks" is an understatement eh. I still keep quiet over my undeniable handsomeness, kasi obvious naman na sobrang gwapo ko, di ba? Nakakagulat talaga, kasi parang diyos nako ngayon e, kaso umaapaw pa rin talaga yung humility ko. (a strong gust of wind throws the windows of the room open)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Whoa, bigla atang lumakas yung hangin ah.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Oo nga e, I wonder why. May bagyo kaya?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Anyway, next question. Do you seriously believe that you're a role model for today's youth?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Oo naman. Tinatanong pa ba yan. Everyone wants to be like me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Pero I don't see you as a role model eh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; (gasps in shock and clutches at his chest) WHAT?! Why not? You're so mean!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, nabalitaan ko kasi na ayaw mong nanonood ng porno. Ano naman kaya yun?! Wala namang masama sa pagnood ng bold ah. Tapos tumakbo ka pa daw nung one time na nanood yung friends mo ng bold. Well, parang kabaklaan na sakin yun, e ayoko maging bakla.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; No, that's not gayness. I'm just disgusted with stuff like that. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; So mas gusto mo man-to-man action?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Man-to-man? Parang yung pinapagawa ni coach Norman sa bawat half court defense namin?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Hinde! As in...you know, espadahan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Like in fencing?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Shet, sayang! Malapit ka na e! Dederetsuhin na nga lang kitang hayup ka. Baka kasi mas gusto mong panoorin dalawang lalakeng nagkakantutan. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Um, I didn't say anything.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Okay, I'll leave it at that. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Mas gusto ko pa kasi manood ng Spongebob Squarepants kesa mga porn films eh. Mas educational pa siya, and it provides joy to the youth and rakes in unbelievable amounts of hard cash every episode. So if we compute for the logistics of every liability of the show...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Anyway, next question.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; (takes out a columnar pad) ...and so we can see here in the balance sheet that the financial statements of the freight and shipping supplies of every episode is actually equal to the amount of fans that I accumulate every second, and if we subdivide the stratum between the epistemology of existence and the owner's equity of the incarnate being--&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; HOY, TAMA NA NGA YANG PAG-ACCOUNTING MO!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm sorry, you were saying? Sobrang na-addict na naman kasi ako dito sa marketing and finance ko eh. Kasi matalino ko.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Oo, alam ko na yon, pre. Moving on. Next question. Imagine if someone approached you in the street and said to your face, "Chris, you are GOD." What would you say to that?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; I'd say, "DUH." Sa name ko pa lang kasi eh, it's obvious na. "Chris Tiu"--tanggalin mo lang yung "i" saka "u" magiging "CHRIST" na basa mo diyan. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Aba, siyanga no! So ibig sabihin ba nun magaling ka sa Theology?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Once again, DUH. Didn't I already say that I'm good at everything?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; (slaps forehead) Nga pala, sorry Lord. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris&lt;/strong&gt;: It's okay, you're forgiven.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Yes! Anyway, now that you've mentioned your name, how do you feel about the fact na sobrang daming pwedeng gawing pun sa surname mo? For example, sa mga games pa lang eh. &lt;strong&gt;"Tiu-nami." "Tiu-perman." "Sharp Tiu-ter." "It's Tiu's-day&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt; Di ka ba nababastusan na ginagamit yung family name mo nang ganyan?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, I feel flattered by it. Pero given na rin kasi yun eh. Sobrang accessible ko kasi para sa lahat ng tao. And to think na ginagawan nila ng pun yung name ko proves na sobrang famous ko na talaga.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Kaso may danger din yan eh. Kasi pwede ring gamitin yung family name mo para sa &lt;strong&gt;"Tiu-per,"&lt;/strong&gt; as in drayber ng dyip. O kaya salitang bakla gaya ng&lt;strong&gt; "Tiu-vaness."&lt;/strong&gt; O kaya naman &lt;strong&gt;"Tiu-pa-e-"--&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Well, ang masasabi ko lang is...don't hate me 'cos you ain't me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy: &lt;/strong&gt;Ah okay. (pabulong) Tiu-ntukin kita diyan eh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; I beg your pardon?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Wala, sabi ko gwapo ka.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Ah, ok. Thanks, thanks. Kaso dati ko pa nga alam yun eh, so please, don't state the obvious anymore. Di nako nafa-flatter kasi yun nga e, obvious na since day one.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Okaaay. Next question: Piolo or Sam? Pag di mo sinagot bakla ka.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Easy. I'll have to go with Sam, kasi sobrang galing niya rumebound, kahit walang sinabi yung chocolate looks niya sa angelic features ko. Tapos naging Rookie of the Year and MVP siya at the same time! He's a real behemoth, crashing the boards like a gorilla.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Teka, teka! Hindi si Sam Ekwe! Si Piolo Pascual o si Sam Milby!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Ooooh, sorry, my mistake. A true Atenean admits his faults. Ayan, isa na naman yang reason kaya ako role model ng generation ko. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; O ano, sino nga?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm still gonna go with Sam, because he's really evolved after three years of playing in the NCAA. Dati one-dimensional player lang siya, puro dunk and rebound. Ngayon he can shoot the ball from up to 15 feet! That's really impressive. Impressive tulad ko.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Hay nako. Last question na nga. Medyo personal 'to ah, kaya brace yourself. Naalala mo ba nung one time, tambak tayo ng La Salle ng 33 points, tapos nung second half umabot tayo within 10 points na lang? Tapos fastbreak, eh di pinasa sayo ni Tenorio yung bola para i-shoot mo ng lay-up? Ano nga ba uli nangyari dun?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; Another "duh" moment right there. Of course the ball went clean through the hoop. Ano ba namang klaseng tanong 'yan, walang kachallenge-challenge. I can shoot from all areas of the court. Lahat kasi ng tirang ibato ko, pumapasok.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Yan ang akala mo. Kasi from what I remember, sobrang kapos nung lay-up mong yun eh. Sa free throw line pa lang ata, nagtake-off ka na, parang bano. I have to admit, sobrang natawa ko sayo nung time na yun. At siyempre, dahil sa bokya mong tirang yun, talo tayo sa game. Sinira mo yung momentum ng team eh.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Chris?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; (biglang humagulgol ng luha) WAAAAAAAAH!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Whoa whoa whoa! Easy lang!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; (lumuluha) Si LA kasi eh! Sobrang lakas ng pasa niya sakin nun! Di ko na-carry! Tapos ampanget pa ng humahabol na La Salista sakin nun, si Gaco! Natakot ako sa mukha niya kaya nalito ko! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Sadyang ampanget nga naman ni Jerwin Gaco. I sympathize with you, mehn.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chris:&lt;/strong&gt; I--I can't take this anymore! I gotta get out of here! I gotta do some business-related thing that has something to do with Cheeky Chicken! Kailangan ko mag-compute ng mga math equations! Trigonometric dimensions of calculus lang yung makaka-appease sakin ngayon! (dashes out of the room)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iggy:&lt;/strong&gt; Um, okay. Thanks for the interview! Idol ka talaga!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So based on my interview, sobrang idol talaga si Chris Tiu. Let's review: he's a genius, he inspires erections everywhere (especially in women), he is richer than all of us, he has already surpassed Michael Jordan, and he is almost perfect (if not perfect already). We should all strive to be like him, because like he keeps on saying over and under and over again, he's the role model of our generation. Keep up the good work, Chris! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8670083256620672500?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8670083256620672500/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8670083256620672500' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8670083256620672500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8670083256620672500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/interview-with-chris-tiu.html' title='Interview with Chris Tiu'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-4670889930780993755</id><published>2008-10-10T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T18:39:20.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aesthetics sabawness</title><content type='html'>Yeah boy, tapos na ang sem! Huli na yung oral exam kanina sa Aesthetics - na masaya naman kahit na nadale ako sa paggawa ng hasty generalizations. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, kahapon sinimulan namin ni Jamie yung objectives proposal ng grupo para sa workshop thingy. Nag-isip kami ng mga fundraising activities. Grabe, kung lahat 'to magagawa, bongga ang workshop namin (50% ng grade sa Aesthetics 'to para sa 2nd sem!):&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let Dino play the guitar for alms. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let Diego dress up as a street kid. A rugby boy if possible. Beg. Scare people for alms.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gel can bake and sell the goodies overpriced.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tal can be a taxi driver for a day. Or she can put her BMW big bike for lease.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Micha (who is also Jamie by the way) and Ace can laugh at all of them. And join the taong-grasa near the gate 1 of the Ateneo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;XD&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4670889930780993755?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4670889930780993755/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4670889930780993755' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4670889930780993755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4670889930780993755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/aesthetics-sabawness.html' title='aesthetics sabawness'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-7752433370828899817</id><published>2008-10-09T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:16:44.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malapit na, isang araw na lang.</title><content type='html'>Kamusta naman yung final test sa Theo? Nakakatuwa. Sa tingin ko mataas naman ang makukuha ko dun. Maliban na lang siguro kung ayaw niya sa essay ko. 20 points din yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang sabi ko kagabi, hindi ako matutulog. E habang binabasa ko yung inconsistencies sa Exodus natuluyan na ako. Ayun, hindi na naman nakapag-aral. Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaninang umaga, nag-aral ako sa loob ng FX papasok ng eskuwela. Pagbaba ko pakiramdam ko masusuka ako. Kaya pala bawal magbasa sa loob ng umaandar na sasakyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa na lang. Hindi, dalawa pala actually. Portfolio sa Aesthetics at objectives proposal sa Aesthetics din. Due bukas. Hinahapit ko ngayon. Hahapitin nila mamaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naisip ko lang, I deserve a good grade for my essay. Hindi ako nagpaka-plastic dun. Hindi rin naman iwas yung sagot ko. Sana nga lang makumbinsi siya sa mga sinulat ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-7752433370828899817?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/7752433370828899817/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=7752433370828899817' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7752433370828899817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7752433370828899817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/malapit-na-isang-araw-na-lang.html' title='malapit na, isang araw na lang.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-8038918374638716504</id><published>2008-10-09T00:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:54:59.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>para bukas</title><content type='html'>me not making same mistake twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(referring to me fucking up Histo finals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me not sleeping tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i go study Theo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that everything will make (at least SOME) sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos' see, it'll be my last final exam for the sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos' me got exempted in Fil14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me sooooo happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, what kind of a pre-final class standing grade is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;77.6&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(referring to me fucking up my Theo class standing -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, posted in the moodle this afternoon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, fine. Enough with the pretentious baby grammar. I spent some time with my friends at Bo's (my first time to go there) STUDYING for Theo. I also helped them a little for Fil. Gel has a laptop and Fourth was so tempted to buy a drink, so THEY chipped in for a coffee so that they'll have internet connection. We checked our class standing in Theo - which was supposed to be posted on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for a moment, I wished I was still studying Math 10. I can't figure out what my ideal grade for the finals is so that I'll still achieve my ideal grade. I still wanna get a B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably, we might meet for Aesthetics tomorrow. We're still not done with our folio and objectives proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random stuff: The guidance counsilor that I had for my guidance interview asked how my love life is. I was not ready for that kind of question. I was not expecting it. But the answer's always the same, forever lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8038918374638716504?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8038918374638716504/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8038918374638716504' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8038918374638716504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8038918374638716504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/para-bukas.html' title='para bukas'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-3314712083179454582</id><published>2008-10-06T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T23:23:00.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mga pagkukulang</title><content type='html'>Itatala ko lang para mapunan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Title ng CW portfolio ko. May naisip na ako kaya lang baka akusahan ako ng plagiarism. O baka sumama ang loob niya sa akin. Kasalanan ko ba na pareho kami ng pagtingin sa pagsusulat? Ako tuloy ang nalalagay sa alanganin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Intro essay para sa CW portfolio ko. Hindi ko pa masimulan kasi hindi pa ako tapos sa page-edit ng fiction at nonfiction ko. Hindi ko rin ito masisimulan nang hindi pa ako nakapag-iisip ng portfolio title. O baka mahugot ko ang title ko mula sa magagawa kong essay? Tingnan natin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Inaayos ko pa lang ang fiction ko. May kailangang linawin, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Iisipin ko na hindi crap ang nonfiction ko kahit na crap naman talaga para ma-set ang utak ko na may pag-asa pa ito. Think of Sasha Martinez' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quick, the Tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;. May pag-asa pa hanggat kaya pang buhayin. Hoping against hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Table of contents. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As in, duh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christopher alex reyes (10/6/2008 11:05:02 PM): ace, goodluck with your CW:) cause i'm doing mine also haha&lt;br /&gt;ace marra (10/6/2008 11:05:23 PM): hehe, well good luck din!&lt;br /&gt;christopher alex reyes (10/6/2008 11:05:54 PM): haha okay: i read your work for heights, kaya mo yan&lt;br /&gt;ace marra (10/6/2008 11:06:16 PM): hehe, thanks. wala yun.&lt;br /&gt;ace marra (10/6/2008 11:06:27 PM): kakayanin. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;christopher alex reyes (10/6/2008 11:06:38 PM): hehe yeah lets do this&lt;br /&gt;ace marra (10/6/2008 11:06:45 PM): yep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya talaga ang pakiramdam nang hindi nag-iisa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-3314712083179454582?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/3314712083179454582/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=3314712083179454582' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3314712083179454582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3314712083179454582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/mga-pagkukulang.html' title='mga pagkukulang'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-8945850188842805043</id><published>2008-10-06T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T19:47:15.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waiter...</title><content type='html'>mahalaga sa akin ang order, kasi ako ay ipinanganak sa isang mundo na sekular at moderno. pero maganda rin sa pandinig ko ang anarchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero mas matimbang pa rin ang order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero mahal ko si V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero nasa loob ako ng isang lipunan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya naman hindi ko pa masimulan ang paggawa ko ng portfolio para sa CW, kasi hindi pa lumalabas ang class standing namin sa Theo. order, please! order! 5pm pala ha...anong oras na ba? wala pa yung grades namin!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8945850188842805043?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8945850188842805043/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8945850188842805043' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8945850188842805043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8945850188842805043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/waiter.html' title='waiter...'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-8405486910475348368</id><published>2008-10-05T01:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T02:33:40.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dahil stucked na naman ako</title><content type='html'>di ba nga. kapag hindi ako makapagsulat, nagsusulat ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya nga ako narito muli. upang ihayag sa blog na ito na nasa kalahati (tapos na ang lima sa nakaplanong sampung kabanata) na ako ng ginagawa kong libro para sa malikhaing proyekto &lt;strong&gt;namin&lt;/strong&gt; sa Fil14 at hindi na makausad. nasa madugong parte na kasi ako: ang buod ng encantadia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at maging sa pagsusulat ng isang blog entry ay nababara ang utak ko. nasaan na ang pag-asa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a okay, ganito na lang. syempre buhay ko na naman di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nito ko lang naalala ang mga ebooks na naka-save sa laptop ko na hindi ko pa nababasa: Dissonant Umbrellas ni Angelo Suarez, Pride and Prejudice, The Count of Monte Cristo, Clockwork Orange, at marami pang akda. naroon din nga pala yung soft copy ko ng graphic novel na V for Vendetta. lahat ng mga iyon nasa laptop ko - na ngayon ay deads na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ayokong manlumo uli dahil sa kapalaran ng laptop ko (wala nang ibang solusyon kundi palitan ang hard disk drive). kaya ito na lang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Luha ng Buwaya ni Amado V. Hernandez&lt;br /&gt;2. A Farewell to Arms ni Ernest Hemingway&lt;br /&gt;3. Without Seeing the Dawn ni Javellana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dagdag uli sa mga librong matagal ko pang mababasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinanong ako ni daddy kung gusto kong bumili ng drum set. syempre joke joke lang niya yun. trip lang niya na mang-trip. sabi ko huli na. lumipas na e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaalala ko pa nung umiyak ako kasi mahal ang isang drum set. third year ako nun at gusto kong matutong tumugtog ng drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi naman ni mama, kaya raw hindi siya pumayag noon na bumili kami ng drum set ay dahil alam na raw niya na lilipas lang yun. kumbaga ay hobby lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syempre counter-attack mode ako (ewan ko pero may mga pagkakataong ako ang naghahanap ng away at gulo), sinabi ko na lumipas kasi hindi nasuportahan. kung binilhan nila ako ng drum set noon e di sana magiging higit pa ito sa isang frustration at hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balikan ko lang: nung bata pa ako, gusto kong maging ballerina. gusto ko ring matutong tumugtog ng piano at ng violin. gusto kong maging pintor. hindi ba parang lahat ng naging pangarap ko ay tila mga hobby lang? lahat ng yun hindi natuloy kasi mahal ang babayaran kung mag-aaral ng ballet, piano, at violin. mahal din ang piano (grand pa noon ang hinihingi ko) at violin. (sa kaso naman ng pagiging pintor, hindi yun natuloy kasi ibang kurso ang naipasa ko sa UP) hindi ba ang pagsusulat ay tinuturing na hobby lamang ng isang tao? palibhasa papel at panulat lamang ang pangunahing pangangailangan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nabasa ni mama yung balita ng isang nagpakamatay na estudyante sa Guidon. nag-alala siya tungkol sa amin - lalo na kay emo-boy kuya. well, sa tingin ko wala siyang aalalahanin sa akin kasi naniniwala siya na ang mga writers madaling nakapaglalabas ng saloobin sa pamamagitan ng pagsusulat. na sa katotohanan ay hindi naman talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi ko sa kanya, "hindi rin. kasi minsan kapag isinulat, lalong tumitindi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagiging konkreto kasi, nagkakaroon ng anyo. at pwede mong balik-balikan, sariwain kumbaga. parang sugat na hindi gumagaling. paglimot lamang ang solusyon ngunit &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.abo-sa-dila.blogspot.com"&gt;sabi nga ng isang makata&lt;/a&gt;, walang sapilitang paglimot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at hindi lahat ng manunulat ay nagsusulat para maglabas ng mga angst nila sa buhay (base sa blog na ito, hindi ko naman maitatanggi na naglalabas ako ng sama ng loob dito).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at pwede ba. kahit sinong tao pwedeng magsulat para maglabas ng problema nila. parang therapeutic. maraming manunulat ang nagsisimula sa ganiyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the point is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na-offend siguro ako sa paga-assume ni mama na ok lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan. pero parang ganun e.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8405486910475348368?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8405486910475348368/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8405486910475348368' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8405486910475348368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8405486910475348368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/dahil-stucked-na-naman-ako.html' title='dahil stucked na naman ako'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-7262341752157585727</id><published>2008-10-04T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T17:45:18.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>napulot ko sa google</title><content type='html'>Nagsusulat ako ng fanfiction ng Encantadia (kahit na hindi ako fan) at kinailangan kong hanapin kung ano talaga ang eksaktong ibig sabihin ng salitang "bagwisan" (hehe, hindi ako kuntento sa translation nito na "staff" na nagmula sa relasyong &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;english &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;staff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;"&gt;bagwisang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; filipino&lt;/span&gt;). Nag-google search ako at talaga naman intresante ang &lt;a href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Arnold/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/tangang_lawi.html"&gt;natagpuan&lt;/a&gt; ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kalahating oras ko itong binasa. At nainis talaga ako sa comments nung isang "taong" nagngangalang Paolo sa thread na ito.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-7262341752157585727?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/7262341752157585727/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=7262341752157585727' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7262341752157585727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7262341752157585727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/napulot-ko-sa-google.html' title='napulot ko sa google'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-9013379169069037256</id><published>2008-10-04T07:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T08:13:08.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabado</title><content type='html'>sabi na nga ba may sira tuktok ko e. sino ba naman kasi, sa buong kapuluan ng Pilipinas (hindi sa buong mundo ha), ang makapag-iisip na gumawa ng libro sa loob ng isang araw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sampung kabanata ang nakaplano. isa't kalahati pa lang ang nagagawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakabaliw, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero kung maayos lang sana ang laptop ko e di sana at least nakalimang kabanata na ako kagabi. o di kaya natapos ko na sana nang walang tulugan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos ang mahirap pa, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kailangan kong isipin na wala akong groupmates sa project na ito&lt;/span&gt;. kasi tuwing maaalala ko, naiinis lang ako at marami ang pumapasok sa isip ko:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. wag ko na lang kaya gawin 'to. tutal mataas naman ang grade ko sa Fil, may bonus pa kaming one letter grade higher dahil sa sagala ng mga sikat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. sabi nina Gel, wag ko raw ilagay mga pangalan ng groupamates ko. i-consider ko kaya 'to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. pakingsyet sila. bakit ako magpapakahirap para sa kanila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. wala naman silang pakialam sa project e. sarilinin ko na lang 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. gago sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. buti nga may share sila dun sa nakaraang project namin, yung documentary. kahit na ba sa katunayan ay 99.9 % ng effort, pagod, puyat, hassle, talino, research, at kuryente sa akin nanggaling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. bakit ba kasi ang bait-bait ko? hindi ko magawang iwan sila sa ere. bakit kasi level1 pa lang ang pagka-bitch ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHET. PAKINGSYET TALAGA. HANGGANG TALAK LANG NAMAN AKO E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lang sa akin na ako ang gagawa ng 99.9 % ng project namin, pero gusto kong makita na kahit papaano ay may pakialam sila. Kusa sana silang nag-aalok ng tulong. Kapag may in-assign ako, gusto ko nagagawa nila nang maayos at maaga. Gusto ko na nararamdaman na may groupmates ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iisipin ko na lang na katuwaan ko lang 'to, na gumising ako kahapon at bigla akong nagdesisyon na&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "uy, bakit di kaya ako magsulat ng sampung kabanata na fanfiction ng encantadia para sa Fil project namin?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos para ganahan akong magsulat iisipin ko na lang na ipapasa ko 'to sa Heights pagkatapos. Yun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-9013379169069037256?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/9013379169069037256/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=9013379169069037256' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/9013379169069037256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/9013379169069037256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/sabado.html' title='Sabado'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-1866910062265919651</id><published>2008-10-03T13:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:46:48.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kailangan ko ito.</title><content type='html'>alam mo kung bakit ko gusto itong blog ko sa blogspot? kasi walang nagbabasa. well, kung meron man ay hindi ko nalalaman. tulad mo, kung binabasa mo ito ngayon hindi ko naman alam na binabasa mo nga ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marami pang dahilan. ok lang na magsintir ako dito. ok lang na may typo (maliban na lang kung may pagkakataong nao-OC attack ako). ok lang na magmura. ok lang na mag-Taglish. ok lang na maglandi. ok lang na hindi creative. ok lang kung selfish. ok lang kung elitista. ok lang kung makamasa. lahat ok lang basta sa tingin ko ok lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad ngayon, magsusulat na naman ako ng isang walang kuwentang blog entry tungkol sa buhay kong pinipilit kong punuin ng kuwenta - pinipilit kong lagyan ng pagitan ang buhay ko sa buhay ng iba: sa buhay ng mga kaibigan ko, sa buhay ng mga kapamilya ko, sa buhay ng mga mayayaman, sa buhay ng mga mahihirap, sa buhay ng mga pulubi, sa buhay ng mga taong-grasa, sa buhay ng mga kaklase kong hindi ko kinakausap buong semestre, sa buhay ng mga kakilala kong hindi ako pinapansin kapag nakakasalubong, sa buhay ng mga iba't ibang tao na nakakasakay ko sa jeep, fx, at bus araw-araw papasok sa eskuwela at pauwi sa bahay, atbp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masalimuot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pasensya na, ganito lang talaga ako kapag hindi makapagsulat: nagsusulat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan hindi na ako palagay na nakikipag-usap ako sa ibang tao. kapag kasi ayaw mo silang sumagot sa mga hinaing mo, sumasagot sila. kung gusto mo naman silang magsalita, tsaka sila nananahimik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapag malungkot sila, nalulungkot din ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakailang na masaya ako samantalang malulungkot sila. parang nagiging kasalanan ang maging masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailangan ko lang maglabas ng mga sama ng loob bago makapagsulat. ganito talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapag may kulang sa mundo ko, tumitigil ang lahat maliban sa oras. kaya naiiwan ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad nung nawala ang relos ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad nung naiwan ko ang planner ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad nung hindi ako nakapag-internet nang diretsong tatlong araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad nung naiwan ko ang cellphone ko sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad ngayong hindi na ako makapag-YM sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tulad ngayon na sira ang laptop ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iyon yun e. sira ang laptop ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron kayang isang tao ang papayag na makipag-trade sa akin? isang 2nd hand na gumaganang Mac laptop para sa Packard Bell ko na may virus. sige na, kailangan ko lang talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan, iniisip ko rin na may sira ako sa ulo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-1866910062265919651?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/1866910062265919651/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=1866910062265919651' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1866910062265919651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1866910062265919651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/kailangan-ko-ito.html' title='kailangan ko ito.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-256394634028355569</id><published>2008-10-02T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:01:48.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dammit</title><content type='html'>1. na-virus laptop ko. as in naka-loop yung booting. fuck kasi yung digitel, kung hindi nila hinarang yung router namin sa bahay e di sana updated yung antivirus ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. out of hand ko na yung 'game' namin about finding a daddy for our 'family.' THEY are now down to 10 daddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. good news naman. i got my first (and last) B+ for a work in FA 105, Intro to Creative Writing. hehe, ang saya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. another good news. optional lang para sa kin ang final exam sa SocioAnthro. alam ko B lang yun, pero ayoko ng exams e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. sira laptop ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 49/50 ang paper ko sa Fil14 tungkol sa Tarong. yipee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 46/50 ako sa oral exam sa Theo. yipee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. hindi ko magagawa fil project NAMIN kasi nga sira laptop ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. nakapagpasa na ako ng apology letter dahil sa paglimot kong magsuot ng ID pagkatapos ng PE class ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. hindi pa nilalabas ang class standing namin sa HI18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. sa Tuesday ko pa malalaman kung exempted ako sa Fil14. sana sana sana sana. ayoko nang mag-exam kahit na puro multiple choices na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. short story ko na lang tsaka nonfiction ang kailangan kong i-edit para sa portfolio ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. paano ko i-eedit yung short story at nonfiction ko kung sira ang laptop ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. wala pang isang taon yung laptop ko sa akin. tapos ganito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. shet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. ano nang gagawin ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. chris tiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. masaya nga pala yung bonfire pero maputik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. sumakit ang ulo ko dahil sa baho ng Bel field. sumisingaw kasi yung amoy ng lupa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. OK pa naman, buhay pa ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. hehe, wala na nga palang long test sa aesthetics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-256394634028355569?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/256394634028355569/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=256394634028355569' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/256394634028355569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/256394634028355569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/10/dammit.html' title='dammit'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-8598026189929870969</id><published>2008-09-29T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T00:10:38.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bonfire details</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To The Ateneo Community:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations to the Ateneo community for the following achievements by our &lt;br&gt; various teams: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222695099_0"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222704529_0"&gt;Loyola Schools&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222695099_1"&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222704529_1"&gt;UAAP Season 71&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mens' Basketball Champion and Ladies' Swimming &lt;br&gt; Champion &lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High School:&lt;/span&gt; UAAP Season 71 Juniors Basketball Champion and Swimming Champion &lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grade School:&lt;/span&gt; Small Basketeers of the Philippines Champion &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;The following are the details of the thanksgiving Mass, bonfire, and program &lt;br&gt; tomorrow, &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222695099_2"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222704529_2"&gt;September 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 6:00 PM: &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222695099_3"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222704529_3"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mass at the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222695099_4"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222704529_4"&gt;Church of the Gesu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt; 7:30 PM: Program at Bellarmine Field (across the Gesu)&lt;br&gt; Tribute to  the various  Ateneo champion teams &lt;br&gt;Autograph Signing &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Performances by the Blue Babble Battalion, Migs Escueta, &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222695099_5"&gt;&lt;span style="background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%;cursor: pointer;-moz-background-clip: -moz-initial;-moz-background-origin: -moz-initial;-moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222704529_5"&gt;APO Hiking Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;br&gt; Chicosci, Kjwan, &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222695099_6"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222704529_6"&gt;Parokya ni Edgar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Spongecola, and other bands &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Food &amp; Beverage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Some 30 concessionaires have signed up to sell for the duration of the evening. &lt;br&gt; There will be also be complimentary Pepsi products while supplies last. Beer &lt;br&gt; will be sold ONLY to adults, ages 21 and above.   &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Tents, Tables and chairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Some tents, 100 tables and 1,300 chairs will be provided free of charge and &lt;br&gt; made available on a first-come, first-served basis. People are free to bring &lt;br&gt; their own tents, tables, and chairs but can set up ONLY AFTER 5:00 PM on &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222695099_7"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1222704529_7"&gt;September &lt;br&gt; 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; AND ONLY at designated areas. For the designated areas, please inquire at &lt;br&gt; the information booth on Bellarmine Field, Xavier  Hall side.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 3. Merchandise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; Ateneo shirts, caps, and other merchandise will also be made available for &lt;br&gt; sale at designated areas. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Webcast powered by Mozcom&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br&gt; Date: 30 September 2008 &lt;br&gt; Time: 6PM to 10PM &lt;br&gt; &lt;a rel="nofollow" class="fixed" target="_blank" href="http://stream.mozcom.com/ateneo"&gt;http://stream. mozcom.com/ ateneo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alam ko dapat may ginagawa ako ngayon e. XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, kitakits!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8598026189929870969?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8598026189929870969/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8598026189929870969' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8598026189929870969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8598026189929870969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/bonfire-details.html' title='bonfire details'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-2878096351824498978</id><published>2008-09-29T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:04:02.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunes</title><content type='html'>Isang Lunes na lang ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maaga akong umuwi ngayon. Nakakapanibago, tatlong linggo ba naman kasi akong gabi na kung umuwi. Hay, pero pagod at puyat as usual.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;bukas: due ang fil paper tungkol sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang Sandali ng mga Mata&lt;/span&gt;, may group consultation with Sir Brion para sa portfolio namin, tapos BONFIRE!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wednesday: walang pasok, pero nandiyan ang fil group project at review para sa long test sa Aesthetics.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bad trip yung 2nd exam ko sa Theology, pero sobrang heaven naman yung 1st paper ko sa Fil. Haha, kaninang tanghali pumasok ako sa de la Costa nang nanlulumo, at lumabas ako nang tumatalon sa sobrang saya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-2878096351824498978?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/2878096351824498978/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=2878096351824498978' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/2878096351824498978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/2878096351824498978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/lunes.html' title='Lunes'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-3337821389875370512</id><published>2008-09-28T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:54:12.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>culminating activity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SN@mxgoKCDwAAA25FTU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.chelarace.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SN@mxgoKCDwAAA25FTU1/funrun-049.jpg?et=kaQRk4KVBAAnghms%2CMecBw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Practicing the TaiChi 24 step form with Maricris. Shot stolen by Diegs. Picture stolen from Diegs' album. ^^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Biruin n'yo, pumunta ako sa Ateneo ngayong Linggo para lang mag-perform ng 24 step TaiChi sa loob ng humigit kumulang dalawang minuto. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;May kapalit naman e, hehe. (Exemption, exemption...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nanood na rin ako. Ano pa bang magagawa ko? Nag-demo ang Taekwondo, aerobics, social dances, ballroom, tap dance, wushu, muay thai, arnis, at syempre tai chi. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nakakatuwa naman yung buong event, kanya-kanyang pakulo ang bawat PE class. Sa Taekwondo, para akong nakakita ng isang batalyon ng weapons of mass destruction. Sigaw pa lang nakakatakot na e. Astig yung mga huling nag-demo sa Taekwondo, lalo na yung dude na hindi nasipa yung mansanas sa unang subok. Naging puree yung mansanas sa pangalawang pagsipa niya! Tapos yung isang guy na nag-back flip (yun ba ang tawag dun?) para masipa yung board. Yung mga bata pa na gumawa ng super stunts. Yeah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hindi ko napanood yung sa aerobics kasi nagpa-practice kami nun para sa sarili naming demo, pero nandun sina &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mina &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kat &lt;/span&gt;(ka-Bagwisang Filipino).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sa social dance, ayun, sumayaw. XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Napanood ko si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marcy &lt;/span&gt;sa tap dancing. (Sweet talkin' sugar coated candyman! Sweet talkin' suger coated candyman!) Hehe, pero 'wag kayo! Nanalo ang grupo nila as the best tap dancing group!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang hot ng performance ng ballroom. Bukod kasi dun sa unang pair na sumayaw (hindi ko lang alam kung students o teacher sila) na sobrang sensual, nandun sina &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tekla &lt;/span&gt;(blockmate), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angelica &lt;/span&gt;(CW mate), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Osan&lt;/span&gt; (english blockmate), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kid &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nathan &lt;/span&gt;(NSTP mates), at yung dalawang girl na naging kaklase ko rin sa Wushu na kasali sa CADS na hindi ko alam ang mga pangalan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang cool ng demo ng Wushu. Sana yun talaga ang inaaral sa Wushu at hindi lang yung 64 steps. May dalawa akong kilala (by face) dun sa ateneo wushu team. Ang astig nila, grabe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nakita ko si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rai&lt;/span&gt;, kasali yata siya sa finals sa Arnis.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SI&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Diegs&lt;/span&gt; pakalat-kalat sa covcourts. Nagnanakaw ng shots!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-3337821389875370512?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/3337821389875370512/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=3337821389875370512' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3337821389875370512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3337821389875370512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/culminating-activity.html' title='culminating activity'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-1530709525934772014</id><published>2008-09-27T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:27:28.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>daddy update atbp.</title><content type='html'>OK, 6 daddies and counting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recap lang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. That he-who-must-not-be-named. THEY are not allowed to speak/mutter/blabber/stutter that name. One who does receives a piercing glance from mom (me!), and of course, silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. That guy. And I don't know why. This is Atsy Gel's fault, it's her own imagination. Creative Writers have this tendency to go way beyond their imagination, they somehow experience the metaphysical. And I think that occurred to her that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daddy&lt;/span&gt;. He's okay for me, but the kids are scared of him. Especially Jamie. Fourth said that he'll only denounce &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daddy&lt;/span&gt; if I do the same thing (I denounced daddies 1 and 2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Atsy Gel and Jamie's fault. They said I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;making eyes&lt;/span&gt; with this guy, which is not true! I don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make eyes&lt;/span&gt; with guys! I don't flirt or give motives or whatsoever. I totally denounce him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hehe, I admit I have a crush on this guy - which is transcendent and is way beyond the physical level. So, a forever crush. Once again, a happy crush. Well, he's good and cute so no one has the conscience to denounce him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Gusto ko naman talaga siya e. Pero sila ang may pakana na isama siya sa listahan na 'to. OK na sana nung umpisa ang problema mukha raw ostrich. Shet. Ganun ba ka-weird ang taste ko? Mukhang ostrich? Hell, hindi naman talaga e! Masyado lang malawak ang imahinasyon nila. Tsaka hindi lang naman yung itsura yung tinitingnan ko, yung kakayahan niya at ugali. Yun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immersion namin kanina sa Payatas 13, Gawad Kalinga Village. Maaga naman akong nagising kanina, nakarating din naman ako sa Ateneo sa tamang oras. Pero muntik na akong maiwan kasi hindi ko alam kung saan ang meeting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All you have to do is ask." - Pin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did actually.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Etong si Pin hindi naman kinakausap, magbibitaw pa ng opinyon na nakakainsulto. As if wala akong kakayahang mag-isip para sa sarili ko.&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, bago ako umalis ng bahay nag-IM ako kay Ybonne. Online kasi siya kaya tinanong ko siya kung saan ang meeting place. Hindi naman siya nag-reply so nagtext ako kay Tekla. Hindi rin naman siya nagreply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating sa Ateneo dumiretso ako sa Leong Hall at sinilip kung nasa cornfield sila. Hindi ko sila nakita kaya pumunta ako sa caf para magpa-load. Nag-miss call na si Miggy kaya alam kong malapit na silang umalis kung nasaan man sila. Tinawagan ko siya, pero hindi niya sinagot phone niya. Si Jamie naman ang tinawagan ko pero hindi ko siya makontak. Buti naman at nang tinawagan ko si Fourth, nasagot niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ayun na nga, paalis na raw yung jeep kaya dalian ko na at baka iwan na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At tumakbo ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hingal na hingal ako pagdating sa jeep. Pawis pa, naka-jacket pa man din ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I like your hair. What did you do?" - Kira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uhm...Tumakbo." - Ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayos naman yung buong araw. Hehe. Kahit na hanggang ngayon feeling laid-back pa rin ako na parang wala akong dapat gawin. May culminating activity pa bukas. Gigising na naman ng maaga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-1530709525934772014?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/1530709525934772014/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=1530709525934772014' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1530709525934772014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1530709525934772014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/daddy-update-atbp.html' title='daddy update atbp.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-1668293239011278149</id><published>2008-09-26T21:17:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T21:42:33.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Timing*</title><content type='html'>And Ida laughed&lt;br /&gt;at how my mouth looked like:&lt;br /&gt;parted,&lt;br /&gt;round, and slightly pouted -&lt;br /&gt;forming the last syllable&lt;br /&gt;of the last word&lt;br /&gt;of that sentence&lt;br /&gt;(which seemed like my last).&lt;br /&gt;It sat in my heart&lt;br /&gt;like a rusty anchor&lt;br /&gt;for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like the anchor didn't land&lt;br /&gt;where it was supposed to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;land.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Resulta ito ng writing exercise (soon-to-be-called Lonely Fridays) kanina with Brandz, Walther, JC, Fidelis, Irae, and that other guy who is in the English staff I think. Pinasulat kami ng unang linya ng tula sa Ingles. Ang sinulat ko ay "I haven't eaten sushi." Tapos binigay namin sa tao na nasa kaliwa namin yung linya, kung ano yung maibigay sa 'yo gawan mo ng isang buong tula. Ang nagbigay ng linya sa akin ay si JC, "And Ida laughed." Hehe, ang saya ng activity. Kaya lang wala akong maisip na angkop na title. Feeling ko corny pa yung "Wrong Timing ."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-1668293239011278149?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/1668293239011278149/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=1668293239011278149' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1668293239011278149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/1668293239011278149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/wrong-timing.html' title='Wrong Timing*'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-5039974117573003506</id><published>2008-09-26T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T20:42:31.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huli</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="3"&gt;Kilala n'yo ba si Huli?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Huli na 'to alam ko. Pero sige:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PUCHA PANALO ATENEO!!! GO GO GO!!! ONE BIG FIGHT!!! ANG GALING GALING NG BLUE EAGLE TEAM!!! WOOO!!!! GRABEH, CHAMPION!!! PUNTA TAYO SA BONFIRE! TARA TARA! HEHE!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-5039974117573003506?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/5039974117573003506/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=5039974117573003506' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5039974117573003506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5039974117573003506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/huli.html' title='Huli'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-3774942227108363044</id><published>2008-09-24T23:50:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:24:45.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's hard to be a mom</title><content type='html'>Especially when you're single with 5 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna trace back why I am the mom of the group. The memory is traumatizing. The thought itself carries a life-long disturbance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids (Atsy Gel, Manong Miggy, Rainbow, the Twins - Jamie and Fourth) insisted that we must have a family name. In short, they want a daddy. (There was an original daddy, and they denounced him because he is SO denouncable. Damn, who wouldn't denounce this guy?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told them they were made out of play-dohs. So no daddy. But they are slaves of social construct, so they still believe we should have a daddy in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since that day when THEY decided that a family is not complete without a daddy, they started spotting out guys for me. Unfortunately, they don't have taste - I know they intend to, that's the only way they can make fun of me. They pick out random guys that we/I sort of know and when they start giggling and muttering words of disgust, I already know what they're up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine what they're imagining whenever they do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, officially THEY  have 5 daddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. That he-who-must-not-be-named. THEY are not allowed to speak/mutter/blabber/stutter that name. One who does receives a piercing glance from mom (me!), and of course, silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. That guy. And I don't know why. This is Atsy Gel's fault, it's her own imagination. Creative Writers have this tendency to go way beyond their imagination, they somehow experience the metaphysical. And I think that occurred to her that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daddy&lt;/span&gt;. He's okay for me, but the kids are scared of him. Especially Jamie. Fourth said that he'll only denounce &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;daddy&lt;/span&gt; if I do the same thing (I denounced daddies 1 and 2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Atsy Gel and Jamie's fault. They said I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;making eyes&lt;/span&gt; with this guy, which is not true! I don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make eyes&lt;/span&gt; with guys! I don't flirt or give motives or whatsoever. I totally denounce him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hehe, I admit I have a crush on this guy - which is transcendent and is way beyond the physical level. So, a forever crush. Once again, a happy crush. Well, he's good and cute so no one has the conscience to denounce him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my kids (Atsy Gel and Jamie always initiate things like this) created a counter-theory to my play-doh theory. They said that since we have five daddies and there are five kids, each of them has a different father. I don't know how to explain the Twins, but...they don't look alike so it's natural for them to think that they all have the same mother, and different fathers. Yuck. I don't even have plans on getting married, and now I have a crazy family as a single mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I disagreed with them so they planned to spot more daddies starting tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I ask myself,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what kind of lives do we lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that we play this kind of game?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-3774942227108363044?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/3774942227108363044/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=3774942227108363044' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3774942227108363044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3774942227108363044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-hard-to-be-mom.html' title='It&apos;s hard to be a mom'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-315478246446038010</id><published>2008-09-24T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:46:13.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ever notice the space between the stars?</title><content type='html'>I think there is only one kind of darkness. It sits in the heart and is weightless. Like the space you find in an old letterbox or between the stars.&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Torn Shirt&lt;/span&gt;, Michelangelo K. Samson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace of mind, kahit isang gabi lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat at tapos na ang theo orals. (buti na lang buti na lang buti na lang grabe halos buong araw akong nagsalita tungkol sa Cross at sa Resurrection sa humanity at divinity sa believing doing at entrusting sa council of Nicea Ephesus at Chalcedon sa salvation at tungkol sa maraming maraming maraming marami pang iba tapos kaninang tanghali may mga paru-paro sa sikmura ko tapos umakyat sila sa dibdib sa puso ko ko tapos maya-maya nasa lalamunan ko na sabi nung pares na naabutan namin sa labas ng consultation rooms "pick the one with the dot it's thesis statement number twelve and it's easy" kaya ayun haha ewan ko na lang sa Friday kung anong grade namin basta basta basta hindi nasayang yung corporate outfit ko basta basta basta tapos na yay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-315478246446038010?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/315478246446038010/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=315478246446038010' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/315478246446038010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/315478246446038010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/ever-notice-space-between-stars.html' title='ever notice the space between the stars?'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-512925704298869647</id><published>2008-09-23T20:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:04:56.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dagli</title><content type='html'>Ang alam kong katumbas ng fastfood/sudden/napkin fiction sa Filipino ay ang dagli. Kung ganun, naaaliw ako sa dagli. Kaya ngayon mabilisan muna 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orals sa Theo bukas at hindi pa ako nag-aaral. Pero mag-aaral naman talaga ako. Mas pinoproblema ko nga lang yung attire ko kaysa sa mismong orals. Corporate attire kasi, tapos ang hirap naman nun bukas kasi may TaiChi pa ako sa umaga. Alangan namang mag-bihis na agad ako ng semi-formal habang ginagawa yung 24 step form? Bukod pa run, magpapagabi ako so iniiwasan ko na marami pa akong dadalhin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Bakit hindi ako natataranta? Dapat ngayon nagka-cram na ako e. Pero hindi naman ako laid back. Pero maraming dapat gawin. Hehe, kung ganun ba't ba ako nandito?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Six feet of concrete. Right beneath my skin. And I am lost again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigla ko lang naalala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-512925704298869647?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/512925704298869647/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=512925704298869647' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/512925704298869647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/512925704298869647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/dagli.html' title='Dagli'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-6162246492063810428</id><published>2008-09-21T15:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:28:01.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Blog 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SNX02eesn8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/r_KabQAlrzo/s1600-h/PICT0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SNX02eesn8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/r_KabQAlrzo/s320/PICT0084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248370157502111682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sa Mcdo kasama ang ilan sa Bagwisan. Si Mike yung nasa tabi ko. Nakikinig na yata kami sa kuwentong blog blog ni Brandz dito. Ngayon ko lang napansin, mukha akong bangag diyan. Mapungay mga mata ko, inaantok. Tapos yung posture ko pa nakakuba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HOME ALONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mag-isa lang ako ngayon dito sa bahay. Pumayag si daddy na hindi ako kasama ngayon sa Cavite para sa binyag ng pinsan kong si Kent. Paano naman kasi kailangan kong maglaba, at totoo namang napakarami kong dapat gawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May perang iniwan sa akin si mama pambili ng pagkain. Pero dahil tinatamad akong lumabas ng bahay, naghalungkat muna ako ng pwedeng makain sa kusina. Buti na lang may isa pang sachet ng Crab and Corn Soup na pakalat-kalat sa kusina - tsinek ko naman yung expiration date, sa isang taon pa naman. Isang gatang lang ang sinaing ko. Niluto ko yung soup. Bumili lang ako ng isang lata ng Argentina corned beef kina Mang Roman. E di solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matapos maglaba, naghugas ng pinggan, nagpunas ng mesa, etc. etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagprint ng articles para sa Theo. Chat ng kaunti. Tapos eto na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inaantok ako. Gusto kong matulog pero ang sabi ko sa sarili ko gagawin ko na yung paper ko sa Histo. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Ateneo! One big fight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-6162246492063810428?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/6162246492063810428/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=6162246492063810428' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6162246492063810428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6162246492063810428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-blog-6.html' title='Weekend Blog 6'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SNX02eesn8I/AAAAAAAAAFM/r_KabQAlrzo/s72-c/PICT0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-2038294695765405293</id><published>2008-09-21T01:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:50:14.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Blog 5</title><content type='html'>TANONG PARA SA IYO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako ba?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-2038294695765405293?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/2038294695765405293/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=2038294695765405293' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/2038294695765405293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/2038294695765405293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-blog-5.html' title='Weekend Blog 5'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-4675712767406869178</id><published>2008-09-21T01:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:47:17.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Blog 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SNU3He-viYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3ZNiw7ERYhI/s1600-h/patrickpapalu4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SNU3He-viYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3ZNiw7ERYhI/s320/patrickpapalu4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248161542485019010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE almost PERFECT DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Sept. 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nakasabay ko si Nessie sa FX papuntang Katipunan. Nagkuwentuhan kami tungkol sa eskuwela, sa crushes namin dati, at sa kung ano-ano pa. Humingi rin siya ng kopya ng Heights kasi ibinalita ko sa kaniya na Fil staff na ako tsaka may nai-publish na ako. Matagal nang alam ni Nessie na pangarap ko ang makapasok sa Heights. May kopya nga rin siya ng isang folio ng Heights, di ko lang matandaan kung alin doon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Aesthetics lang ang klase ko. Haha. Pareho kami ni Carla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hindi natuloy ang written exam sa Aesthetics. nagquiz bee lang kami at ang grupo namin ang itinanghal na pinakamagandang grupo sa klaseng FA101 A! Damn, ang galing ni Iggy! Tama siya sa lahat samantalang ako isa sa tatlo lang ang tama kong sagot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ginanahan akong gumawa ng reviewer sa FA101 dahil sa pagkapanalo ng grupo namin sa quiz bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sumama sina Fourth, Jamie, at Iggy sa book launch ng Heights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. May free food nga sa book launch ng Heights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Hardbound ang kopya ko ng Heights double issue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ayos pala yung porma ko. Hindi kasi ako nakita ni mama nung umalis ako ng bahay, kaya pag-uwi ko nagulat siya sa itsura ko na hindi ko alam kung maayos nga o hindi. Sabi niya ok raw. Hehe, oo na, flattered na kung flattered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4675712767406869178?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4675712767406869178/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4675712767406869178' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4675712767406869178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4675712767406869178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-blog-4.html' title='Weekend Blog 4'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SNU3He-viYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3ZNiw7ERYhI/s72-c/patrickpapalu4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-3713958030321221497</id><published>2008-09-21T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:33:58.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Blog 3</title><content type='html'>THE PURPLE PARTY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta kami kanina sa Pasig para sa first birthday celebration ng pinsan kong si Julianna. So ayun, puro mga bata at mga mukhang pamilyar na di-pamilyar ang mga nakita ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang sabi nila Purple Party, so akala ko required na naka-purple. Kaya naman naka-purple kaming tatlo nina mama at Ali. So ok, pagdating dun hindi naman pala required. Yung mismong may birthday nga hindi naka-purple. Ok lang naman sa akin. Ang hindi ko ma-take e dahil pala kay Barney kung bakit Purple Party yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cs.utah.edu/%7Eriloff/pictures/Barney.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.cs.utah.edu/%7Eriloff/pictures/Barney.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, survive naman dahil sa Pugad Baboy na nandun. Tumatawa ako mag-isa habang nakaupo sa sulok ng sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK din pala yung chocolate cake tapos sundan mo ng San Mig light. Inisip ko nga na ok din yun sa debut ko. Yun lang ang handa. Survival of the Fittest. Tapos ako lang pala mag-isa. Ayos, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inisip din pala ni mama yung debut ko kanina. Sabi niya bagay yung temang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rock&lt;/span&gt; sa akin. Magpapagawa raw siya ng mga shirts na may print ng barahang alas (para sa nickname ko na Ace). Pwede rin daw mag-rent ng banda. Yun daw ay kung may pera siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero kahit na may pera siya, ayokong maghanda. Natatakot ako kasi baka walang pumunta. Tsaka baka ako mismo ang KJ, di ako mahilig sa mga party e. Tapos yung tema pa na rock, baka hindi ko mapangatawanan tutal mainstream lang naman ako. Baka lumabas pang posero ako. Ayoko nga. Tsaka di ko makita ang point ng debut. As if naman papayagan na nila akong magka-BF pag 18 na ako. At balak ko nga ring makipag-deal sa kanila: hindi kami maghahanda pero gusto ko ng digicam. Terorista ba? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi, basta ok na sa akin na mag-banana split ako sa school (yung 85 pesos sa caf up). Oks na yun. Tsaka mas mahalaga sa akin yung may makakaalala ng birthday ko. Yun yung na-miss ko nung isang taon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-3713958030321221497?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/3713958030321221497/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=3713958030321221497' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3713958030321221497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3713958030321221497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-blog-3.html' title='Weekend Blog 3'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-8651114094824777057</id><published>2008-09-20T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:14:21.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Blog 2</title><content type='html'>LOADED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fil14 - last group project at paper. may tatlo pang lessons na hahabulin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko ang klase ko ng Fil14, pero nahihirapan na ako. Paano naman kasi may group project pa, at ang nabunot ko pang topic para sa grupo namin ay Encantadia. E pucha naman, anong alam ko dun bukod sa pagganap dun ni Ping Medina? Tapos may paper pa tungkol sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang Sandali ng mga Mata&lt;/span&gt; ni Alvin Yapan - na hindi ko pa masisimulan kasi sa Martes pa ibibigay ang "thesis statement."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tungkol sa tatlong lessons, hindi naman talaga yung lessons ang problema ko kundi yung mga readings. Nakakatamad kunin (bilhin), kasi baka hindi ko rin naman basahin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Theo Orals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Miyerkules na ang Theo orals ko kasama si Jamie at hindi pa ako nag-aaral. Hindi pa nga kami nag-uusap tungkol sa practice na gagawin namin bilang paghahanda sa orals. Baka tanungin ako ni Sir: Are you committing apostasy? Kapag sumagot ako ng "No," baka banatan niya ako ng "Are you sure? Look at your lifestyle. I can't see why Ateneans are so pretentious. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aminin mo na ang totoo nang hindi tayo naglolokohan dito&lt;/span&gt;" with a Filipino accent that is mysteriously like Sam Milby's kahit na hindi naman dapat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Creative Writing - drama, portfolio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May drama kaming due sa Martes, pero isang scene lang yun. Irerevise ko pa yung synopsis ko kasi hindi tugma sa kinalabasan ng script. Ayos lang,pero parang ginaya ko lang yung play na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bulong-bulongan sa Sangandaan&lt;/span&gt; ni Ramon C. Jocson. Well, hindi naman ginaya. Naging similar lang. Sa totoo lang ang iniisip kong play nung sinulat ko yung synopsis ay yung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Death of Memory&lt;/span&gt; ni Glenn Mas. All-time favorite ko yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SNUuMmnwBZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/m67zOE6fdrM/s1600-h/family+pic..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SNUuMmnwBZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/m67zOE6fdrM/s320/family+pic..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248151734830761362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Family Pic.&lt;/span&gt; Left to right: Fourth and Jamie (the twins), Gel (the Atsy), Ako (the single mom), Miggy (si Manong), at si Ybonne (kapatid din nila). Itong pamilyang ito ay parehong  blessing at sumpa. Blessing kasi mas nagkaka-bonding kami. Sumpa kasi naghahanap sila ng daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para naman sa portfolio, pumayag si Sir Brion na mag-group (family) consultation kami. Natatakot/nahihiya kasi kami na lumapit kay Sir nang mag-isa. Ngayon, kailangan kong i-revise yung mga kailangang i-revise (lahat naman e!). Madugo-dugo 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Written test sa Aesthetics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buti na lang talaga quiz bee lang yung nangyari nung Biyernes. Akala namin yung exam na talaga. Tapos nanalo pa yung grupo namin! Naman! Kami ang itinanghal na "the most beautiful group in class."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami pa akong hindi alam. Sobra. Kaya nagsimula uli akong gumawa ng reviewer nung Biyernes ng hapon. Awa ng Diyos at tapos na ako. Kailangan na lang na kabisaduhin. Tapos magbabasa pa ako ng libro at aaralin yung mga powerpoint presentations ng mga grupong nag-report sa dalawang klase ng FA 101.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Demo sa TaiChi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes naman, exempted na ako sa finals ng TaiChi! Yun nga lang, magde-demo ako sa Sept. 28 (sa siang linggo na pala yun!). Kailangan kong pumasok nang mas maaga sa Lunes para makapag-practice kasama ng iba pang magde-demo. Mga 7:45 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lang naman&lt;/span&gt; ng umaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Reflection paper sa History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko pa pinapanood yung pelikula na kailangang panoorin, si Matt Daimon kasi ang bida. Ayoko sa kanya. Tsaka ang perception ko sa pelikula ay boring, di tulad ng pelikulang ginamit namin sa nakaraang reflection paper, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Last King of Scotland&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Homeworks sa Bagwisan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naman, hindi ako makahanap ng isang teorista/manunulat na kontento ako sa depinisyon nila ng tula/panulaan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. SA Paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang wala na kaming balak na magsimula dito. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8651114094824777057?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8651114094824777057/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8651114094824777057' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8651114094824777057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8651114094824777057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-blog-2.html' title='Weekend Blog 2'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SNUuMmnwBZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/m67zOE6fdrM/s72-c/family+pic..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-8335105543279193539</id><published>2008-09-20T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T23:18:23.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Blog 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.admu.edu.ph/files/537/college_ss.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.admu.edu.ph/files/537/college_ss.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE GUIDANCE INTERVIEW INCIDENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung August pa dapat ako tapos sa guidance interview ko, pero nag-resign yung guidance counsilor na na-assign sa akin. Kaya nagpa-resched ako. Nitong Huwebes dapat ang interview ko, pero ewan ko kung tanga lang talaga ako o niloloko ako ng clerk sa guidance office dahil ang nakalagay na oras ng interview ko ay 130-230 samantalang 4-5pm naman ang nakalagay sa calendar ko sa cellphone ko at pati na rin sa planner ko. Imposible naman na 130 ang oras na kinuha ko kasi may klase ako sa oras na yun. Sinabi ko yun sa clerk, at syempre ang naging dating nun e tanga siya at mali ang oras na nilagay niya sa logbook. E alangan namang ako ang tanga. Major katangahan naman kung totoong 130 ang oras na pinili ko. At naaalala ko pa kung paano ko isinet sa calendar sa cellphone ko ang schedule ng interview doon mismo sa harapan ng clerk habang sinusulat niya ang pangalan ko sa logbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta ako sa OAA at talagang muntik na akong umiyak. Kasi naman, hello? Naging responsable ako, tapos baka mawala ang scholarship ko dahil sa pagiging iresponsable ng ibang tao. Nananadya yung clerk na yun, e. Ako pa ang palalabasin niyang mali. Alam ko kung ano ang katumbas ng isang interview na yun - scholarship ko. Sinabihan pa niya ako na dapat June pa lang inayos ko na yung sched ko. Balikan ko nga siya. Sabi ko sa kaniya talaga namang June pa ako nag-sched, at hindi ko kasalanan na nag-resign yung guidance counsilor na yun kung sino man siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buti na lang pumayag yung si Ate Tin ng OAA na hanggang October 11 ang deadline ng service card ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumalik ako sa guidance office at nagpa-resched under sa listahan ng mga juniors imbes sa mga sophomores (wala na raw free slots sa sophomores). Gumaan naman ang loob ko. Pero ako kasi yung tipo ng tao na nagpapatawad pero di nakalilimot, kaya in good terms uli kami ni Ate Clerk, basta ba maayos ang kahihinatnan nitong pangalawang rescheduling ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8335105543279193539?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8335105543279193539/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8335105543279193539' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8335105543279193539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8335105543279193539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-blog-1.html' title='Weekend Blog 1'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-8406373811986624212</id><published>2008-09-16T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:51:39.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa mga ganitong pagkakataon...</title><content type='html'>gusto kong humiga sa damuhan, damhin ang mamasa-masang singaw ng lupa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong umupo sa isang abandonadong waiting shed na suot ang pangginaw ko kahit na nagliliyab sa init ang araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong magpagulong-gulong sa dalampasigan at magpabudbod sa puting buhangin na pinalapot ng tubig-dagat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gusto kong lumayo, pero bibitbitin ko siya para may kasama ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi pwede kasi hindi siya sasama.&lt;br /&gt;kapag hindi siya sasama wala nang halaga ang lahat ng pagpapakalayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagod. Wala pa akong disenteng tulog. Marami pang dapat gawin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astig yung orals sa Aesthetics. Ginaganahan tuloy akong mag-aral para sa written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang tagal mapirmahan ng Comelec ang service card ko. Kailangan ko na yun sa Thursday bago ang guidance interview ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Thursday Kabalbalan talk ni Sir Yol Jamendang. Required kaming magdala ng sabit sa talk, haha buti na lang willing si Gel. Kaya lang 5 pa ako makakapunta kasi 5 pa matatapos ang interview ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Friday naman yung book launch ng Heights. Pupunta kami nina Fourth, Miggy, at Jamie. Libre ang food kasi, yun ang catch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, bakit wala pa akong tulog? Kasi hinapit ko yung creative nonfiction ko. Pucha, pakiramdam ko talaga hindi ko yun nagawa nang mabuti. May mali kasi. Ewan ko. Pakiramdam ko mas maganda pa yung iba kong blog entry. Basta. Parang pilit yug nonfic ko. Huhu...kapag iyon naibalik na sa akin, ibabaon ko yun. Kahit saan. Basta baong-baon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At pucha. Kung ipagpapatuloy nilang i-partner ako sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dude&lt;/span&gt; na 'to, magiging desperada akong maghanap ng boyfriend basta wag lang siya. Or worse, baka tuluyan na akong maging homosexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konting background lang sa dude na 'to: maangas 'to grabe. di nararapat mabuhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi ko sa 'yo konti lang yung background niya e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talaga. Kahit na hindi totoo yung mga tukso nila sa akin, yung thought mismo kasi damaging. Traumatic. Ewww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung kanina may willing pumatol sa kin e di sana may boyfriend na ako ngayon. Haha, basta wag lang siya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Gel naman tumawag sa kaibigan niya, kasi sineryoso niya ako! na gusto ko na ng BF basta wag lang yung dude! Foreign pa yung irereto sa akin! May choices pa ako! Kung Canadian or what! 29 years old! Ang tanda! Ayoko ng foreign! Ayaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nabigla naman ako kay Gel, natakot tuloy ako dun sa mismong ideya na magkaka-BF na ako. Sobrang sudden. Fast food fiction? Fast food reality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, ang gulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-8406373811986624212?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/8406373811986624212/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=8406373811986624212' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8406373811986624212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/8406373811986624212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/sa-mga-ganitong-pagkakataon.html' title='Sa mga ganitong pagkakataon...'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-4098915009053979764</id><published>2008-09-16T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:53:03.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coheed and Cambria (2 songs)</title><content type='html'>WELCOME HOME&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You could have been all I wanted,&lt;br&gt; But you weren't honest,&lt;br&gt; Now get in the ground,&lt;br&gt; You choked off the surest of favors,&lt;br&gt; But if you really loved me,&lt;br&gt; You would have endured my reign...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Well if you're just, as I presumed,&lt;br&gt; A whore in sheep's clothing,&lt;br&gt; Fucking up all I do...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And if so here we stop,&lt;br&gt; Then never, again will you see,&lt;br&gt; This in your life...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Hang on to the glory at my right hand,&lt;br&gt; Here lay to rest is a love ever long,&lt;br&gt; With truth on the shores of confession,&lt;br&gt; You seem to take premise, to all of these souls...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; You stormed off to scar the armada,&lt;br&gt; Like Jesus played letter,&lt;br&gt; I'll drill through your hands,&lt;br&gt; The stone for the curse you have blamed me...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; With love and devotion I'll die as you sleep,&lt;br&gt; But you could just rat me out,&lt;br&gt; To never mis-warn her happy will I become,&lt;br&gt; Be true that this is no option,&lt;br&gt; So rinse it, condemn you demon raiding in love...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Hang on to the glory at my right hand,&lt;br&gt; Here lay to rest is a love ever long,&lt;br&gt; With truth on the shores of confession,&lt;br&gt; You seem to take premise to all of these songs...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; One last kiss for you,&lt;br&gt; One more wish till you,&lt;br&gt; Please make up your mind girl,&lt;br&gt; I'd do anything for you,&lt;br&gt; One last kiss for you,&lt;br&gt; One more wish till you,&lt;br&gt; Please make up your mind girl,&lt;br&gt; Before I hope you die...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;+++&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TEN SPEED (OF GODS BLOOD AND BURIAL)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can feel it in the way your blood and heart beats&lt;br&gt; (Your body's caught in a race I've already won)&lt;br&gt; Or is it in the way your body moves?&lt;br&gt; (I'd like to tell you, but I think that you already know)&lt;br&gt; The words I dragged out from your mouth speak&lt;br&gt; (So listen up well, listen up well)&lt;br&gt; In her vision, I have given company&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Believe her, you'll leave her&lt;br&gt; You're leaving more&lt;br&gt; (No, but I don't buy it)&lt;br&gt; Like anything you do, as anyone you are&lt;br&gt; (Ten Speed, if I'm lost, then I'm lost)&lt;br&gt; Believe her, you'll leave her&lt;br&gt; You're leaving more&lt;br&gt; (No, but I don't buy it)&lt;br&gt; Like anything you do, as anyone you are&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; If written only even, If written only even&lt;br&gt; If written only even, If written only even&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; If written only even tracing the choice to save you&lt;br&gt; I wouldn't answer if it even had to ask&lt;br&gt; In her figure, I've instilled a taste of my own&lt;br&gt; (So listen up well, listen up well)&lt;br&gt; To make it easier, the tapered life I know&lt;br&gt; (As the curse will return from the hell of your heart and your soul)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Believe her, you'll leave her&lt;br&gt; You're leaving more&lt;br&gt; (No, but I don't buy it)&lt;br&gt; Like anything you do, as anyone you are&lt;br&gt; (Ten Speed, if I'm lost, then I'm lost)&lt;br&gt; Believe her, you'll leave her&lt;br&gt; You're leaving more&lt;br&gt; (No, but I don't buy it)&lt;br&gt; Like anything you do, as anyone you are&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Nobody knows but you, nobody knows but you&lt;br&gt; 'Cause I don't want to ride tonight,&lt;br&gt; I don't wanna go&lt;br&gt; I don't want to ride tonight,&lt;br&gt; Oh, baby, I don't wanna go&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Believe her, you'll leave her&lt;br&gt; You're leaving more&lt;br&gt; (No, but I don't buy it)&lt;br&gt; Like anything you do, as anyone you are&lt;br&gt; (Ten Speed, if I'm lost, then I'm lost)&lt;br&gt; Believe her, you'll leave her&lt;br&gt; You're leaving more&lt;br&gt; (No, but I don't buy it)&lt;br&gt; Like anything you do, as anyone you are&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Ten Speed in God's blood and burial&lt;br&gt; Ten Speed of God's blood and burial&lt;br&gt; Ten Speed in God's blood and burial&lt;br&gt; Ten Speed of God's blood and burial&lt;br&gt; Ten Speed in God's blood and burial&lt;br&gt; Ten Speed of God's blood...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4098915009053979764?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4098915009053979764/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4098915009053979764' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4098915009053979764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4098915009053979764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/coheed-and-cambria-2-songs.html' title='Coheed and Cambria (2 songs)'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-3034693910863123675</id><published>2008-09-15T20:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T20:11:46.858+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rachel marra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valencerina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heights double issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='admu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ateneo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heights'/><title type='text'>Heights Double Issue!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SM5PusTsMiI/AAAAAAAAAE0/r96OY0zU-SY/s1600-h/heights+book+launch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SM5PusTsMiI/AAAAAAAAAE0/r96OY0zU-SY/s320/heights+book+launch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246218279519531554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-3034693910863123675?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/3034693910863123675/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=3034693910863123675' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3034693910863123675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3034693910863123675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/heights-double-issue.html' title='Heights Double Issue!!!'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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/_1ZNepSngRy0/SM5PusTsMiI/AAAAAAAAAE0/r96OY0zU-SY/s72-c/heights+book+launch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-6295042503479497288</id><published>2008-09-13T18:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T18:49:14.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell.</title><content type='html'>Ampucha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noong nakaraang linggo, nawalan kami ng internet connection kasi naapektuhan daw ng kulog at kidlat yung linya namin tapos tinamad yung technician na ayusin kahit na tawag na nang tawag sa Digitel ang mama ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, may internet na uli kami pero naiinis pa rin ako. Una kasi, para magkalinya uli kami kinailangang tanggalin yung router. So hindi na ako pwedeng mag-internet sa laptop ko. Agawan uli kami sa iisang PC, may deperensya pa kasi walang Yahoo Messenger &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dito&lt;/span&gt;. Ang gamit ko ngayon ay yung integreated chat sa YMail - na bad trip kasi yung contacts ko ay lahat ng nasa address book ko, bad trip kasi hindi pwedeng magphoto-sharing at file sharing, na bad trip kasi walang stealth settings, na bad trip kasi hindi ko mabago ang primary pic ko, na bad trip kasi di ko makita yung primary pic ng iba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos dahil nga isang linggo mahigit na hindi nakatikim ng internet connection ang laptop ko, hindi na updated ang anti-virus ko na McAffee. Nagpaalam ako kanina na i-connect ko muna sa laptop yung linya namin para mag-update ng anti-virus. E pucha nagsimula ako ng alas-tres, hanggang kaninang ala-sais nagda-download pa rin? Hindi lang yun, nagloko ang YM ko, hindi ako makapasok sa Yahoo Mail, pati sa Multiply hindi rin, sa Friendster wala, pati mga blogspot sites, pati Bittorrent hindi gumagana. Ang bagal talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya sumuko na ako, wala nang pag-asa kasi. Nasayang oras ko. Sayang na sayang talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit kasi hindi na pwede yung router? Huhu...Pahirap naman 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuwing haharap ako dito sa computer, laging may sisita. May reputasyon pa man din ako sa kanila na adik sa internet (hindi naman ako adik, sobrang dependent lang siguro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuwing marami akong dapat gawin, bakit yun yung panahon na ginaganahan akong magsulat? Para bang pinapapili ako, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tumula ka o magpaka-estudyante?&lt;/span&gt; Parang tinatanong ako:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; gusto mo bang pumasa sa orals sa Aesthetics o magsulat ng kuwento? &lt;/span&gt;So far, lagi kong pinipili yung magpaka-estudyante. Paano kaya kung wala akong pipiliin? Kung wala akong pipiliin, magiging lumpen ako. Ayoko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko siyang kausapin pero nahihiya ako kasi hindi naman kami close. Tungkol saan? Actually wala naman talaga kaming dapat pag-usapan. Kuwentuhan sana, pero hindi nga kami close. Gusto ko lang siyang makilala. Yun. Yun lang. Ang problema ay kung gusto rin niya akong makilala. Kaya lang hindi kasi ako yung tipong unang lumalapit. Kahit ba contemporary na akong maituturing, may traditional values pa rin naman ako (care of my parents). Hindi pa rin maganda para sa akin na babae ang unang kumikilos. Nahihiya ako sa kanya. Pucha. Tsaka baka may gf na siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heto na naman ako.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-6295042503479497288?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/6295042503479497288/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=6295042503479497288' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6295042503479497288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6295042503479497288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-hell.html' title='What the hell.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-7680376743609128489</id><published>2008-09-12T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:50:12.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biyernes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SMpVbLoGLpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AHVJ6pASPps/s1600-h/calvin_and_hobbes_hugging_comics_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1ZNepSngRy0/SMpVbLoGLpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AHVJ6pASPps/s400/calvin_and_hobbes_hugging_comics_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245098641492160146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A, inggit naman ako. I need a hug. No, I need your hugs. I need you. I miss you. I want you. But you're not here. You're never here, and you never will be. You don't give a damn about me. You never did, and you never will. But the thing is, I learned from Theology to hope against hope. I also learned about kenosis, eros, and epithymia. In Fil14, I knew of amar. From you, I learned of sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Stream of consciousness, 'wag mo akong bibiguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biyernes na naman, parang kahapon lang nung nagmerienda ako sa Mcdo kasama ang ilang mga ka-Bagwisan. Ang totoo, nung isang linggo pa yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko masasabing maraming nangyari. Hindi, marami nga ang nangyari, pero hindi iyon matutumbasan ng kung gaano karami ang mangyayari pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nariyan ang creative nonfiction ko na kailangan na sa Martes. Orals ng grupo ko sa Aesthetics sa Lunes. Sa Biyernes ang long test sa Aesthetics. Reflection paper sa History. Orals sa SocioAnthro sa Martes. Guidance Interview ko sa Huwebes, kasabay ng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kabalbalan Creative Talk ng Heights&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heights book launching sa Biyernes&lt;/span&gt;. Kailangang magsanay na kasama ng partner ko na si Jamie para sa orals sa Theology. Siguro ipapagawa na rin yung papel para sa nobelang Ang Sandali ng mga Mata ni Alvin Yapan. Kailangang ayusin ko na rin ang mga sinulat ko para sa portfolio ko sa Creative Writing. Kailangan na rin palang simulan yung paper namin sa SocioAnthro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inaayos ko na yung service hours ko. Iniwan ko muna sa Comelec yung card ko para sa Lunes may pirma na nila. May isang oras pa ako sa Guidamce Interview ko. Sa susunod na semestre uli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana naman maganda mga grades ko. Wala akong dapat ipangamba sa&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SocioAnthro&lt;/span&gt; (kaya 'to, sa tingin ko. ito yung subject na iniintindi, hindi kinakabisa), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TaiChi&lt;/span&gt; (gusto ko na lang na ma-exempt sa finals para hindi hassle), at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fil14 &lt;/span&gt;(dahil sa Sagala, may upgrade na kami sa final grade namin plus may mga bonus pa ako kasi sumali ako sa dalawang timpalak ng Kagawaran para sa taong ito).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natatakot naman ako sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Theology&lt;/span&gt; (natural, ang pangit ng mga grades ko sa quiz tapos hindi ko pa sigurado kung maganda ang grade namin sa final installment ng group paper namin), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt; (kahit na enjoy ang lectures dito, average lang ang mga test scores ko.), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aesthetics&lt;/span&gt; (late kasing nagpasa ng portfolio ang grupo namin at sa pagkakatanda ko automatic C na yun. bukod pa dun, talagang mahirap pag-aralan ang Aesthetics.), at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creative Writing&lt;/span&gt; (average naman siguro ang grade ko kung yung mga gawa ko ang pag-uusapan, pero panira kasi ang mga quiz ko).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May photo essay pa pala kaming dapat gawin para sa NSTP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inaantok na ako, pero 7:28 pa lang ng gabi. Paano naman kasi, inabot ako ng 1 ng umaga sa pagtapos sa theo paper namin. Actually, kaming tatlo nina Ybonne at Jong. Tapos akala ko di na ako dadalawin ng antok kaya tumambay ako sa kuwarto hanggang 2 ng umaga. Tapos natulog ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakuha ko na yung PE shirt ko, na nakakatakot suotin kasi sumisigaw ng "ATENEO!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako nagugutom pero gusto kong kumain ng matamis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, naiinggit naman ako sa mga nakapasa sa Heights Annual Workshop. Kahit siguro nakapagpasa ako di pa rin ako matatanggap. Hay, sana makaranas naman ako nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May libreng screenwriting workshop bukas sa SM convention center, sa MOA. Sayang, kung hindi lang sana malayo, pupunta ako. Sakto pa kasi Drama na ang inaaral namin sa Creative Writing. Tsaka para na rin pampalubag-loob: na kung yung iba nasa Heights Annual Workshop, ako nandun. Haha, wish ko lang. Tapos biglang natupad, ano? Bangag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pupunta sina Mike at Walther doon bukas para sa book fair. Wala rin naman akong pera para ma-enjoy yung book fair kung sakali mang sasama ako. Ang hirap ng buhay, e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dito lang ako sa bahay. Mag-aaral. Sana makapagsulat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underwear fashion show: bakit? hindi ko ma-gets!!! wala akong ma-gets!!! aahhhh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-7680376743609128489?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/7680376743609128489/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=7680376743609128489' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7680376743609128489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7680376743609128489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/biyernes.html' title='Biyernes.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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/_1ZNepSngRy0/SMpVbLoGLpI/AAAAAAAAAEs/AHVJ6pASPps/s72-c/calvin_and_hobbes_hugging_comics_freecomputerdesktopwallpaper_p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2768302093313243041.post-5193249583451438243</id><published>2008-09-12T18:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T19:06:16.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nietzsche.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche wrote that one of the characteristics of the genius was to become "superfluous."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even know what "superfluous"means!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto kong maging genius. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-5193249583451438243?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/5193249583451438243/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=5193249583451438243' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5193249583451438243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5193249583451438243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/nietzsche.html' title='Nietzsche.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-4952886695371242330</id><published>2008-09-12T01:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T01:09:58.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You, God!</title><content type='html'>We're finally finished with our Theo paper. And damn, please please please, give us a very good grade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so good, because we got through our paper. And because i got to talk to my high school bestfriend, although it's just through YM. Hay, the past can be so sweet, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers kind of feel numb because of constant typing. I've been typing since 8pm. And it's already 1am now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4952886695371242330?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4952886695371242330/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4952886695371242330' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4952886695371242330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4952886695371242330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you-god.html' title='Thank You, God!'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-4676697476658199749</id><published>2008-09-11T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T19:08:13.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALS</title><content type='html'>dread. dread. dread.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SA21 F  Wed  Oct 8  730-930 bel308&lt;br&gt;Hi18 B  Wed  Oct 8  930-1130  bel308&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TH121 N Thu  Oct 9  930-1130  sec lec 1&lt;br&gt;Fil14 G  Thu  Oct 9  130-330  K302&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pamatay 'tong mga 'to.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-4676697476658199749?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/4676697476658199749/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=4676697476658199749' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4676697476658199749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/4676697476658199749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/finals.html' title='FINALS'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-3065502831525997425</id><published>2008-09-10T15:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:18:17.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>status: feels like ranting.</title><content type='html'>Miyerkules na, at 'eto ako na nadidiskaril sa panahon dahil nawawala ang master ko: ang relos ko. Alam ko nasa bahay lang yun e, baka may gumalaw o something. Naaalala ko pa nga kung saan ko nilapag yun, at kung ano ang ginagawa ko habang nilalapag yung relos (multi-tasking!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maglilimang araw nang walang internet connection sa bahay. And it's a pain in the ass. OK sana kung bakasyon o kung sa panahong light lang ang schoolworks and shitloads, pero hindi e. Kasalukuyan naming ginagawa ang part 3 ng Theology paper namin, at talagang ang hassle kasi hindi ako makapag-online sa bahay para umalalay sa kanila. Tatawag pa sila sa bahay, kung talagang kailangan. Kung magte-text naman sila wala akong pang-reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang ngayon wala pa rin akong cp load. Paano naman kasi hindi maagang nagbubukas yung nagpapa-load sa J. Cruz. Dito naman sa school walang Eload sa caf, ewan ko kung bakit. Hindi ko tuloy ma-text sina EJ at Mike kung paano ako makakatulong sa pag-distribute/pag-post ng posters para sa call for contributions ng Kwentong Pambata ng Heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukod sa Theo paper, may group study sessions pa ako para sa Aesthetics. Kailangan kong gawan ng outline yung dalawang chapters sa librong Exploring Art, at ipa-photocopy yun para sa mga kasama ko sa group study.  Supposedly, dapat buong linggo itong group study namin, kaya lang dahil na rin sa kakulangan sa komunikasyon, panahon, at...kusa, ayun. Kumpara sa mga ibang grupo, may kuwenta pa naman yung sa amin, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukas na kailangan yung mga outlines, sana magawa ko na yung mga yun. Marami pa namang kailangan bukas. Kailangan kong mag-review sa SA, long test bukas. Sana madali lang. At sana hindi ako late, kasi tuwing magbibigay siya ng quiz (so far, nakadalawang quiz na kami), late ako. Kailangan ding mag-review sa CW. Kahit na nabasa ko na yung readings para sa Drama, hindi ibig sabihin nun papasa na ako sa quiz. May homework pa sa Fil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masyado na siguro akong nadadala sa TaiChi. Hindi lang siguro ako malay na nagiging mantra na sa utak ko yung mga sinasabi ni Sir tuwing nagfo-form kami: relax, relax, bend your knees, push forward, use your hips, relax, use you waist, elbows align with the knee, relax, tiptoe tiptoe, relax, feet flat on the ground, smile, relax, make big circles, relax, take your time, relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana mapili akong mag-demo para sa culminating activity kahit na sa 24 step lang. Ayoko nang mag-finals e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax, relax, relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-3065502831525997425?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/3065502831525997425/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=3065502831525997425' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3065502831525997425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/3065502831525997425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/status-feels-like-ranting.html' title='status: feels like ranting.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-5575049205763971834</id><published>2008-09-10T05:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:00:29.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is better than Rahner, Haight, or Sobrino.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;Several centuries ago, the Pope decreed that all the Jews had to convert to Catholicism or leave Italy. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There was a huge outcry from the Jewish community, so the Pope offered a deal. He'd have a religious debate with the leader of the Jewish community. If the Jews&lt;br&gt;won, they could stay in Italy; if the Pope won, they'd have to convert or leave.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Jewish people met and picked an aged and wise rabbi to represent them in the debate.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;However, as the rabbi spoke no Italian and the Pope spoke no Yiddish, they agreed that it would be a 'silent' debate.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On the chosen day the Pope and rabbi sat opposite each other.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Pope raised his hand and showed th ree fingers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The rabbi looked back and raised one finger.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Next, the Pope waved his finger around his head.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The rabbi pointed to the ground where he sat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Pope brought out a communion wafer and a chalice of wine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The rabbi pulled out an apple.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With that, the Pope stood up and declared himself beaten and said that the rabbi was too clever. The Jews could stay in Italy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Later the cardinals met with the Pope and asked him what had happened&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Pope said, 'First I held up three fingers to represent the Trinity. He responded by holding up a single finger to remind me there is still only one God common to both our beliefs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'Then, I waved my finger around my head to show him that God was all around us. He responded by pointing to the ground to show that God was also&lt;br&gt;right here with us.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'I pulled out the wine and wafer to show that G od absolves us of all our sins. He pulled out an apple to remind me of the original sin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'He bested me at every move and I could not continue.”&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Meanwhile, the Jewish community gathered to ask the rabbi how he had won.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'I haven't a clue' the rabbi said. 'First, he told me that we had three days to get out of Italy, so I gave him the finger.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'Then he tells me that the whole country would be cleared of Jews and I told him that we were staying right here.'&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'And then what?' asked a woman.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;'Who knows?' said the rabbi. 'He took out his lunch so I took out mine.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt;FONT-FAMILY: Arial;"&gt;Haha, break muna from Theo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-5575049205763971834?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/5575049205763971834/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=5575049205763971834' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5575049205763971834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/5575049205763971834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-better-than-rahner-haight-or.html' title='This is better than Rahner, Haight, or Sobrino.'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-7447617632692321889</id><published>2008-09-08T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T14:03:03.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Rumble</title><content type='html'>Malamya ang buhay kapag walang internet. Kaya 'eto, nasasabihan ng isang group member na laid-back. Hindi updated sa mga events. Tambak ang email. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At bakit naka-2nd place ang UST sa cheerdance competition? Paki-justify nga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-7447617632692321889?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/7447617632692321889/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=7447617632692321889' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7447617632692321889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/7447617632692321889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/school-rumble.html' title='School Rumble'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-6368026770481061498</id><published>2008-09-08T09:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:57:43.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kuwentong pambata'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='admu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heights online contribution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='call for contributions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ateneo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creative writing'/><title type='text'>Heights: Kuwentong Pambata issue, Call for Contributions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chelarace.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SMS@iQoKCDwAADgezQo1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.chelarace.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SMS@iQoKCDwAADgezQo1/cfc-kuwentongpambata-1.jpg?et=AK3OC2kGqAhdVY4GivQCDA&amp;amp;nmid=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:bookman old style,new york,times,serif;"&gt;The children story that would be chosen will be turned into a picture book by Heights and will be distributed to some Ateneo socially-oriented organizations such as Kythe, ACIL, AtSCA, ACLC, MUSMOS, Tugon &amp;amp; Gabay, to be used in their respective areas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All stories submitted will be considered as contributions to Heights! (Stories which are not selected to be turned into a picture book might be published still in the Heights folio if it passes through deliberations!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung may tanong at paglilinaw, mag-comment lang! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-6368026770481061498?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/6368026770481061498/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=6368026770481061498' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6368026770481061498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/6368026770481061498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/heights-kuwentong-pambata-issue-call.html' title='Heights: Kuwentong Pambata issue, Call for Contributions!'/><author><name>rachel marra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11724438433424207055</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-2768302093313243041.post-181550915063435789</id><published>2008-09-08T09:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:58:41.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='admu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heights online contribution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online contributions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ateneo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heights'/><title type='text'>Get published! Heights wants YOUR short stories, poems, essays, artworks, ang photographs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="ygrp-mlmsg"&gt;&lt;div id="ygrp-msg"&gt;&lt;div id="ygrp-text"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman,new york,times,serif"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman,new york,times,serif"&gt;&lt;div id="ygrp-text"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p258/elielie_2006/cfc2ndregedited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(45,45,45); BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(174,169,69)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(45,45,45); BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(174,169,69)"&gt;HEIGHTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#aea945;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(248,221,221)"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(67,67,67)"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(91,91,91)"&gt;Call For Contributions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;WANTED:&lt;/span&gt; Short Stories, Poems, Artworks, Photographs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Art Gallery Theme:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(174,169,69)"&gt;GRIM TALES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Deadline of Submissions:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;September 30, 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;Submit your works at the &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Heights Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;located at the Publications Office &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;MVP 201-202&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;Contributions may also be sent through email:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://us.mc345.mail.yahoo.com/mc/compose?to=heights.english@gmail.com" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;heights.english @ gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.mc345.mail.yahoo.com/mc/compose?to=heights.filipino@gmail.com" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://us.mc345.mail.yahoo.com/mc/compose?to=heights.filipino@gmail.com" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;heights.filipino @ gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.mc345.mail.yahoo.com/mc/compose?to=art.heights@gmail.com" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://us.mc345.mail.yahoo.com/mc/compose?to=art.heights@gmail.com" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;art.heights @ gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold" align="left"&gt;Download a contribution form here:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51);font-size:13;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heights-ateneo.org/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;http://www.heights- ateneo.org/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heights-ateneo.org/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;Para sa mga magpapadala gamit ang email, isama na ang inyong pangalan at contact details. Salamat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-FAMILY: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heights-ateneo.org/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 1px; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2768302093313243041-181550915063435789?l=rachelmarra.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/feeds/181550915063435789/comments/default' title='Magpaskil ng mga Puna'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2768302093313243041&amp;postID=181550915063435789' title='0 Mga Puna'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/181550915063435789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2768302093313243041/posts/default/181550915063435789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rachelmarra.blogspot.com/2008/09/get-published-heights-wants-your-short.html' title='Get published! 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