<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:51:31.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdrive</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-3711071254866203095</id><published>2007-08-14T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T08:26:14.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE!</title><content type='html'>Been a while since my last pure text post. My sister introduced me to this, hope whoever reads this enjoys it as much as I did. ^^ The original post was posted by Nessa Nantin, a friend of me and my sisters^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="MsgBodyText"&gt;PART 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We' ve been friends for a long time ago. We come from the same alma mother. Actually, our paths crossed one time on another. But it's only now that I gave him a second look. I realized that beauty is in the eyes. The pulpbits of my heart went fast, really fast. Cute pala siya. And then, he came over with me. He said, "I hope you don't mine. Can I get your number?" Nag-worry ako. What if he doesn't give it back? He explained naman na it's so we could keep intact daw. Sabi ko, connect me if i'm wrong but are you asking me ouch? Nabigla siya. Sagot niya, The! Aba ! Parang siya pa ang galit! Persona ingrata!!! Ang kapal niya! I cried buckles of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na-guilty yata siya. Sabi niya, isipin mo na lang na this is a blessing in the sky. Irregardless daw of his feelings, we'll go ouch na rin. Now, we're so in love. Mute and epidemic na ang past. Thanks God we swallowed our fried. Kasi, I'm 33 na and I'm running our time. After 2 weeks, he plopped the question. "Will you marriage me?" I'm in a state of shocked. Kasi mantakin mo, when it rains, it's four! This is true good to be true. So siyempre, I said yes. Love is a many splendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero nung inaayos ko na ang aming kasal, everything swell to pieces. Nag-di-dinner kami noon nang biglang sa harap ng aming table, may babaeng humirit ng, "Well, well, well. Look do we have here." What the fuss! The nerd ng babaeng yon! She said they were still on. So I told her, whatever is that, cut me some slacks! I didn't want this to get our hand kaya I had to sip it in the bud. She accused me of steeling her boyfriend. Ats if! I don't want to portrait the role of the other woman. Gosh, tell me to the marines! I told her, "please, mine you own business!" Who would believe her anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil it's not my problem anymore but her problem anymore, tumigil na rin siya ng panggugulo. Everything is coming up daisies. I'm so happy. Even my boyfriend said liketwice. He's so supportive. Sabi niya, "Look at is this way. She's our of our lives."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya advise ko sa inyo - take the risk. You can never can tell. Just burn the bridge when you get there. Life is shorts. If you make a mistake, we'll just pray for the internal and external repose of your soul. I second emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="MsgBodyText"&gt;Part II: the others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Marjie,&lt;br /&gt;I am not surprise or wander why Dennis leave you. Why?&lt;br /&gt;What reason you can think about but you're very fat&lt;br /&gt;body. I thought before that Dennis only use me to his&lt;br /&gt;toy but sooner and later I'm realize that he really&lt;br /&gt;can't not beared or stomached to be with you anymore&lt;br /&gt;because at first, Dennis say he could not stand you're&lt;br /&gt;habit of making pakialam all his walks [lakad] and&lt;br /&gt;always calling to their house what he go home or this&lt;br /&gt;or that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he say he get ashame to met iether in school&lt;br /&gt;or in his family and then asking you to exercise&lt;br /&gt;you're very very, very fat body. But you hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughth your the most preetiest girls he knows about.&lt;br /&gt;What do you think you are "Beautiful Girl" of Jose&lt;br /&gt;Marie Chan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even you are beautiful face (to your think) you do not&lt;br /&gt;have the right to called me whatsoever or else&lt;br /&gt;different name one time or the other for the real&lt;br /&gt;purposed to insults my personality because I'm never&lt;br /&gt;call you names iether in the front of Dennis or in the&lt;br /&gt;backs of Dennis, but if you start already to calling&lt;br /&gt;me different name, I don't have any other choice&lt;br /&gt;but to call you other different name to. Like you are&lt;br /&gt;a PIG, FAT, OBESSED, OVERWIGHT, AND UGLY SHAPE girl.&lt;br /&gt;Shame to you're body that is to a BUDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't not blame Dennis for exchanging you to me&lt;br /&gt;because I am the more sexier than you when you look to&lt;br /&gt;us in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm repeat again that you are like Ike Lozada when she&lt;br /&gt;is a girl.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;The Sexiest Girl of D.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. You say that I'm the bad breathe but who is&lt;br /&gt;Dennis want to kissed. Me or you? You or me? And the&lt;br /&gt;final is me. There you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-3711071254866203095?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/3711071254866203095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=3711071254866203095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/3711071254866203095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/3711071254866203095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='THE!'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-9075746520708427463</id><published>2007-08-02T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T23:43:05.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream captive ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/RrH7S0jyNUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XH-6cLemay4/s1600-h/dreamcaptive1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/RrH7S0jyNUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XH-6cLemay4/s400/dreamcaptive1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094128954297693506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I opened my Photoshop program, I sat staring at the computer wondering what I'll do next... This was the result.^^ Thought I made Shoti a banner or something.^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-9075746520708427463?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/9075746520708427463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=9075746520708427463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/9075746520708427463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/9075746520708427463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/08/dream-captive.html' title='Dream captive ^^'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/RrH7S0jyNUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XH-6cLemay4/s72-c/dreamcaptive1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-2161677436043776657</id><published>2007-07-27T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T22:05:38.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even more wallpapers ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rqn69EjyNRI/AAAAAAAAACk/LFsHqhMqPXU/s1600-h/Zero1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rqn69EjyNRI/AAAAAAAAACk/LFsHqhMqPXU/s200/Zero1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091876780821853458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rqn69EjyNSI/AAAAAAAAACs/vWfLJNALp8U/s1600-h/Itachi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rqn69EjyNSI/AAAAAAAAACs/vWfLJNALp8U/s200/Itachi1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091876780821853474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rqn6vEjyNQI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q6mvlQ-BTww/s1600-h/Teppei+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rqn6vEjyNQI/AAAAAAAAACc/Q6mvlQ-BTww/s200/Teppei+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091876540303684866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been addicted to photoshop recently (Obvious, ain't it?^^). The Megaman zero wallpaper I made was for mobile phones so it's kinda small. I made the Itachi sig out of complete boredom, turned out pretty nice, well, for me that is ^^. Hmm... wonder what i'll do next with photoshop...^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-2161677436043776657?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/2161677436043776657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=2161677436043776657' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/2161677436043776657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/2161677436043776657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/07/even-more-wallpapers.html' title='Even more wallpapers ^^'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rqn69EjyNRI/AAAAAAAAACk/LFsHqhMqPXU/s72-c/Zero1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-4359167910142204659</id><published>2007-07-26T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:43:58.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Wallpapers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/RqizDEjyNOI/AAAAAAAAACM/kH0-eqfAlNY/s1600-h/Jeane+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/RqizDEjyNOI/AAAAAAAAACM/kH0-eqfAlNY/s200/Jeane+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091516244087157986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/RqizDUjyNPI/AAAAAAAAACU/AYUt3mhMeN0/s1600-h/Sora+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/RqizDUjyNPI/AAAAAAAAACU/AYUt3mhMeN0/s200/Sora+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091516248382125298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/RockmanShadow1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/RockmanShadow1024x768.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm getting the hand of making wallpapers. Still thinking of my next project, hehehe. (Mudsi is so going to kill me for the wallpaper of Jeane^_^;). Hmmm... made a few sigs and avatars too, mostly of Kingom hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-4359167910142204659?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/4359167910142204659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=4359167910142204659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/4359167910142204659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/4359167910142204659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-wallpapers.html' title='More Wallpapers'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/RqizDEjyNOI/AAAAAAAAACM/kH0-eqfAlNY/s72-c/Jeane+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-6056581470965493428</id><published>2007-07-23T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T21:47:05.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wallpapers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/RqSwVEjyNMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KaxHJIpYx28/s1600-h/RockSearch+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/RqSwVEjyNMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KaxHJIpYx28/s200/RockSearch+1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090387354883077314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First wallpaper I ever made, i'm not quite satisfied by it though... Maybe I should stick to sigs and avatars...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-6056581470965493428?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/6056581470965493428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=6056581470965493428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/6056581470965493428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/6056581470965493428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/07/wallpapers.html' title='Wallpapers'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/RqSwVEjyNMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/KaxHJIpYx28/s72-c/RockSearch+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-5380120125583746662</id><published>2007-07-19T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T11:30:56.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teppei sig</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rp7Z8KvvfSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jePcaG8Hwag/s1600-h/Teppeisig1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rp7Z8KvvfSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jePcaG8Hwag/s400/Teppeisig1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088744256675216674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st sig I made of Teppei. 3rd sig i've ever made so far.Ü I also made an animated one &lt;a href="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/Teppeisig1.gif"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-5380120125583746662?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/5380120125583746662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=5380120125583746662' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/5380120125583746662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/5380120125583746662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/07/teppei-sig.html' title='Teppei sig'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rp7Z8KvvfSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jePcaG8Hwag/s72-c/Teppeisig1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-7677513335708980349</id><published>2007-07-18T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T16:54:31.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Siggies!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/Ragnasig1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/Ragnasig1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 2nd sig i've made so far. I made for my ragna accounts.Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-7677513335708980349?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/7677513335708980349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=7677513335708980349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/7677513335708980349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/7677513335708980349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/07/siggies.html' title='Siggies!!!'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-1733315021386788127</id><published>2007-07-18T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T09:44:18.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/Zerosigcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/Zerosigcopy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the joys of creating sigs. hehehe. This is my first sig, so please spare my photoshop skills at the moment.Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-1733315021386788127?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/1733315021386788127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=1733315021386788127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/1733315021386788127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/1733315021386788127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/07/sigs.html' title='Sigs'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-8273782496030978927</id><published>2007-07-16T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T20:22:45.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash and animation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been practicing the Flash animations lately and this is a sample of one of them.  The one I've made for this post can be found &lt;a href="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/Myname.gif"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; since blogger won't animate it &gt;.&lt;. This is really basic, but I can do much more. I was just feeling lazy. Anyway, If you want your pics to be animated, just contact me here via comments or through my shoutbox.Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-8273782496030978927?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/8273782496030978927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=8273782496030978927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/8273782496030978927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/8273782496030978927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/07/flash-and-animation.html' title='Flash and animation'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-8518511682997555702</id><published>2007-07-03T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T15:37:12.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say the Word (Kim Possible)</title><content type='html'>All you have to do is, say the word&lt;br /&gt;I’m there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m on it, I’ve got it&lt;br /&gt;I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;What you need, Got your back&lt;br /&gt;Just say the word, I’m there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find your world is cavin’ in&lt;br /&gt;You can bet your gonna need a friend&lt;br /&gt;Someone to take those fears away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say the word&lt;br /&gt;Make a call and I’ll be there&lt;br /&gt;Anytime, anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard&lt;br /&gt;That I’m all about savin’ your world&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is say the word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In trouble, in it deep&lt;br /&gt;This is a promise that I can keep&lt;br /&gt;Make it right, count on me&lt;br /&gt;To be the best friend I can be&lt;br /&gt;When your life is bending&lt;br /&gt;Upside down&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be the one to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say the word&lt;br /&gt;Make a call and I’ll be there&lt;br /&gt;Anytime, anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard&lt;br /&gt;That I’m all about savin’ your world&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is say the word&lt;br /&gt;(Say the word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you find your world is cavin’ in&lt;br /&gt;You can bet your gonna need a friend&lt;br /&gt;You will fly&lt;br /&gt;Or I will take your fears away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say the word&lt;br /&gt;Make a call and I’ll be there&lt;br /&gt;Anytime, anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard&lt;br /&gt;That I’m all about savin’ your world&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is say the word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dial the number, call my name&lt;br /&gt;Day or night, it’s all I need&lt;br /&gt;Say the word&lt;br /&gt;‘Cuz I’m all about savin’ your world&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is say the word&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-8518511682997555702?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/8518511682997555702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=8518511682997555702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/8518511682997555702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/8518511682997555702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/07/say-word-kim-possible.html' title='Say the Word (Kim Possible)'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-5883342609634395825</id><published>2007-07-03T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T14:57:23.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformers</title><content type='html'>This movie freakin' rox!!!!! Everything from the graphics to the sound to the storyline is crisp. Even though some fans of the original cartoon series didn't get to hear that cartoony transforming sound, but it was well worth removing it and going all high-tech on, well, everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They even retained the character's personalities. Bumblebee still has that fun, yet kinda immature attitude, but who's complaining. Megatron, however, would not be showing up as a gun that Starscream would usually use to shoot around. Megatron would transform into a jet plane-like-thing. Oh, and another thing, you won't get to see Optimus Prime shoot anything. But he will kick some major decepticon butt. I'm not just about to give away spoilers. There are some comedic scenes in the movie, many of them has Bumblebee in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to relive those really cool Autobot mechs and their transformed forms, you can go to this link &lt;a href="http://www.autobotsrollout.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-5883342609634395825?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/5883342609634395825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=5883342609634395825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/5883342609634395825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/5883342609634395825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/07/transformers.html' title='Transformers'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-7250432119317759573</id><published>2007-07-03T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T14:47:39.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys point of view</title><content type='html'>This was originally posted in friendster by a friend of mine, thought it was worth sharing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might agree with it, but&lt;br /&gt;when it&lt;br /&gt;actually happens 96% of girls dont&lt;br /&gt;realize it 'til it is too late and that&lt;br /&gt;guy who did it is so frustrated that he&lt;br /&gt;has moved on to someone who will take&lt;br /&gt;notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a guys point of view:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't care if you talk to other&lt;br /&gt;guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't care if you're friends with&lt;br /&gt;other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you're sitting next to us, and&lt;br /&gt;some random guy walks into the room and&lt;br /&gt;you jump up and tackle him, without&lt;br /&gt;even&lt;br /&gt;introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help if you sit there and&lt;br /&gt;talk to him for ten minutes without&lt;br /&gt;even&lt;br /&gt;acknowledging the fact that we're still&lt;br /&gt;there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't care if a guy calls you, but&lt;br /&gt;at&lt;br /&gt;2 in the morning we do get a little&lt;br /&gt;concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is that important at 2 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;it can't wait&lt;br /&gt;till the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, when we tell you you're pretty/&lt;br /&gt;beautiful/ gorgeous/&lt;br /&gt;cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell us we're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll stop trying to convince you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the sexiest thing about a girl&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;confidence.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you can quote me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be mad when we hold the door&lt;br /&gt;open.&lt;br /&gt;Take Advantage of the mood im in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us pay for you! dont "feel bad"&lt;br /&gt;about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We enjoy doing it. It's expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile and say "thank you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss us when no one's watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you kiss us when you know somebody's&lt;br /&gt;looking, we'll be more impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to get dressed up for&lt;br /&gt;us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we're going out with you in the&lt;br /&gt;first&lt;br /&gt;place, you don't have to feel the need&lt;br /&gt;to wear the shortest skirt you have or&lt;br /&gt;put on every kind of makeup you own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like you for who you are and not&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i think a girl looks more&lt;br /&gt;beautiful when she's just in her pj's.&lt;br /&gt;or my tshirt and boxers, not all&lt;br /&gt;dolled up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take everything we say seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the&lt;br /&gt;beauty in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get angry easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop using magazines/media as your&lt;br /&gt;bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk about how hott Morris&lt;br /&gt;Chesnutt, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney&lt;br /&gt;is in front of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's boring, and we don't care. You&lt;br /&gt;have&lt;br /&gt;girlfriends for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the word&lt;br /&gt;"handsome"/"beautiful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, I cannot stress this enough:if&lt;br /&gt;you aren't being treated right by a&lt;br /&gt;guy,&lt;br /&gt;dont't wait for him to change.ditch his&lt;br /&gt;sorry,disgrace to the male population&lt;br /&gt;ass and find someone who will treat you&lt;br /&gt;with utter respect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will honor your morals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will make you smile when&lt;br /&gt;you're at your&lt;br /&gt;lowest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will care for you even when&lt;br /&gt;you make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will love you, no matter&lt;br /&gt;how&lt;br /&gt;bad you make them feel, or what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who will stop what theyre doing&lt;br /&gt;just to look you in the eyes....and say&lt;br /&gt;"i love you" ..and actually mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give the nice guys a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys repost this if you agree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls repost this if you think it's&lt;br /&gt;cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Guy who isn't a jerk will agree&lt;br /&gt;with this, so we hope that all the&lt;br /&gt;girls&lt;br /&gt;that read this will repost this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips for the less experienced:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Holdin Hands&lt;br /&gt;Girls :If you want to hold his hand,&lt;br /&gt;gently bump into it a couple of&lt;br /&gt;times.&lt;br /&gt;Guys : Grab it if it happens more than&lt;br /&gt;once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cuddling&lt;br /&gt;Girls : When you want to cuddle with&lt;br /&gt;him, tell him you're cold&lt;br /&gt;Guys : Automatically move closer to&lt;br /&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Movies&lt;br /&gt;Girls : During a movie, if he puts his&lt;br /&gt;arm around you, tilt your head on his&lt;br /&gt;shoulder&lt;br /&gt;Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Loving each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys : When she tells you she loves&lt;br /&gt;you,&lt;br /&gt;look deep into her eyes, give her a&lt;br /&gt;peck&lt;br /&gt;on the lips, and tell her you love her&lt;br /&gt;too... And mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Laying below the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls : When you're both laying under&lt;br /&gt;the stars, put your head on his chest&lt;br /&gt;and close your eyes as you listen to&lt;br /&gt;his&lt;br /&gt;steady heart beat&lt;br /&gt;Guys : Whisper in her ear and link your&lt;br /&gt;hands with hers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-7250432119317759573?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/7250432119317759573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=7250432119317759573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/7250432119317759573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/7250432119317759573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/07/guys-point-of-view.html' title='Guys point of view'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-7515473794832478069</id><published>2007-06-21T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T09:39:35.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Sunday, my sister had quite an unusual argument while texting with another person, with whom we, or any of anyone we know knew. The guy who was texting her was so hard-a$$ed that we had a sort of fun time pissing him off. The conversation goes like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*guy calls*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The guy&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello, my name is (forgot the name), pwede makipag-friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister&lt;/strong&gt;: Sorry, hindi ako nakikipag-usap sa mga hindi ko kilala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*call ends*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*guy continues to try to call, but my sister rejects it every time*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*guy texts from here*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The guy&lt;/strong&gt;: Bakit ayaw mo makipag-friends? Bakit mo binababa phone mo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister&lt;/strong&gt;: I'm sorry, hindi nga ako nakikipag-usap sa mga hindi ko kilala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The guy&lt;/strong&gt;: You're so yabang ha (Take note, this is a guy talking like this, LOLZ)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister&lt;/strong&gt;: What part of "don't want to talk" don't you understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The guy&lt;/strong&gt;: Maybe you don't want to make friends with me because you so yabang you don't have friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister&lt;/strong&gt;: That is so pathetic. Maybe you're the one who doesn't have any friends since you searching for one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The guy&lt;/strong&gt;: You so yabang I doubt you have friends because you so bobo attitude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister&lt;/strong&gt;: FYI! I graduated cum laude in Industrial Engineering!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The guy&lt;/strong&gt;: (This one is the best, this is his real statement) I graduated suma cum laude in Phelosophe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My sister&lt;/strong&gt;: Good for you, though that is the first time I've read someone to spell Philosophy in your text. Maybe next time you can spell it correctly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The guy&lt;/strong&gt;: (Maybe the guy lost it here cause we didn't really understand what he said) You know girl in lyf have friends when not so yabang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We ended there because we didn't want it to get worse but it was fun picking on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-7515473794832478069?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/7515473794832478069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=7515473794832478069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/7515473794832478069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/7515473794832478069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-people.html' title='Some people'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-1847159893757421550</id><published>2007-06-12T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T00:20:26.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A few hours left before yet another start of a year at Ateneo de Davao University. How I wish the carefree days would return, where you would sleep from 12am-10am. Now I have to wake up 6am almost everyday, no thanks to my schedule. I would only get to wake up late on Tuesdays since my class doesn't start 'till 1pm. Now, summer is yet another distant being that I await to come. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-1847159893757421550?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/1847159893757421550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=1847159893757421550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/1847159893757421550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/1847159893757421550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/06/school-blues.html' title='School blues'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-704043227423358147</id><published>2007-06-01T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T22:52:08.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Has this ever happened to you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was at school to organize earlier but just before I went home, I noticed I had this hole in my shirt at my right armpit. No it's not the hole where I slide my hand so that I can get in the shirt, but A hole. Man, that was embarrassing, hope nobody noticed it. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-704043227423358147?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/704043227423358147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=704043227423358147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/704043227423358147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/704043227423358147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/06/has-this-ever-happened-to-you.html' title='Has this ever happened to you?'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-4055097647594053536</id><published>2007-05-31T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T12:41:44.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockman.exe Beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/4/47/Beast_Logo.gif/200px-Beast_Logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/4/47/Beast_Logo.gif/200px-Beast_Logo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.com.com/tv/images/processed/thumb/63/95/82503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://image.com.com/tv/images/processed/thumb/63/95/82503.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Rockman EXE Beast is the 4th generation of the Rockman series. Follow the action as a new Navi Trill, is discovered. Rockman and Netto Hikari must protect him from their new beast-type enemies, the Zoanoroids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Beast&lt;/i&gt; introduces the warring Cybeasts (Cyber Beasts) Gregar (Glaga) and Falzar (Falzer), as well as the and Navi Trill (who starts out the series as an infant but quickly grows into a young child). Pitted against the newly-emerged Zoanoroid armies of the Cybeasts, Lan, MegaMan, and a select group of their partners, find themselves drawn into the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parallel_universe_%28fiction%29" title="Parallel universe (fiction)"&gt;parallel world&lt;/a&gt; of Beyondard. Guided by a mysterious girl, Iris, they join the human resistance in the fight to claim the "Synchronizer" powers of Trill, with which MegaMan is able to "Beast Out". Nearing the end of &lt;i&gt;Beast&lt;/i&gt;, the android brain belonging to Wily of Beyondard reveals himself along with his lackeys, Blackbeard (Captain Kurohige) and Yuika (Chirol), hoping to acquire the victor Cybeast as his new body. Ultimately, the two merge together into the Super Cybeast Grezar, which becomes Wily's vessel with assistance from Trill's powers. MegaMan and Trill merge together and lend their strength to Lan to form a "Juuka Style," giving him the strength to destroy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-4055097647594053536?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/4055097647594053536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=4055097647594053536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/4055097647594053536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/4055097647594053536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/05/rockmanexe-beast.html' title='Rockman.exe Beast'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-2961190049037644106</id><published>2007-05-27T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:07:39.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IRASHAI!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlmb5mjNEKI/AAAAAAAAABE/8Ait1otKtcw/s1600-h/Image%2802%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlmb5mjNEKI/AAAAAAAAABE/8Ait1otKtcw/s200/Image%2802%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069254269485256866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlmb5mjNELI/AAAAAAAAABM/cMd-YIXPBMo/s1600-h/Image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlmb5mjNELI/AAAAAAAAABM/cMd-YIXPBMo/s200/Image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069254269485256882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlmb52jNEMI/AAAAAAAAABU/O0FWDLX1aiU/s1600-h/Image%2801%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlmb52jNEMI/AAAAAAAAABU/O0FWDLX1aiU/s200/Image%2801%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069254273780224194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlmb52jNENI/AAAAAAAAABc/_JaesdiSMN4/s1600-h/Image%2804%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlmb52jNENI/AAAAAAAAABc/_JaesdiSMN4/s200/Image%2804%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069254273780224210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlmb6GjNEOI/AAAAAAAAABk/C8JVGBrSF7M/s1600-h/Image%2805%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlmb6GjNEOI/AAAAAAAAABk/C8JVGBrSF7M/s200/Image%2805%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069254278075191522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's the greeting you get when you enter one of the best Japanese restaurant's here in Davao City. Tsuru!!! The food here is great!! Although a bit pricey, we go here only in very special occasions or if someone treats us, like my aunt (The girl in the greenish sleeveless blouse in the far left). Although they don't serve Ramen (sorry Shoti), but they do make up for it with lots of other delicacies, like (The most favorite thing I order in this place), their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Japanese Fried Rice&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beef Teppanyaki!!!&lt;/span&gt; That's the two food pictures uploaded there. Man!! One of their chef is also pure japanese, though he wasn't our chef and we didn't see him there, but we hope that he still works there cause he's really friendly and he'll do those special requests from time to time. But to eat here, be prepared to feel the weight in your pocket to suddenly become lighter as that  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Japanese Fried Rice &lt;/span&gt;alone is worth P130. Still, if you feel you have lots of cash and you really want that authentic japanese taste, then Tsuru restaurant is just for you. By the way, it's located just near the former PTA grounds near a place called T Point and Penong's restaurant in I think is in Illustre. Oh, and if you want to see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Japanese Fried Rice&lt;/span&gt; being cooked, go to this link &lt;a href="http://s136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cookingrice.flv"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy drooling Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-2961190049037644106?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/2961190049037644106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=2961190049037644106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/2961190049037644106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/2961190049037644106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/05/irashai.html' title='IRASHAI!!!'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlmb5mjNEKI/AAAAAAAAABE/8Ait1otKtcw/s72-c/Image%2802%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-2136170747555227750</id><published>2007-05-25T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T23:12:39.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Megaman Zero 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlb6mGjNEDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L5wtkCANkHM/s1600-h/2129+-+Megaman+Zero+4+%28E%29_01.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlb6mGjNEDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L5wtkCANkHM/s320/2129+-+Megaman+Zero+4+%28E%29_01.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068513963152314418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlb6mGjNEEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SgbhzI2ORYU/s1600-h/2129+-+Megaman+Zero+4+%28E%29_02.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlb6mGjNEEI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SgbhzI2ORYU/s320/2129+-+Megaman+Zero+4+%28E%29_02.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068513963152314434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was my 1st time to play this game and I should say that it is  very very hard. The makers of this game took out the Recoil Rod and the Energy Shield and replaced them with a Z-Knuckle (A weapon used to grab on to things or assimilate certain enemy weapons). The story picks up from the last Megaman Zero franchise. Zero and the resistance army are still trying to find a way on how to stop Dr. Weil from succeeding in his evil plans. The elf system has changed. Now you get 1 elf, that's right, 1. But with this 1 elf, it has a lot of important abilities implanted in it with the Nurse, Animal and hacker categories in it. This way you can mix and match your wanted abilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chips for body upgrades for Zero also has changed. Instead of finding the data scattered around the places you visit, you now have to find their recipes and get the data chips from certain enemies and combine them, with the help of Cerveau, into making the desired upgrade you want. Fail, and you get Junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game itself is pretty challenging as it is hard to keep that Level A Rank at all times to get those desired EX skills from bosses. The bosses itself are pretty hard as well. For example, the Pegasus boss (forgot his name), will sometimes dodge your attacks and laugh at you at the same time. Then there's Heat Genblem, the fire turtle boss. He'll turn his back around you whenever you attack, leaving him invincible. For him, you have to find the right timing in order to damage him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the game itself is a great experience and is a worthy game to be followed by the Megaman Zero franchise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-2136170747555227750?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/2136170747555227750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=2136170747555227750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/2136170747555227750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/2136170747555227750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/05/megaman-zero-4.html' title='Megaman Zero 4'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rDa-xmTQS0Y/Rlb6mGjNEDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/L5wtkCANkHM/s72-c/2129+-+Megaman+Zero+4+%28E%29_01.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-880938734887652720</id><published>2007-05-23T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T23:02:00.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrek 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Warning: Plot and/or Spoilers ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just watched Shrek the Third a few hours ago with my family. The story is quite simple really and it is quite surprising that Justin Timberlake was voicing the role of of Artie or Arthur (although he did a good job at it). The movie was funny to say the least, but for me, it really circles around the kids. Though there are some surprising parts that you really didn't know about, like Fiona's mother able to smash a wall with her head, or that Pinocchio really knew his way with words, and that Gepetto (Pinocchio's grandfather/creator) would turn out to be a bad guy. The plot was really simple, Prince Charming wanted revenge and have his happily ever after. If you'd like to see the movie, I suggest bringing along some company as this movie is a lot more fun to watch with a friend rather than just watching it by yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-880938734887652720?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/880938734887652720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=880938734887652720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/880938734887652720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/880938734887652720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/05/shrek-3.html' title='Shrek 3'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-8335256805384834216</id><published>2007-05-22T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T17:37:16.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other day, that was sunday, one of my grandmothers had her 85th birthday. The fact that she's 85 really impresses a lot of people since the life expectancy of a person nowadays is really low, with guys averaging on 65 years (poor us). The party's okay i guess, the only thing that I don't like is when i'm attending a party from my mother's side of the family is that when they get to the food table, it's as if they just came out of a warzone!! MAN!!! It was every man, woman or child for themselves just to get food. Now the host says that women and children first so they could get their food first to which most of the guys obliged. Now that 'most' of the guys couldn't wait 5 minutes and started to go in like pigs!! Lucky for me and my dad we anticipated this so we asked mom and my sis to get some food for us in case we got nothing left on the food table to scrounge up. My sister was very generous in the portions (Thanks ate!) though she had to limit the rice so she wouldn't be hungry herself. After I waited a few minutes, I went in and saw that I was right, the food warmers were almost all empty and the lechon was all bones now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still hungry after that so when we went home, I ate a couple of pieces of brownies so as just to satisfy my hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-8335256805384834216?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/8335256805384834216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=8335256805384834216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/8335256805384834216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/8335256805384834216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/05/family-party.html' title='Family party'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-2022762904142886177</id><published>2007-05-20T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T01:23:45.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We have internet!!</title><content type='html'>We have regained our internet service after a while since the last ISP was, well, sucks. I might post my blogs almost everyday from now on, so whoever reads this, i'll keep you posted. Ciao Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-2022762904142886177?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/2022762904142886177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=2022762904142886177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/2022762904142886177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/2022762904142886177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-have-internet.html' title='We have internet!!'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-7111013860380435070</id><published>2007-05-20T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T01:19:12.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAP meeting</title><content type='html'>I came to the AAP meetings after a while of not attending because I had a class so I can't attend. The people were still as crazy as ever, and anito joined in as well. There was this other guy though that I didn't know of who sat beside Marcel. And the ADHD guy, still can't sit in one place for a long time. He even got in in a conversation between me and Michael and he even shouted at me, that time, he was really getting on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really had a blast though, I was surprised to see Stephen with such short hair this time. And Marcel's term of Bishie's with beards or a.k.a. "Bishngot." Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see my girlfriend too, which really made my day complete. We laughed and smiled together along with the rest of the AAP gang. In the end, we decided that we focus now on somewhat getting to know the Animes that we don't know of and their specific genres so as to really imply that we are an Anime Organization. Hmmm... Wonder what we're gonna watch this month,  or the next month...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-7111013860380435070?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/7111013860380435070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=7111013860380435070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/7111013860380435070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/7111013860380435070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/05/aap-meeting.html' title='AAP meeting'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-233007449543207512</id><published>2007-05-20T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T01:11:18.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theo 106</title><content type='html'>I have just finally finished Theo 106!!! Finally, only one Theo left. Theo 110, but I have to be in a graduating class to get it. So it'll be far long when i'll be able to get it. Still, Theo 106 does have some good qualities as a subject. It's not practically that boring in a sense, but the whole subject dedicates itself to relationships. So I guess almost all of us were intently listening all the time, unless there're somewho don't want to get in a serious relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I can still can remember the time I slept in class and I was caught. The teacher just laughed when she called my name and my classmates were teasing me like, "&lt;em&gt;Unsa gibuhat nimo gabii jus?" or "What did you did last night jus?" &lt;/em&gt;I just laughed along with them and continued with the recitation, though I did get a pretty good answer out of it if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say now is, goodbye Theo 106. I had fun. No really, I had.Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-233007449543207512?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/233007449543207512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=233007449543207512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/233007449543207512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/233007449543207512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/05/theo-106.html' title='Theo 106'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-5758458610685021417</id><published>2007-03-18T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T15:56:40.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Publicized Status</title><content type='html'>The day draws near as me and Ellen will announce to the public about our relationship with one another. Sa totoo lang, pareho na kami sawang sawa na sa pagtatago.  Kasi king nagtatago kami, mas lalo kaming napgatitripan ng mga tao. Chismiss topic kung baga. Mas mabuti pa't ilabas nalang namin para matapos na ang lahat at malaman na nila lahat ng katotohanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsaka nakilala narin ng pamilya ko si Ellen. OK naman daw xa. Nagagandahan nga sila sa kanya eh, tsaka sobrang marespetuhin daw. I'm proud of my girlfriend.Ü Ipaplano naman namin mag-outing sometime soon sa future na kasama si Ellen at pamilya ko. Plano rin namin mag-outing kaming dalawa ni Ellen na kami lang dalawa. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How romantic Ü&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-5758458610685021417?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/5758458610685021417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=5758458610685021417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/5758458610685021417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/5758458610685021417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/03/publicized-status.html' title='Publicized Status'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-3836071756756646143</id><published>2007-02-14T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T10:49:06.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines day</title><content type='html'>I can see people today, walking hand in hand with their partners in life... Makes me miss her a lot... I keep wishing that she would, as if, magically, appear next to me... That she would hold my hand, then hug me and never let me go. I miss her face, her voice, her touch. Feels kinda lonely today, but her image and voice that lingers in my mind tells me that she's okay and that i love her so much. Each time I breath I think about her. I love her too much and i'm not letting go of her!Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-3836071756756646143?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/3836071756756646143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=3836071756756646143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/3836071756756646143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/3836071756756646143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines day'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-2405620118688053387</id><published>2007-02-02T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:02:08.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lucky Number is...3 Ü</title><content type='html'>Wondering why 3 is the lucky number today? SECRET!!! Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things to be happy about today. For instance, the thought of her that keeps me going. It's really really getting hard not to think about her. Why? I don't know... She's stuck in my mind all the time. But i don't want to get rid of the thought that she's somewhere out there doing fine and being happy as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-2405620118688053387?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/2405620118688053387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=2405620118688053387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/2405620118688053387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/2405620118688053387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/02/lucky-number-is3.html' title='The Lucky Number is...3 Ü'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-5423469542537845305</id><published>2007-01-31T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T10:50:38.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's cold... *brrrrrr*</title><content type='html'>Didn't expect it to be this cold today... I'm currently wearing my long sleeved shirt (black shirt with white long sleeves), and still i feel cold. Nothing special this day, just another ordinary day at school... Nothing new and exciting that's yet to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must buy that card reader at CD-R king!!! (P80 only)!!! Hope nobody buys it before I do T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-5423469542537845305?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/5423469542537845305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=5423469542537845305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/5423469542537845305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/5423469542537845305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-cold-brrrrrr.html' title='It&apos;s cold... *brrrrrr*'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-1102095474295296183</id><published>2007-01-28T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T03:04:55.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless night</title><content type='html'>It's 3am in the morning, and I can't get a wink sleep yet... I keep thinking that I did something wrong, and true that I did. I don't know what to expect when she wakes up. I'm thinking that she might be angry. Even still, my mind still wanders... I keep finding things that remind of her. She's locked up in my mind and I don't know why... I guess I just miss her too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-1102095474295296183?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/1102095474295296183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=1102095474295296183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/1102095474295296183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/1102095474295296183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/01/sleepless-night.html' title='Sleepless night'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-5085009589185999138</id><published>2007-01-26T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T16:03:09.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>(Note: This post mostly is in the Filipino dialect)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akala mo kung sino kang tao! Yun pala sinisiraan mo na ako sa likod mo! Ano kamo?!?! Bola-bola't Pork Asado ka jan! Akala mo kung sino may laman, e mukha namang TOOTHPICK!!!! Akala mo kung sinong nagmamarunong! Patawa tawa ka pa jan ha! Batukan kaya kita sa ulo! Hindi mo pa ako nakikita pumutok sa galit! Do Not Try ME!!!! Maghintay ka lang bukas, at pag hindi ko talaga nakayanan... ... I WILL DRIVE YOUR FACE INTO THE GROUND!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-5085009589185999138?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/5085009589185999138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=5085009589185999138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/5085009589185999138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/5085009589185999138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/01/who-do-you-think-you-are.html' title='WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!?!?!'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-4202131767314554879</id><published>2007-01-26T12:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T12:41:20.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO CLASSES?!?!??!</title><content type='html'>Hurried to school early this morning just not to be late, only to suddenly remember when I got to my classroom, we won't be having classes today! Most of my classmates went into a retreat so our teacher cancelled our class for that day 'cause only a few students will be left (only 10 i think...). So I waited for 5 hours for my next class, only to find out that our teacher won't be having classes for that particular class as well! *sigh* What's the purpose of me coming to school today in the first place....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-4202131767314554879?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/4202131767314554879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=4202131767314554879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/4202131767314554879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/4202131767314554879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/01/no-classes.html' title='NO CLASSES?!?!??!'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-6391660834495426944</id><published>2007-01-25T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T14:34:27.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day, another class...</title><content type='html'>Just another typical day... Not much happened. Well, except for an extremely hard long exam I had a few hours ago. I feel my head's going to burst!!! Plus I have another quiz in about an hour and a half from now. Better get to studying *sigh*. To top it all of, my colds and cough returned! I thought they were gone the minute i woke up yesterday from my afternoon nap. But I can handle it today. Just have to take measures lightly... Not in the mood to laugh hard today, I even went poker faced on an acquaintance of mine when he clearly made a funny joke. I knew it was funny, but my face just said "Ah, ok.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to various songs on my mp3 player right now, but i'm quite interested in "Movin'." An ending song in the anime "Bleach™."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, better get to studying, or else someone'll get angry if I slack off... hehe *nervous laughter*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-6391660834495426944?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/6391660834495426944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=6391660834495426944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/6391660834495426944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/6391660834495426944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/01/another-day-another-class.html' title='Another day, another class...'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-1195334727796256556</id><published>2007-01-24T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T10:08:16.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick day #2</title><content type='html'>This is turning out to be a sick week! Turns out i have colds today... in dire need of tissue paper to blow out the snot. Plus my throat hasn't cleared up completely... I still have to clear my throat every now and then... And the coughing that comes out every now and then... Gruesome picture isn't it? Still, ordinary life must continue. I still have classes to attend to... even the freakishly hard engineering mechanics! Damn, it's so hard i feel my head's going to burst! *sigh* There's not much I can do, except to try my best and hope to pass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of being absent on my 12:25pm class... That is, if my colds doesn't get any better... (Note: Need to rest when I get to my house)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-1195334727796256556?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/1195334727796256556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=1195334727796256556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/1195334727796256556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/1195334727796256556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/01/sick-day-2.html' title='Sick day #2'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-2160133348524474843</id><published>2007-01-23T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T15:29:05.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick day</title><content type='html'>Woke up with a sore throat today. Couldn't really talk that well cause it hurts. I feel so weak and tired, like i'm being glued to my bed... sadly, i have classes today which i need to attend. Even so, the thought of her hasn't escaped my mind. I was wondering, "where is she now? Is she okay? I wonder what she's doing at this very moment? Is she thinking about me?" One can't really know what goes in another persons mind. One can only hope...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-2160133348524474843?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/2160133348524474843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=2160133348524474843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/2160133348524474843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/2160133348524474843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/01/sick-day.html' title='Sick day'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6731485446052300556.post-8997173716807318067</id><published>2007-01-22T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T16:58:09.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back...</title><content type='html'>Reminiscing the times that have come to past, I noticed my life wasn't full of flowers and sunshine. Sure there were times that i had fun...laughed with my friends and family, even enjoyed life as it is... But what seems to be an eternal bliss seems to hide a broken down spirit that's been lurking inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep within the smiling exterior lies a feeling of emptiness... a feeling of longingness that eats away every single particle in me. I keep thinking, "Who am I going to share my happiness with? My sadness?" I know, that people hate this kind of feeling. Being alone in the world, with no one to share your heart's desires... your heart's pains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep pressing on. Maybe someday she will come into my life to wipe away my tears. That she may throw away the pain that's been eating away my existing for so many years. Time passes on, i still dream of her every night. To this day, the thought still lingers on my mind. But for some reason, this feeling is starting to diminish. Had I already found her?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6731485446052300556-8997173716807318067?l=jay-zx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/feeds/8997173716807318067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6731485446052300556&amp;postID=8997173716807318067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/8997173716807318067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6731485446052300556/posts/default/8997173716807318067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jay-zx.blogspot.com/2007/01/looking-back.html' title='Looking back...'/><author><name>Jayjay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10867751963658458985</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q191/Z3RO_777/zero3slash.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
