<?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-7698321</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:25:39.616-08:00</updated><category term='barkada trip'/><category term='beginnings'/><category term='usual stuff'/><category term='irony'/><category term='quizzes'/><category term='lost'/><category term='boredom'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='colorgenics'/><category term='deliquency'/><category term='hs'/><category term='rants'/><category term='grrr...'/><category term='orgs'/><category term='faith'/><category term='in retrospect'/><category term='acad stuff'/><category term='quizilla'/><category term='quizilla about me'/><category term='emote emote'/><category term='church'/><category term='block stuff'/><category term='excellence'/><category term='artistic me'/><category term='toils'/><category term='X_X'/><category term='seasons'/><category term='about me'/><category term='T_T'/><category term='coded'/><category term='nonsense'/><category term='apathy'/><category term='past happynings...'/><category term='renewed'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>UnTaMeD</title><subtitle type='html'>Enter my mind, where my thoughts reside.
Enter my soul, and see what's inside...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>193</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-9214331346277213627</id><published>2009-04-06T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T06:35:36.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fidget...fidget...</title><content type='html'>  Can you hear the anxiety in my heart, Lord?  Can you hear its hidden fears?  I've grown dependent on You, just like what You've wanted.  The result of being with You for many years.  Now I can't do anything confidently if I don't have Your assurance.  When I don't feel your hand on the things set before me, I am most likely to balk from it.  Please give me some assurance, Lord.  If it is not Your will for me to do this, and if you don't like me to do this, then my efforts will be futile.  For you will not grant me victory, and I will only be wasting my strength.  So please, Lord, assure me.  Atleast assure me that I am treading a path that you approve of.  Help me in the littlest of details, let your strength empower me.  Calm me fears, and whisper once again.        &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-9214331346277213627?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/9214331346277213627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=9214331346277213627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/9214331346277213627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/9214331346277213627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2009/04/fidgetfidget.html' title='fidget...fidget...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-4889830946012094437</id><published>2009-02-27T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:48:02.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Together</title><content type='html'>Found the survey fun but don't wanna do it on Facebook&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Put your iTunes or iPod on shuffle&lt;br&gt;2. For each question press the next button to get your next answer.&lt;br&gt;3. You must write that song name down no matter how silly it sounds.&lt;br&gt;4. Tag 25 friends who might "enjoy" doing the game as well as the person you got the note from.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1.IF SOMEONE SAYS, "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br&gt;Savin' Me (Nickelback)&lt;br&gt;Bwahaha. Just a disclaimer, my mp3 player don't have a shuffle mechanism... not my fault!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br&gt;Rockstar. Yeah!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br&gt;How you remind me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br&gt;Ehem ehem... Far Away&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br&gt;Stop crying your heart out. +_____+V&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br&gt;[to be a] Wonderwall. huh? Ano raw? O_O&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br&gt;Don't Look Back in Anger.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br&gt;Boys do fall in love. What the?! Sa lahat naman ng pwede...!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br&gt;[It's] Jingle Bell Rock... San ka pa?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br&gt;Love Comes.  Ashoooooo....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br&gt;Ito the best... Blurry.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br&gt;We don't have to look back now. pwede!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br&gt;Wasted My Time.  Aray ko naman.  Sumosobra ka na ah...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br&gt;Time After Time.  Yung Rock version dapat.  Ang simula pa naman nung kanta e "lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and I THINK OF YOU..."  woooooh... hahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. WHAT WILL YOU DANCE AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br&gt;Blue Jeans.  Iyun din ang suot ko...  casual dress lang, okay na yun... Peace!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br&gt;FREEDOM!! By RunKidRun... kumusta naman...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br&gt;Move On.  Pwede.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br&gt;Wake Up, Get Up. Huh?  Pero sige sige...okay na yan...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br&gt;Sing to me.  Awww... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br&gt;The Call out [ng alin????]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br&gt;Outline of Love.  Naks.  Kung ano man ang ibig sabihin nyan...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br&gt;We've Only Just Begun. Hah? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br&gt;Fall for you.  ano daw?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24. HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br&gt;Forsaken.  Aray naman.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br&gt;Saviour.  Veery vague...O_O&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26. WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br&gt;Collide (by Skillet)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;27. DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br&gt;The Last Night.  Again... veery vague...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;28. WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br&gt;Whispers in the Dark.  Sino bang hindi???? X_X&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;29. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br&gt;[That] Freaky Friday.  Haha... UP fair ba ito??? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;30. WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br&gt;Happy Together.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Note:  I am tagging YOU...yes you, but only if you want to do this...&lt;br&gt;Note2:  I was tagged my Edsie-chan... thanks! I enjoyed this one.. ^_^V&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-4889830946012094437?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4889830946012094437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=4889830946012094437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/4889830946012094437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/4889830946012094437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-together.html' title='Happy Together'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-4531201184626586592</id><published>2008-12-24T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T21:46:05.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>hi guys!! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!!  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Salamat din sa lahat ng bumati.  I did not text anyone 'coz I won't be able to text everyone anyway, so I chose to greet everyone here instead.  Hehe... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Again, Merry Christmas! However, let's not forget that the story did not end in the manger... it started there...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh, before I forget, Happy Birthday Newton!  Hehe... By the way, Newton is a Christian.  His belief is that his scientific investigations will lead to his greater knowledge of God who is the creator of the universe.  :P take that H...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-4531201184626586592?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4531201184626586592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=4531201184626586592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/4531201184626586592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/4531201184626586592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-6517959167435429213</id><published>2008-11-29T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T05:06:41.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discerning Apothegms</title><content type='html'>Entered the hallowed halls&lt;br /&gt;Altar of knowledge overflowing&lt;br /&gt;Inside the troubled soul&lt;br /&gt;Self-doubts are setting in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A silent cry in the night&lt;br /&gt;An open Bible at the side&lt;br /&gt;A whisper deep and assuring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The law will not hinder the promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile, but gladness could not be found&lt;br /&gt;Falling, stumbling to the ground&lt;br /&gt;A whisper, commanding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Respect my Day, Joy will abound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end is coming near&lt;br /&gt;Puzzle pieces scattered still&lt;br /&gt;Heart's a havoc, dreading&lt;br /&gt;Make or break, the predator's kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whisper, saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will judge the nations;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These trivial cases mere inaction&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are under my protection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffered a terrible blow&lt;br /&gt;Teary-eyed, a broken core&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to run and redo&lt;br /&gt;Opted to brave and undo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a whisper was heard&lt;br /&gt;Saying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Many a times I have saved you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In circumstances more dire than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never doubt in the darkness&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have revealed in light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-6517959167435429213?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6517959167435429213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=6517959167435429213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6517959167435429213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6517959167435429213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/11/1st-sem.html' title='Discerning Apothegms'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-3737904210114447508</id><published>2008-11-15T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T06:15:43.755-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Were Merely Freshman...lawstudent version</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt;  When I was young I knew everything&lt;br&gt;She a punk who rarely ever took advice&lt;br&gt;Now I'm guilt stricken,&lt;br&gt;Sobbing with my head on the floor&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Stack bluebooks with 5's  and a book full of highlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't be held responsible&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;They teach at a slow pace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;I won't be held responsible&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Grades were late in the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For the life of me I cannot remember&lt;br&gt;What made us think that we were wise and&lt;br&gt;We'd never compromise&lt;br&gt;For the life of me I cannot believe&lt;br&gt;We'd ever die for these sins&lt;br&gt;We were merely freshmen&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My best friend took a week's&lt;br&gt;Vacation to forget D***&lt;br&gt;His girl took a weeks's worth of&lt;br&gt;Valium and slept&lt;br&gt;And now he's guilt stricken sobbing with his&lt;br&gt;Head on the floor&lt;br&gt;Thinks about Crim now and how he never really&lt;br&gt;Wept he says&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;I can't be held responsible&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Teachers at a slow pace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;I won't be held responsible&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Grades were late in the first place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For the life of me I cannot remember&lt;br&gt;What made us think that we were wise and&lt;br&gt;We'd never compromise&lt;br&gt;For the life of me I cannot believe&lt;br&gt;We'd ever die for these sins&lt;br&gt;We were merely freshmen&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hey yeah &lt;br&gt;hey yeah&lt;br&gt;hey yeah &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We've tried to wash our hands of all this&lt;br&gt;We never talk of our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;flunks and heaps of slips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;And how we're guilt stricken sobbing with our&lt;br&gt;Heads on the floor&lt;br&gt;We fell through the ice when we tried not to&lt;br&gt;Slip, we'd say&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't be held responsible&lt;br&gt;They teach at a slow pace&lt;br&gt;And I won't be held responsible&lt;br&gt;Grades were late in the first place&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For the life of me I cannot remember&lt;br&gt;What made us think that we were wise and&lt;br&gt;We'd never compromise&lt;br&gt;For the life of me I cannot believe&lt;br&gt;We'd ever die for these sins&lt;br&gt;We were merely freshmen&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For the life of me I cannot remember&lt;br&gt;What made us think that we were wise and&lt;br&gt;We'd never compromise&lt;br&gt;For the life of me I cannot believe&lt;br&gt;We'd ever die for these sins&lt;br&gt;We were merely freshmen&lt;br&gt;We were merely freshmen &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;_______&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;Hehe. Yeah. Red fonts are the edited lines... T_T  Just a minor tweaks here and there and viola!! Another song for law students...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;Note: My other song is "Tongue Tied" by Faber Drive... maybe i'll post it here too... :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-3737904210114447508?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3737904210114447508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=3737904210114447508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3737904210114447508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3737904210114447508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/11/we-were-merely-freshmanlawstudent.html' title='We Were Merely Freshman...lawstudent version'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-6127095900952701780</id><published>2008-11-14T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T09:33:19.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>isang araw, sa buhay ni faye-chan...</title><content type='html'>Haay...ano ba yan.  Nakakalungkot naman...may klase pa man din ako bukas ng umaga.  Nakakatamad na tuloy mag-aral.  Alas-dos na ng madaling araw at eto ako ngayon, nagbla-blog.  Hindi din naman ako makakatulog e.  Haay buhay talaga...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sige na, sige na.  Sarili ko rin naman talaga ang dapat kong sisihin e.  Nakakaasar lang talaga dahil kailangan pa ng mga ganitong pagkakataon para lang magpursigi ako.   Tsk..tsk... Hambalos kung hambalos lang e.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In fairness, masakit pala.  Masakit talaga kapag natatamaan ang ego.  To think na hindi naman ako egoistic na tao.  Sheesh.  Sa kabilang banda, ayos na din lang.  May mga taong mas masaklap ang kalagayan kaya hindi ako dapat magdrama.  Mataas ako masyado magmarka, alam ko, pero madali rin lang ako makatanggap ng hindi kanais-nais na pangyayari...kaya okay lang.  Makakangiti pa rin ako bukas...habang nagrerecite...hehe... (ayoko ngang magrecite!  Hindi pa ako tapos magbasa e!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Bakit naman kasi napaka-importante sa buhay ng isang tao ang grades e. (Oo, litanya to tungkol sa grades, ngayon mo lang ba napasin?? O_O) HIndi naman sinusukat ng grades ang pagkatao, ung kaalaman lang ng taong iyon sa isang paksa.  Napakaliit ng kalahagahan nun kung ikukumpara mo sa aspeto ng isang indibidwal bilang tao.  Bakit sobrang importansya ang binibigay dito??  Hmph!  Sige na, sige na, bitter lang ako.  Pero kahit na... self-proclaimed GC ako so may karapatan akong magbitter ng konti.  Hehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Masasabi ko lang, hindi pa tapos ang laban.  May in-adopt akong statement nang pumasok ako sa lawskul na ito: it takes an entire semestre to fail.  That's enough time to prevent it.  Hehe... uulitin ko...hindi pa tapos ang laban! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;O siya, may naghihintay pa sa akin na labin-anim na kaso na kailangang basahin at i-digest.  9 nang umaga ang klase ko...ala-una y medya na ngayon.  Kumusta naman yan??? O_O&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;**C pipol, tandaan...lumayo sa mga matataas na lugar, lubid, at matatalas na bagay.  Iwasang mag-isa habang nakikinig ng mga nakakalungkot na musika.  Kapag sa mga pagkakataong na pawang may bumubulong sa inyong saktan ang ating mga guro...sige lang...go lang... hehe...joke.  Kaya natin 'to! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-6127095900952701780?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6127095900952701780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=6127095900952701780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6127095900952701780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6127095900952701780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/11/isang-araw-sa-buhay-ni-faye-chan.html' title='isang araw, sa buhay ni faye-chan...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-8517005906215495350</id><published>2008-11-05T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T06:15:11.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Country Voyage</title><content type='html'>I'm tired tired tired and tired to the nth level.  Can barely lift my finger because of it... *fainted*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AFTER SEVERAL MINUTES...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Where was I? Oh yeah.  Just got back from the beautiful, mountainous province of Bataan since tomorrow marks the end of our short-lived break.  Me wishing it was a wee bit longer.  The time was not enough to regain the sanity I lost during the harrowing 1st sem.  Niwayz, as I said, just got from Bataan.  Edsie, my lovable roommate (soon to be former roommate) and all time recipient of the "Best Friend of the Year" Award, has to go to Cavite to fix some stuff regarding banks and money (note: really, really important stuff ).  Due to the innate kindness and generosity that wells from my very being, i volunteered to accompany her.  So there, I dragged my already exhausted body to Cavite.  T'was not bad since we spend the whole time laughing and kidding around, to the detriment of other passengers and passers-by.  After the thing with the bank and the money problem solved, Edsie-chan decided to shop at Trinoma.  Today is the last of the 3-days sale and she is determined not to miss it.  If it means she has to use the "Buado powers"... *ehem ehem...  So we shopped until we drop--in the literal sense. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So now, I am sprawled in my bed, and my body is not cooperating anymore.  Haaay... &lt;br&gt;Sleep sleep sleep... Zzzzz Z_Z&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-8517005906215495350?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8517005906215495350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=8517005906215495350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8517005906215495350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8517005906215495350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/11/cross-country-voyage.html' title='Cross Country Voyage'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-500768679854348878</id><published>2008-10-27T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:58:23.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>glitch</title><content type='html'>A made a poem and I was supposed to post it here.  However, a glitch occured and multiply refuses to publish it.  During this time, i realized that such occurence might ne due to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. fate/destiny: that poem was never meant to be published in multiply for the sake of humanity in general&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. multiply administrators' negligence, imprudence, lack  of foresight or lack of skill.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Whatever the case,  i can't publish the darn poem! I like that poem.  It's a sad poem but i like it nevertheless. sigh... &lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-500768679854348878?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/500768679854348878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=500768679854348878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/500768679854348878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/500768679854348878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/10/glitch.html' title='glitch'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-3793577036861054169</id><published>2008-10-20T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:23:46.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At rope's end</title><content type='html'>11: 40 am, October 21, 2008 officially marks the end of the sem for me.  Yay!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I refrained from blogging about the exams since i don't want to prejudice other exams just because of the disastrous events of the first two exams.  I am in a "suspended state" so to speak.  I even refrained from thinkning about those two exams since i have to study for the other two.  But now, it's finally over and I can rant all i want.  hehe... just a joke.  I am so happy that the sem is over that I can't really be all negative and cranky.  hehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First, the Consti exam... :( [Monday last week]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I finished about 40 minutes before the time.  This, however, does not mean that I am confident in my answers.  I doubt there is anybody in our block who could say that he/she is confident about all his answers.  Oh well... what's Art 12 Sec 12 again?? Even up to now, i refuse to open my Constitution and verify my answers.  What done is done. Neh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Crim... T_T [Friday last week]&lt;br&gt;the infamous Sir Barry Exam strikes again.  I don't have a word for it really... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Persons. :D [Monday this week--&gt; yesterday]&lt;br&gt;At last.  A professor merciful enough to give an exam that is actually answearble by students.  My blockmates are actually smiling (for the first time) after an exam.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Legal Method. [Tuesday this week--&gt; today]&lt;br&gt;Hehe... you won't believe what happened to me today.  I was under the impression that the exam for legal method is tomorrow at 10 am in the morning.  After the Persons exam yesterday, I pretty much bummed around my room since I though that i still have a day to study.  About 9:40 in the morning, this day, I received a call from Edsie-chan (thanks much!!) that our block's schedule for the Molo exam was actually today, at 10 am! Hehe.  I haven't study and all.  i don't know anything about the Latin terms used in Statutory Construction.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, so I hurriedly left grab a taxi and went to UP Law.  On the way, I am trying to memorize latin terms as much as possible.  Meanwhile I am praying to God for everything to be okay.  Again, I found myself at the end of the rope.  There is nothing much I could really do about the situation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I arrived at UP Law.  The test has not started yet.  I was in a foul mood and under considerable stress.  Yay.  Me in a foul mood is something people should beware of.  I calmed myself.  After all, it is statutory construction.  We've been exposed to all sorts of statutory constructions since we have been reading cases right?  Anyway.  The exam started. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i was uber relieved at the type of the exam.  it is not super easy, but it is the easiest exam that I have taken so far.  I did not need the latin terms in answering it (yey!) and I was able to answer the exam quite nicely.  I am even smiling afterwards.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lesson of the Story:  &lt;br&gt;(talagang may ganito...O_O)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you are at the end of the rope, don't look down and ponder on the depth of the fall.  Look up.  You'll never know when a hand will reach for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;Hehe.  I was distraught about failing the exam that I never realized that God has prepared (in advance, mind you) a way out for me.  You see, there was no way I am gonna be able to study whatever that needs to be studied.  I was sure that I will fail the exam.  I never imagined that the exam questions could be answered with what i have in my head.  His hands was there all along.  It does not really matter whether I studied or not.  What matters is, during the exam, i was able to answer the questions.  Another act of saving grace...   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-3793577036861054169?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3793577036861054169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=3793577036861054169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3793577036861054169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3793577036861054169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/10/at-rope-end.html' title='At rope&amp;#39;s end'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-7582081140690208829</id><published>2008-10-15T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:43:38.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Those undergrad days...(detox mode)</title><content type='html'>Minsan isang araw sa klase ni Sir Ramota... may magagaling na tao na nagpepaper chat... (don't tell sir mota!!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eds&lt;/span&gt;: Guys, napag-usapan namin ni ate cha na pde tau magPuerto Galera sa bday celeb q...pagpray natin na magkaroon ng resources... *wink*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anniefair:&lt;/span&gt; Weee!! Anniefair&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porfie:&lt;/span&gt; San ang Puerto Gallera?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kumag (aka Rafi):&lt;/span&gt; Nasa &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Palawan &lt;/span&gt;yun di ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ron:&lt;/span&gt; hindi! Puerto Princesa yun!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anniefair:&lt;/span&gt; Mindoro po yun!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porfie:&lt;/span&gt; Overnight?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kumag: &lt;/span&gt;Sana one week =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ron:&lt;/span&gt; Asa!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eds: &lt;/span&gt;cge tapos pagbalik natin sa tunay na mundo, sako na suot natin...2 days lang cguro. Chorla (aka kumag), ok ung joke mo ah!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anniefair:&lt;/span&gt; weekends para masaya!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porfie: &lt;/span&gt;bakit sako?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kumag: &lt;/span&gt;Uy mag-uwi tayo ng BUHANGIN! (insert goat doodle here) - GOAT&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porfie: &lt;/span&gt;goodluck! =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eds:&lt;/span&gt; oo...monday kc ang April 2 :| ung lang wish q =), matuloy un...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anniefair:&lt;/span&gt; sino ba ang &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;posibleng&lt;/span&gt; sumama? Ako okay...anniefair&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porfie:&lt;/span&gt; pipitin qng makasama, for the sake of friendship...and love =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kumag:&lt;/span&gt; Basta walang practicum na tatamaan ha! Ok ako...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ron:&lt;/span&gt; Sana &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eds:&lt;/span&gt; ang chorla ni Friend (aka Porfie) and gc ni chorla (aka Kumag) :| pag di feasible, isip tau ng Plan B...suggest kau =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anniefair:&lt;/span&gt; para siguradong makakasama, sa medyo malapit at whole day siguro...may alam ba kau&gt; O kaya sa bahay nila Eds ung pag-iistayan natin... =) kung overnight =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Porfie: &lt;/span&gt;kau bahala, basta kung san magiging masaya si friend oh friend (aka Eds) =)sa bday nia... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rafi:&lt;/span&gt; WATERFUN! WOOO!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ron:&lt;/span&gt; nagsara na to! Kambing! Wahahah =D&lt;br&gt;Eds T_T &gt;&gt;(tears of joy) tnx frndships!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kumag:&lt;/span&gt; O pano bosing? Ah madam pala! Sige, GU!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;end of paper chat...&lt;br&gt;______&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sigh...those care free days... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;are over and done with.  **studies for the crim finals tomorrow...**&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S. in case that you are wondering, we were not able to go to Puerto Gallera.  We spent the outing somewhere else.  However, we are not yet giving up the idea of going there (ate cha, nasan ka na??) Hopefully next year... hehe... :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-7582081140690208829?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7582081140690208829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=7582081140690208829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7582081140690208829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7582081140690208829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/10/those-undergrad-daysdetox-mode.html' title='Those undergrad days...(detox mode)'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1059342603646846337</id><published>2008-09-26T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:45:11.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this friday</title><content type='html'>I was around the Padre Faura area yesterday because my blockmates and I had a tour inside the Supreme Court.  Hehe... The tour itself was fun.  We goofed around the justices' dining area, deliberating room, wardrobe and such.  They even have a very nice secretary (?) lounge for visiting ministers and other high government officials.  My blockmates who took photos have not uploaded any, so I can't "steal" the photos yet.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, this post in not about the Supreme Court.  During the tour, I realized how much I missed UP Manila and the "good old times" we had there.  I initially planned to visit even just for awhile, but we were supposed to have a make-up class at 3pm.  The tour ended at around 12 nn.  I haven't studied yet so I decided to rush back to UP Diliman and read inside the library.  Turns out, the make-up class was cancelled.  Bummer.  I should have visited UP Manila instead of returning immediately.  Haay.  Anyway.  Barely a month before vacation...can't wait.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1059342603646846337?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1059342603646846337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1059342603646846337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1059342603646846337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1059342603646846337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-friday.html' title='this friday'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-8120066434508984072</id><published>2008-09-15T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T05:21:33.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FILIPINOS ARE SMART!</title><content type='html'>  &lt;br&gt;click --&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.thebrownraise.org/"&gt;Asians Are Smart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's very disappointing, really.  No, erase that.  To say that I am disappointed implies that I was actually expecting something good.  What's the right word then? humiliated? insulted? degraded?  Well, whatever it is, I'm sure that it is bordering on those.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The above article was actually an eye opener for me.  Pertinent portion of the article reads:&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Last year, a friend left the Philippines and went to the United States. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In his German class, the students were international. The professor asked who the Asians were and one by one the Asian students introduced themselves. And so it went, the Chinese, the Koreans, the Vietnamese, the Singaporeans etc. all raised their hands. Finally the professor calls this Filipino and asks,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Professor:&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Where are you from?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Filipino:&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Philippines&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.5in;font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Professor: Oh, Filipinos are not Asians! They are Pacific Islanders!&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Because ASIANS ARE SMART…&lt;/strong&gt; (italics supplied)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;When I read the article, several thoughts came to my mind.  For one, a part of me wants to shout at the professor (and anybody else who has a similar though about Filipinos).  Really, it was unbecoming of him.  He was a professor, after all.  From his professional standing, I would have expected a much higher level of cultural sensitivity, more open-mindedness, and lastly, a little research.  I agree with the author of the article (the article did not specify) that the best way to approach that statement is to say that the Philippines is part of the Association of South East &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-style: italic;text-decoration: underline;"&gt;ASIAN&lt;/span&gt; Nations, as a matter of fact, one of the founders of it.  And yes, we are not the only island in the pacific region.  Thus, to say that the Philippines is not part of Asia and merely a pacific island (or archipelago, to be more precise) is erroneous.  However, let me add a few things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First and foremost, and since the article said that the event happened in the United States and from that I ASSUME that the professor is also an American (like all assumptions, it could be wrong), it would have helped a lot if the professor has looked into the role of the US on why the Philippines is like this in the first place.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Filipino's colonial mentality is not innate to Filipinos.  It was placed there, forced and reinforced through subsequent generations.  The Americans, who had the control of our system of education have placed in the mind of the Filipino population that the United States is superior in all aspects--race, language, culture, politics, economy, etc.  That concpet was ingrained in the minds of the Filipnos so that occupation of the Philippines will be easier for them.  This method is also known as co-optation, and i believe that Renato Constantino's book "The Miseducation of the Filipinos" tackles this issue in lenght.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The US also played a large role in our economy during those days.  As a matter of fact, the US had the monolopy of our foreign trades during the first few decades after the US subjugation of the Philippines. Our imports are 100% US products and we export our products to the US alone.  No, there is no such thing as equal trading opportunity with the US back then.  There is almost no protection for our importations while the US has high tariff rates for our exports.  This is because the US wants to protect their local goods, specifically their agricultural goods, from Philippine agricultural products which are more superior given that they are from a tropical country.  Since the start, our economy was not in a good shape because of this unequal trading.  The book "An Economic History of the Philippines" by Onorfe Corpuz has a comprehensive discussion regarding this.  Read it for more details.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would have wanted to elaborate more, but i guess the above is enough to emphasize my point.  The Philippines now is the product of its past.  Whatever illness that the Philippine society has is a deep-rooted (but not innate) affliction caused by centuries of maltreatment (and miseducation) at the hands of foreign powers.  When I read history books, I can't helped but sigh when an opportunity to develop our own government, culture, society and economy was lost because a foreign power has entered into the picture.  You don't get what I mean? Look into your history book.  Try to determine what lost opportunities I amm talking about.  Let me emphasize that we were the first country in Asia to have a republican government.  We were the first to have a bloodless revolution.  we were the first... sigh...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, I also don't agree that Filipinos are not smart.  FILIPINOS ARE SMART! We are not only smart, we are street-wise.  Being a nurse and working abroad are not grounds to say that Filipinos are not smart.  Working abroad in order to raise your family in a decent environament is not and should not be seen as a derogation of what you are.  It is called being wise enough and strong enough to find means that are otherwise unavailable.  That's what we are.  We know how to survive.  We know how to make both ends meet.  We make do with what we have.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Moreover, having P.H.d's and M.A.s is not a measure of how smart a person is.  It measures intelligence.  Sure.  I have no issues with that.  I would have to agree that people with masterals and doctorates are intelligent.  Moreover, they have means.  Means that are oftenly unavaliable to an average Filipino, to a smart Filipino, and yes, even to intelligent Filipinos. Really, to judge the smartness of a person according to his roster of academic achievements is hasty and fallacious.  A pedagogical institution is not the be-all and end-all of things.  There are other aspects in life that are important, such as work, family, ethics, etc.  I leave it up to you to think of other things.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In any case, we can't erase the fact that there are people out there who think just like the professor.  Racial discrimination and ethnocentrism are real.  They do not go away just by wishing.  We can't also reason that we were exploited in the past and therefore, we have all the rights to stay this way, basking in the filth and shame.  If my knowledge of history is right, it took only 50 years for South Korea to emerge from her war torn past.  China is fast rising, eventhough it was subjected to so much miseries and economic inequalities wreak upon it by foreign powers.  Last time i heard, India is rising too.  Given these, I don't think that we can simply wallow in our miseries and cry foul for the past mistakes done to us all the time.  At the end of the day, it is still up to us to prove them wrong.  We were given two strong legs, let's use them.    &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can it really come? The day when people will regret that they were not Filipinos??&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-8120066434508984072?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8120066434508984072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=8120066434508984072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8120066434508984072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8120066434508984072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/09/filipinos-are-smart.html' title='FILIPINOS ARE SMART!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-115534739893522543</id><published>2008-09-06T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T05:15:34.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colds...sniffs...</title><content type='html'>i hate catching colds.  Damn the weather! we only have less than two months till absolute bliss (or at least about 2 weeks of it) so i can't afford to get sick.  The cold is not that bad to render me dysfunctional but it is so damn annoying to have to sniff every five minutes.  I can also feel the stiffness of my back  (I badly need a massage!), plus i oversleep too much because of the drowsiness that comes naturally with a cold.  Ergo, my productivity level is below my normal capacity.  What I am worried about is that this cold might only be the start of subsequent nasty illness.  i hope not... :C               &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-115534739893522543?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115534739893522543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=115534739893522543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115534739893522543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115534739893522543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/09/coldssniffs.html' title='Colds...sniffs...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-7147115713246836586</id><published>2008-09-03T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:39:45.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got this from zai-chan &lt;img src="http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it said "...system represented therein.  The senior Justice in the... " &lt;br&gt;- from the 1987 Philippine Constitution (waah! ang corny, pero ito talaga ang pinakamalapit na book...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*stretches left arm as far as she can... * Huh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;the last thing that i watched, mere glances not included, is PDA.  Go Bugoy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Without looking, guess what time it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10:30 pm.  I just glanced at the clock 5 seconds before i read no. 4. No sweat!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10:30 pm ^_^V&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;the electric fan.  It's humming sound and cool breeze is enducing me to sleep&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;this afternoon, when i went to school... bait...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;YM. displaying my pep-talking prowess when i should be studying...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;underwears, plain black shirt, shorts&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;no.  dead sleep.  Overslept. Damn!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;a few hours ago when exchanging antics with edsie-chan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;our Lowcal picture and other hang-able stuff&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Seen anything weird lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;our new puppy actually behaving in his cage...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. What do you think of this quiz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the person who made this quiz has so much free time.  mind sharing?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. What is the last film you saw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hala&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Don't even ask....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;First, i will buy my own house and furnish it with stuff... then a car... that's all... by the way,  a Nokia N70 will cure all my problems right now, so that one too..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Tell me something about you that I don’t know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know your password. hahaha! be afraid, be very afraid!! hehe...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;i will move the Philippines higher above the equator.  Yung mga tipong bandang east asia.  Para: 1. lumamig naman para may excuse akong bumili ng maraming jacket at french coats 2. baka sakaling umunlad ang Pilipinas.  (one can hope right?) lahat kasi sila dun asensado na e... baka sakaling mahawa ang Pilipinas (asaaa...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Do you like to dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yep.  Especially if the moves are cool and not so gurly&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. George Bush:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;what? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pwede sigurong Stare Decisis&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Concon&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23. Would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;no. never.  termporary pwede pa, but settling there, no way...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. What do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"What took you so long"? Followed by a high-five.  Hehe... hindi joke.  Syempre, "well done good and faithful servant."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25. 4 people you would like to see do this meme in their journal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- Edsie&lt;br&gt;-Ron&lt;br&gt;-Mai&lt;br&gt;-JC &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-7147115713246836586?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7147115713246836586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=7147115713246836586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7147115713246836586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7147115713246836586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-3776973493879487049</id><published>2008-08-29T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T07:16:38.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the drain</title><content type='html'>i went to UP earlier because stupid me was unaware that we have no Legal History class.  haha... from that moment on, things went from bad to...well...more annoying circumstances.  I can't really say things went worse...worse seems too much...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, i hurried to prepare for the non-existent legal history class.  i even rode a taxi to avoid being late.  Afterwards, viola! There is nobody in the room!  Not even the lights were turned on.  So off i went to the library.  Sometimes, my classmates are there especially when they are waiting for our class to start.  However, i only saw Mark there, and he dutifully informed me that there was no class.  Well...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Actually, I was elated upon learning that we have no class.  It was only 10:00 in the morning and i can always go home.  I shrugged the fact that i rode the taxi to get into the school, afterall, i still have money to sustain me through the week.  Also, i have an upcoming exam next friday and a research deadline to meet, so i simply ignored the fact that i wasted about 3 hours of the moring since I have the rest of the day to study.  Hence, more good stuff than bad stuff (so far), so i remained positive.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;then...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I went home, as I've said earlier, in a very positive mood and eager to read my cases.  I even shopped for some clothes in a mall near our house since i don't want to go home after just an hour of absence.  After buying a blouse, i decided to go home.  The scenario waiting for me was simple:  The gate was locked.  I have no keys. Nobody was inside.  Gah!  i tried in vain to call (malay mo, may tao pala...).  But no.  There was nobody inside and I can't enter the house. T_T  (masayang tumanga sa harapan ng bahay nio e... tapos may questioning look sa mata ng mga kapitbahay nio.. hehe...try nio minsan...)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.  So i decided to go to SM North to hang out there.  I regretted not bringing unread cases.  As a matter of fact, I would not have minded everything so much if only i have some cases to read while wasting away in the mall.  i only have my 1987 Constitution.  What am i gonna do? Memorize it?  Maybe.  But the mall is no place to memorize!  i also did not go inside luxurious coffeehouses like Starbucks, they are so expensive.  I settled for The Coffee Experience.  At least there, the frappe is about Php 30 cheaper!  haha.  Anyway, The Cofee Experience is just a small stall and there was nothing to shield me from the noise.  So goodbye studying for me.  waah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i went home at around 5 pm. (i was able to enter the house this time ^_^) However, my eagerness to study was replaced with tiredness.  Nakabisado ko na ang SM North kakaikot.  Hehe. Kasama na diyan ang The Block at ang Cyberworld (Cyberworld nga ba iyon?)  Just for the record, I haven't touch any of my readings.  Haay... There goes my drive to study... maybe i'll start tomorrow.   Oh, by the way.  I'm officially bankrupt.  One good reason why I avoid malls...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;So to reiterate:  earlier, i was&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. full of moolahs&lt;br&gt;2. eager to study&lt;br&gt;3. has about 8 hours of free time to study&lt;br&gt;4. VERY positive&lt;br&gt;potential productivity: at least 8 cases read&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now, i am&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. bankrupt&lt;br&gt;2. dead tired&lt;br&gt;3. has only 2 hours till midnight   &lt;br&gt;4. barely positive&lt;br&gt;actual productivity: zero; null; 0&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;at least, i'm still in a barely positive mood.  Even if it just barely.  No one will like it if i turn nasty... *wink&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.S.&lt;br&gt;In case you're wondering how I further wasted my day, well, i surfed the net, ate dinner, surf the net some more, play virtual chess (i can only beat my opponent at Level 1, I have a hard time keeping up with the thing at Level 2 T_T), blogged and bloghopped.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-3776973493879487049?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3776973493879487049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=3776973493879487049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3776973493879487049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3776973493879487049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-in-drain.html' title='A day in the drain'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-5412910894272730210</id><published>2008-08-29T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T05:06:18.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Waste an Entire Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-5412910894272730210?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5412910894272730210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=5412910894272730210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5412910894272730210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5412910894272730210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-waste-entire-day.html' title='How to Waste an Entire Day'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-2889873507458032502</id><published>2008-08-16T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T23:31:10.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged...again... there should be some immunity factor to this...</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE RULES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;- each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;- bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their ten things and post these rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;- at the end of your blog, you need to choose ten people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;- don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;NOTE: i was tagged before.  Twice, to be exact.  Once in my deviant art account and the other one was in this multiply account.  So I say that we have to have an immunity factor to all these tagging business... sheesh.  Anyway, I will still comply because the last time I was tagged, the rules only asked for 8 things about me.  Now, it says that I have to name 10 things.  Also, there are some things about me during the last post that are not applicable anymore... Besides, this is for the benefit of the C people as well, since they don't know much about me yet.  So here is my revised "things about me." &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;1.I have a lion stuff toy.  I named him Aslan.  He was given to me by my friends during my 21st birthday.  He disappeared for about two days just a few weeks ago.  I though he was kidnapped or something.  it turns out, he was hiding in my closet...  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 2. I  search for people that managed to caught my attention in the internet.  They might not know this but what the heck. &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" width="15" height="15"&gt; I manage to found out the birthday of a person through this.  hehe... &gt;&gt; i am a very good internet stalker... *evil grin&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 3. doing ambigrams and anagrams of my name, sometimes others' names as well... I think I have an obsession with anagrams.  I got this habit from Dan Brown's works.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. I play the guitar.  I love playing the guitar, especially when I like to project a senti image.  Haha... but really, i love the kind of music the guitar produces.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;5. I am a jack-of-all-trades person.  I can sing, dance, draw, act, play instruments, etc.  I forfeited my acting career before.  I realized that i don't really like to act.  I am also willing to sacrifice some of my skills in order to develop other skills...the arts vs. logic thing&gt;&gt; i need more of the logic, verbal, communication skills right now.  Unknown to many, I find it hard to articulate after i immersed myself in some art stuff, so, I distance myself from sketching/drawing/painting/photoshopping too much... :c &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. for the C people: my official nickname is Faye.  I opted to use Annie in lawcshool because it is closer to my real name, hence, preventing instances of people asking "who is anniefair?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. When I am in a crisis or in the middle of a big problem, i sleep.  hehe... It's my way of relieving stress and clearing my mind.  When I wake up, I don't feel so panicky as before and I can make more rational decisions.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. A friend once called me "The Great Shock Absorber."  i really don't know why.  Personally,  i'de rather be called "Faye-chan the Great" :P   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. i am addicted to Payless pancit canton... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10.  Addicted to humorous comic strips such as beerkada, Pugad Baboy, Garfield, Kiko Machine, etc.  i am currently reading Calvin and Hobbes right now...    &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i am tagging all people who read this post... &lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-2889873507458032502?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2889873507458032502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=2889873507458032502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2889873507458032502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2889873507458032502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/08/taggedagain-there-should-be-some.html' title='tagged...again... there should be some immunity factor to this...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-4359994455476837578</id><published>2008-08-10T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T07:54:29.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>And I know&lt;br&gt; That you don't have the strength to fight&lt;br&gt; But do you have the faith to stand...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Steven Curtis Chapman&lt;br&gt; Believe Me Now&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-4359994455476837578?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4359994455476837578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=4359994455476837578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/4359994455476837578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/4359994455476837578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-6044386329678784997</id><published>2008-08-08T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T03:40:29.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>over and done with...</title><content type='html'>  My blockmates and I had our Legal Method Midterms awhile ago.  It was our first midterms as UP Law school students.  I don't know how the others have fared, but I think the exam was fine.  It was not uber hard as I thought it would be, but nonetheless, my hand ached because of it.  I think it is still aching now... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, after the exams, I hurriedly left for home.  Usually, post-exam moments are the best moments to celebrate with friends.  During my undergrad years, a post-exam of a grueling Philo 11 course is celebrated at the nearby Go Nuts Donuts where my friends and I would laugh at the silliest and corniest jokes.  I don't think that we will still laugh at those jokes given a different situation where all our brain neurons were not so abused.  What the heck, it was fun.  Back then.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But after our midterms, I just decided to go home and rest awhile.  I was a bit sleep deprived because I have to prepare for the exam and all that (I bet all of us were).  So, that's what I did.  I went home and sleep.  I got myself out of bed just now.  And now, now is the time to do what I should have done weeks ago...watch Heroes!  Read comics! Surf the net!   Hehe... I swear I will not touch anything acad related today! No way! Bukas na ulit... ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-6044386329678784997?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6044386329678784997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=6044386329678784997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6044386329678784997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6044386329678784997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/08/over-and-done-with.html' title='over and done with...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-4308534010927748913</id><published>2008-08-01T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T07:14:18.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All hail UPCAT</title><content type='html'>Wooh!! Because the UP Diliman will be having the UPCAT tomorrow, we, its denizens, will have no classes for tomorrow! Yey!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, speaking of UPCAT, I used to wait for the UPCAT, ask around who are the brave individuals who dareds to take the qualifying exam, wait around for the results and check whose lucky names are written on the bulletin boards at the OUR.  That's because as far as I am concerned, there are names that I wanted to see written on those boards.  There are people a year or two my junior that i wanted to pass the UPCAT.  However, since it has been four freaking years since I graduated from highschool, I don't personally know the takers anymore, and that made it less exciting for me.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In any case, we still get to have a day off.  Wheeee!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-4308534010927748913?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4308534010927748913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=4308534010927748913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/4308534010927748913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/4308534010927748913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-hail-upcat.html' title='All hail UPCAT'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-3713733041428796879</id><published>2008-07-31T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T08:00:57.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>advance degree</title><content type='html'>two of my classmates already took this test... guess what the results were???&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black;font-size: 14pt;" face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Get a JD (Juris Doctor)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/jd.jpg" width="100" height="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You're logical, driven, and ruthless.&lt;br&gt;You'd make a mighty fine lawyer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatadvanceddegreeshouldyougetquiz/"&gt;What Advanced Degree Should You Get?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Really freaky, I'll say...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-3713733041428796879?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3713733041428796879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=3713733041428796879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3713733041428796879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3713733041428796879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/07/advance-degree.html' title='advance degree'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-6711860865213328991</id><published>2008-07-29T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T08:33:03.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bum day</title><content type='html'>I am uber sleepy, but I can't sleep yet.  I am waiting for my laptop to download something and it is taking forever to do so.  Haay... I haven't done anything substantial today.  well, at least after I arrived home.  I just bummed around the house, surf the net, check on my muliply and mails... Yep.  I have a death wish...  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-6711860865213328991?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6711860865213328991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=6711860865213328991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6711860865213328991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6711860865213328991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/07/bum-day.html' title='Bum day'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-2186465663748569630</id><published>2008-07-26T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T09:48:01.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friends, introversion, snobbery</title><content type='html'>  Usual friends come and say "hi,"&lt;br&gt;True friends go, but never say goodbye...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i made that one up when I was a 3rd year (or was it 4th year??) highschool student.  Our teacher gave us a project where we  have to make our own friendship quotation, for whatever purpose it will serve us.  Anyway, that was the one I came up with.  It's not that I utterly believed it then.  Come on, it was highschool.  The friends i got back then have been with me for more or less a decade (we've been together since kindergarten).  I was what some people call a "fossil."  I got a gold medal for the loyalty award.  Ergo, I don't really know that I will live by that quote when it comes to my friends.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My friends unanimously declared that I have no conception of a cellphone, which is very peculiar since I have had 5-7 cellphones in my entire life.  However, I don't really blame them for saying so since I rarely answer text messages and phone calls,  (I have changed, I swear!!).  You see, BACK THEN, i rarely reload my phone and it being usually on silent mode made it hard for me to notice calls.  All in all, I don't communicate via my cellphone much.  I don't text people with forwarded messages (unless it is absolutely funny that i am compelled to share it with others), and i only text people when it is absolutely important.  I don't chat with friends thru my cellphone (that I do using Yahoo Messenger...it is much cheaper...).  Generally speaking, I don't get to stay connected with my friends and know the nitty-gritty of their lives.  Such is the case with my highschool friends.  Well, that is until this morning...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was reading the Legal Method cases this morning when I received the text that my HS friends* are meeting at Trinoma today to have dinner and to chat.  As I have said earlier, I don't really keep in touch with my friends, and the last time that I saw some of them was four freaking years ago (yep, during our HS graduation).  I agreed to come since Trinoma is 15 minutes away and I have no more classes.  Besides, tomorrow is a Sunday.  i was hoping that someone will treat us, but apparently, we were all paying.  Anyway, the agenda for the meeting was simple--eat and chat, and we did just that.  The agenda in itself is not grand.  We spend a little over a hundred bucks since we are all going bankrupt (or is it just me?).  Nothing really special.  However, we were still able to have some fun.  I guess at the end of the day, it is the presence of those dear to you that really matters and not what you are supposed to be doing.  I hope that i will still be able to go out with them during the later part of the semester... *sigh*          &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;_____________&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Since I am already writing about my really fantastic interpersonal skills, I might as well let it all out.  Besides, I want to make this blog entry and absurdly long one (like the Javellana Case) in order to discourage people from reading it...haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, I feel that I am missing so many things with my block.  I know that there is a lot going on right now.  People are studying together, chatting together, going to movies together, etc.  Lately, I have been absenting myself from all of these.  Don't get me wrong.  I love my block.  They are the best block in the whole UP Lawschool (or so i think.).  Kidding aside, whatever negative impressions that I have during my first days in this block are history.  First impressions, and not to mention prejudices, are oftentimes wrong.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh well, I guess i only have myself to blame.  Me and my introvert tendencies.  i get them at times.  As a matter of fact, i sometimes wish that I could shut myself away from the rest of the world where I won't have to talk to other people anymore.  My introverted tendencies give the impression that i am snobbish.  I assure you, I am NOT snobbish, I might look like it, but I am not.  I just don't get to smile cheerily everyday and greet each and everyone hello.  Besides, once somebody engages me in a conversation, I usually revert to my usual smiling face...Ne?  i might be a LITTLE bit introverted but  i am not snobbish... ^_^V                  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*note: the above use of term is for classification purposes ONLY.  It does not mean that it is only during HS that we were friends... just to be clear...&lt;br&gt;        &lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-2186465663748569630?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2186465663748569630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=2186465663748569630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2186465663748569630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2186465663748569630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends-introversion-snobbery.html' title='friends, introversion, snobbery'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-5375213733905628701</id><published>2008-07-21T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T02:54:25.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>invoking my right to nonself-incrimination</title><content type='html'>Bwahahahaha!!! i feel really wicked! I was finally able to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;purchase &lt;/span&gt;a license that will last for one whole year! After so many failed attempts, I finally succeeded.  Before this, I simply subscribe  to one anti-v trial version to another... bwahahahahaha!!!  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-5375213733905628701?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5375213733905628701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=5375213733905628701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5375213733905628701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5375213733905628701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/07/invoking-my-right-to-nonself.html' title='invoking my right to nonself-incrimination'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-99984270893683171</id><published>2008-07-05T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T07:46:37.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because everybody is doing it...</title><content type='html'>  &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.free-iqtest.net" title="Mensa IQ Test"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.free-iqtest.net/images/badges2/l145.gif" alt="Mensa IQ Test" width="200" border="0" height="100"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Free-IQTest.net - &lt;a title="Mensa IQ Test" href="http://www.free-iqtest.net"&gt;Mensa IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-99984270893683171?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/99984270893683171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=99984270893683171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/99984270893683171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/99984270893683171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/07/because-everybody-is-doing-it_05.html' title='because everybody is doing it...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-2826276322597084774</id><published>2008-07-05T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T07:41:20.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because everybody is doing it...</title><content type='html'>  &lt;a href="http://www.free-iqtest.net" title="Mensa IQ Test"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.free-iqtest.net/images/badges2/l145.gif" width="200" height="100" alt="Mensa IQ Test" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Free-IQTest.net - &lt;a title="Mensa IQ Test" href="http://www.free-iqtest.net"&gt;Mensa IQ Test&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-2826276322597084774?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2826276322597084774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=2826276322597084774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2826276322597084774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2826276322597084774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/07/because-everybody-is-doing-it.html' title='because everybody is doing it...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-2083029855760990445</id><published>2008-06-24T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T06:45:34.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;It started out as a feeling&lt;br&gt;Which then grew into a hope&lt;br&gt;Which then turned into a quiet thought&lt;br&gt;Which then turned into a quiet word&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And then that word grew louder and louder&lt;br&gt;'Til it was a battle cry&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'll come back&lt;br&gt;When you call me&lt;br&gt;No need to say goodbye&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just because everything's changing&lt;br&gt;Doesn't mean it's never&lt;br&gt;Been this way before&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All you can do is try to know&lt;br&gt;Who your friends are&lt;br&gt;As you head off to the war&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pick a star on the dark horizon&lt;br&gt;And follow the light&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You'll come back&lt;br&gt;When it's over&lt;br&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You'll come back&lt;br&gt;When it's over&lt;br&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now we're back to the beginning&lt;br&gt;It's just a feeling and now one knows yet&lt;br&gt;But just because they can't feel it too&lt;br&gt;Doesn't mean that you have to forget&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let your memories grow stronger and stronger&lt;br&gt;'Til they're before your eyes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You'll come back&lt;br&gt;When they call you&lt;br&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You'll come back&lt;br&gt;When they call you&lt;br&gt;No need to say good bye&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;by Regina Spektor&lt;br&gt;_______&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For a friend who is about to leave...to follow his calling and destiny...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-2083029855760990445?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2083029855760990445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=2083029855760990445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2083029855760990445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2083029855760990445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/06/call.html' title='The Call'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-5849311284620941466</id><published>2008-06-24T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T06:15:41.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Home</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;I've got my memories&lt;br&gt; They're always&lt;br&gt; Inside of me&lt;br&gt; But I can't go back&lt;br&gt; Back to how it was&lt;br&gt; I believe now&lt;br&gt; I've seen too much&lt;br&gt; But I can't go back&lt;br&gt; Back to how it was&lt;br&gt; Created for a place&lt;br&gt; I've never known&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Chorus:&lt;br&gt; This is home&lt;br&gt; Now I'm finally&lt;br&gt; Where I belong&lt;br&gt; Where I belong&lt;br&gt; Yeah, this is home&lt;br&gt; I've been searching&lt;br&gt; For a place of my own&lt;br&gt; Now I've found it&lt;br&gt; Maybe this is home&lt;br&gt; Yeah, this is home&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Belief over misery&lt;br&gt; I've seen the enemy&lt;br&gt; And I won't go back&lt;br&gt; Back to how it was&lt;br&gt; And I got my heart&lt;br&gt; Set on&lt;br&gt; What happens next&lt;br&gt; I got my eyes wide&lt;br&gt; It's not over yet&lt;br&gt; We are miracles&lt;br&gt; And we're not alone&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; (Chorus)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And now after all&lt;br&gt; My searching&lt;br&gt; After all my questions&lt;br&gt; I'm gonna call it home&lt;br&gt; I got a brand new mindset&lt;br&gt; I can finally see&lt;br&gt; The sunset&lt;br&gt; I'm gonna call it home&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; (Chorus)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Now I know&lt;br&gt; Yeah, this is home&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I've come too far&lt;br&gt; Now I won't go back&lt;br&gt; This is home&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-Switchfoot-&lt;br&gt;___________&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A song by Switchfoot, one of my favorite bands.  I like it more when I learned that it is used in the movie The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian.  Speaking of which, I really like the movie Prince Caspian.  When I was watching the movie, I feel so nostalgic.  I have read all the seven books of the Chronicle of Narnia, but it was so long ago (not to mention hidden by tons ans tons of other matters) that I hardly feel anything towards it--well, at least until after I watched Prince Caspian.  I miss Narnia and its characters so much.  I believe this second Narnia movie is much better than the first.  I was just so moved after I watched it.  (I watched the movie 2 weeks ago... I had no intention of posting anything related to it until I found this soundtrack.  Let's just say that I felt compelled to post the song here and at the same time, write something about it...) &lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-5849311284620941466?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5849311284620941466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=5849311284620941466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5849311284620941466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5849311284620941466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-is-home.html' title='This is Home'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-7451487522296034638</id><published>2008-06-21T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T03:52:32.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagyong Frank</title><content type='html'>para sakin, may isang silbi lang ang bagyo sa mundo, at iyon ay ang kakayahan nitong magsuspindi ng klase.  Kaya naman, please,please, please, masuspindi na sana ang class.  I need the break.  Kahit na hindi ako titigil sa pag-aaral dahil ang dami ko talagang dapat gawin, it will give me more time to organize... kaya please, uhmm...(please wag ninyo akong saktan pag nagkita tayo...) bumagyo ka pa!! BAGYO PA!!! BAGYOOOOO!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;haaay...peace sa lahat ng nasasalanta ng bagyo ngayon.  I know, so selfish of me...&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-7451487522296034638?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7451487522296034638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=7451487522296034638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7451487522296034638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7451487522296034638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/06/bagyong-frank.html' title='Bagyong Frank'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-3986047952422269784</id><published>2008-06-21T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T04:55:35.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Quit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;font-weight: bold;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;Don't Quit&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;When the road you're trudging seems all up hill, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;When the funds are low and the debts are high, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;And you want to smile, but you have to sigh, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;When care is pressing you down a bit, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;Rest if you must, but don't you quit. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;Life is queer with its twists and turns, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;As everyone of us sometimes learns, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;And many a failure turns about &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;When he might have won had he stuck it out; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;Don't give up, though the pace seems slow - &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;You might succeed with another blow. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;Often the goal is nearer than &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;It seems to a faint and faltering man, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;Often the struggler has given up &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;When he might have captured the victor's cup. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;And he learned too late, when the night slipped down, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;How close he was to the golden crown. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;Success is failure turned inside out - &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;The silver tint of the clouds of doubt - &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;And you never can tell how close you are, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;It may be near when it seems afar; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit - &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt;It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;_______&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;This poem helped me get through my thesis.  Though I never really had any serious problems regarding my thesis, this poem helped me to refocus my priorities and provided the 'boost' that i needed when I am getting discouraged and annoyed from having to pester potential key informants.  Now, I'm using it again.  I'm using it again to remind me that it is not in my nature to quit.  I have never turned my back on a challenge.  Not then and not now.  I will finish what I have started--on time.  After all, it is he who put me here.  He will get me through... :D  &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Ariel Rounded MT Bold"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-3986047952422269784?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3986047952422269784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=3986047952422269784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3986047952422269784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3986047952422269784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/06/don-quit.html' title='Don&amp;#39;t Quit'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-2004333665363830232</id><published>2008-06-20T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T03:18:08.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lappy Toppy...</title><content type='html'>  Yey! Yippee!! I have a new laptop.  All thanks to my very generous dad of course.  My father was supposed to give this laptop to my younger brother.  I believe he bought this especially for him because he is an IT student and this is his tool of the trade.  However, all it took is some good old whining (to my dad) and a little persuasion (to my brother) to have this laptop.  Wait! Before you think of anything bad of me (like "what kind of older sister is she"? or "she is so selfish") let me clarify that I need this laptop very badly.  We have an unlimited wireless internet connection at home and my old laptop could not detect Wifi connections.  It would be such a huge waste, right? So there.  Moreover, I gave my old laptop to my brother and last I heard, my father is giving him a Sony Vio.  See? You don't have to pity my brother or anything... i'm such a great ate... hehe... :D    &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now that I have this laptop, I wish it will be able to motivate me to finally organize my case digests and notes... sheesh...&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-2004333665363830232?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2004333665363830232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=2004333665363830232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2004333665363830232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2004333665363830232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/06/lappy-toppy.html' title='Lappy Toppy...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1201649711843456282</id><published>2008-06-13T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T04:18:11.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>after 3 days...</title><content type='html'>katoxican to the max! parang finals week lang a... tatlong araw pa lang ang lumilipas pero ung ang amount ng readings malapit ng mag two inches ang kapal...at may dalawa pang subject ang hindi nagbibigay ng reading assignment sa lagay na yan, at para lang sa isang meeting yan.  Ang weird nga ng tingin sa amin ng mga undergrad students e.  Kami palang ata ang may bulky readings na dala habang nag-aantay ng jeep. Haay... pero kahit na, masaya ako.  Masaya ako kasi ito ang gusto kong gawin (please remind me of this statement after Leonen's make-up class on monday...).  Anyways, i agree with Ja and Faith, etc., we, in one way or another, are masochists.  Tanging konsolasyon na lang siguro namin e ung pinakamamagaling na law professors ang nagpapahirap sa'min at dumudusta sa aming pagkatao.  Put it that way, insults hurled our, or at least my, way hurt less.  Tsaka saan ka pa namamakita na bukod sa mura na ang binabayad na tuition kapalit ang magandang edukasyon e may libre pang character building (oo, character building ang positive na tawag dun...) ang mga klase.  Incredible 'di ba? Haay...oh well... i don't really have the right to blog tonight for the following reasons:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. ang make-up class ni Leonen ay sa monday na, kasabay ng Persons.  Put the reading assignments in the two courses together, it will amount to about an inch and a half thick.  &lt;br&gt;2. hindi sa akin ang laptop na gamit ko ngaun, at&lt;br&gt;3. hindi ako nagpaalam na gagamitin ko itong laptop na ito...hehe.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sige, hanggang sa susunod na stress-relief blogging session...&lt;br&gt;       &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1201649711843456282?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1201649711843456282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1201649711843456282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1201649711843456282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1201649711843456282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-3-days.html' title='after 3 days...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-8047173578511219213</id><published>2008-06-06T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T02:06:26.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Si Chi Ming Tsoi...</title><content type='html'>"Love is useless unless it is shared with another.  Indeed, no man is an isalnd, the cruelest act of a partner in marriage is to say 'i could not have cared less.' This is so because an ungiven self is an unfulfilled self.'"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- Chi Ming Tsoi vs. Court of Appeals&lt;br&gt;  Supreme Court Reports Annotated&lt;br&gt;---------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;weird. natawa talaga ako ng nabasa ko yan.  sabay tingin sa taas ng photocopy kung sample case nga ang hawak ko at hindi isang romance novel.  Anyway, worth quoting naman at matagal na rin naman akong hindi nagsusulat sa blog ko.  I'm currently savoring the last bits and pieces of my vacation, June 10 is the start my law student life.  I miss polsci already...&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-8047173578511219213?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8047173578511219213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=8047173578511219213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8047173578511219213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8047173578511219213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/06/si-chi-ming-tsoi.html' title='Si Chi Ming Tsoi...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-6703798271065762349</id><published>2008-04-11T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T04:40:39.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sherlock, Law...</title><content type='html'>   	&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="desc"&gt;Sherlock Holmes and Dr Watson were going camping. They pitched their tent under the stars and went to sleep. Sometime in the middle of the night Holmes woke Watson up and said: “Watson, look up at the stars, and tell me what you see.” Watson replied: “I see millions and millions of stars.” Holmes said: “and what do you deduce from that?” Watson replied: “Well, if there are millions of stars, and if even a few of those have planets, it’s quite likely there are some planets like earth out there. And if there are a few planets like earth out there, there might also be life.” And Holmes said: “Watson, you idiot, it means that somebody stole our tent.”&lt;/p&gt;I got the joike from above from Spikehumor.com... haha... I miss my laptop.  It has all my e-book collection of the Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.  I was planning to read it all during summer vacation but my brother borrowed my laptop.  *sigh* I guess I just have to re-download Sherlock Holmes to this PC... gaaah!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;By the way, I passed the legendary UP Law Interview.  Another hurdle blocking me from my dream carreer is down.  Thanks to all who believed in me and prayed for me (you know who you are...).  Especial thanks to Reggie for surprising Edsi-chan with that text message (refer to Eds' blog).  It is rare for me to see Edc-chan give a loud "yiiip!!," slouch in the coach, and remain wobbly-kneed (she refuses to stand and go to a nearby computer shop to verify the news ourselves) for about 30 minutes.  Hehe.... peace...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="desc"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="desc"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-6703798271065762349?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6703798271065762349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=6703798271065762349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6703798271065762349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6703798271065762349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/04/sherlock-law.html' title='Sherlock, Law...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-847925866872612227</id><published>2008-03-23T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T01:32:32.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D' Interview</title><content type='html'>It is finished!!!  Yessamuah.  It is finished!  The UP Law interview is over.  It was not so bad but only becasue I was looking forward to a "worst case scenario."  i realized long ago that preparing yourself for WCSs means that the ensuing recuperation period would be easier.  So there, for those who still have to undergo an interview, do not get yor hopes up that much.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There are three panelist.  One of them constantly nods at you as if he really understand your point, even if you are not making any sense.  One will bombard you with questions and one will antagonize/criticize your point.  They do smile, by the way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I will not relate the specific questions that they asked me.  I don't really want to bore you with the details.  But for political science students, try to gear the conversation into the field of politics (that is what we are good at) so at least, you can really answer with conviction.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, I am still in a semi-trancelike state.  I can't believe that it is indeed over.  Anyway, for those fellow interviewee, I wish you all luck, and most importantly, God Bless!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-847925866872612227?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/847925866872612227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=847925866872612227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/847925866872612227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/847925866872612227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/03/d-interview.html' title='D&amp;#39; Interview'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1562198571477994369</id><published>2008-03-16T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T22:49:46.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I blame acad requirements for this???</title><content type='html'>oh me, oh my... how stupid of me...I just now realized that I forgot to greet my mother Happy Birthday!!! It was her birthday last March 11...and it is now what?? March 17??? Waaah!!  I will not even remember it if not for the birthday reminder sent by friendster (that I have ignored for the last few times I opened my mail...) Sheez... Waaahh!  I did not know why and how it slipped my mind... I usually remember it... grr... watever...&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1562198571477994369?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1562198571477994369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1562198571477994369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1562198571477994369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1562198571477994369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/03/can-i-blame-acad-requirements-for-this.html' title='Can I blame acad requirements for this???'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-8628306682116380187</id><published>2008-03-16T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T04:14:49.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bullets</title><content type='html'>&lt;UL&gt; &lt;LI&gt;I am down to my last 6 academic requirements--163 and 196 papers, exams with the same, book review sa AS 123, and thesis--7 kung magpapa-exam si mam tim... *sigh...sana wag na...pls..pls..pls... &lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;March 18--&gt;doomsday--&gt;pasahan ng dalawang papers, exam kay mota, book review...name it...&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;one week more to go...konti na lang...koontttiiii naa laaaaaanggggg..............&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;sa 24 na pala ang interview ko sa UP Law... i feel like hyperventilating whenever I think about it.. dang!  Waaaah!!!!!!  Anxiety is killing me!!!!&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;This blogpost is what prevents me from finishing my paper...and it does so effectively... haaaay...&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;what am i going to wear sa graduation????????&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;Wala pa ring direksyon ang 196 paper ko...and I am half-way thru! Damnation!!&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;Aaaaarrrggghhh...&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;kailangan ko nang umalis sa harap ng PC na to&lt;/LI&gt; &lt;LI&gt;Gawa na ng paper...bilis!!&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/UL&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-8628306682116380187?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8628306682116380187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=8628306682116380187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8628306682116380187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8628306682116380187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/03/bullets.html' title='bullets'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-7438641542734470855</id><published>2008-03-04T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T13:56:01.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Draft Down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I finished writing the first draft of my thesis today, March 05, 2008 at 5:50 in the freaking morning!! I want sleep...I have a class at 1 pm...oh wait...that's 7 hrs and 10 minutes away... i can sleep enough... but this entry is not really about sleeping...I think its more about finishing something...Oh yeah...the first draft!! I finished it already... 75+ pages without the biblio, table of contents. abstract, appendices and stuff... I am so like poor after all this is over... don't really have ink to print... hah!  I have to go to a comp shop to print my thesis... haay...please somebody, give me HP ink with 58 and 57 or 27 and 28 cartridge numbers... i will acknowledge you in my thesis...i will...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;My back hurts.  I think I will sleep now...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;ja ne! &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-7438641542734470855?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7438641542734470855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=7438641542734470855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7438641542734470855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7438641542734470855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-draft-down.html' title='First Draft Down...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-5940645672490425979</id><published>2008-01-23T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T02:42:23.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UP LAE</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;I know that this is a bit overdue (again!).  But there are no surprises there since this is me we are talking about.  For everyone who showed their support, I thank you!  Specially those people who lent me sets of reviewers and stuff.  Me love you very much!! I passed UP LAE!! Well, the exam part...there is still the interview phase.  But still, it is a step closer to being a UP Law student.  &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;Nothing can quite compare to what I have felt when I saw my name with the other qualifiers.  I spent the day having spontaneous smiling session with myself while people are looking at me as if I am insane.  Oh well...&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I also extend my congratulations to other PolSci 08 people who passed.  There are 8 of us, I believe... UP Law School... here we come!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-5940645672490425979?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5940645672490425979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=5940645672490425979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5940645672490425979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5940645672490425979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2008/01/up-lae.html' title='UP LAE'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1028244560025282452</id><published>2007-11-29T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T07:24:03.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O_O</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://odalcaria.mypersonality.info" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/3/33944.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1028244560025282452?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1028244560025282452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1028244560025282452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1028244560025282452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1028244560025282452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/11/oo.html' title='O_O'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-7424706239154056615</id><published>2007-11-28T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T03:39:56.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>They say that History repeats itself...</title><content type='html'>Another coup d'etat attempt staged by the Oakwood mutineers disturbed the otherwise boring city life, but I will not dwell so much on that today, because there are certain details that I am not knowledgeable about.  Personally, I think the coup attempt was:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Unripe --&gt; there was not yet enough tension to stimulate the people to action.  Yeah, there are several controversies regarding corruption but it is not enough to trigger mass action since the Filipino people are so used to news pertaning to corruption.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Unoriginal --&gt; of  course, the  current mutineers  are the same  people who staged the Oakwood mutiny, but then  again,  the  arrangement  of the coup attempt  was  very similar.  They occupied a hotel, aired their withrawal of support , called for people power, failed, and like the Oakwood mutiny, it did not last a day.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3.  Unsupported --&gt; this is why it failed.  This one is also very obvious.  However, I know that many people have the same sentiments regarding the government, but they did not show their support.  Prominent people from the left are no-shows as well...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Impractical --&gt; and this is why it is unsupported.  Well, there is no clear line of action.  There was a call for people power, but that is that.  Somehow, it lacks further organization and connivance.  People, at least most of them, are very reluctant to support such actions even when they share the same sentiments, especially if there is not much mass support visible.  There should be a visible and firm support from a group of people first before other people will feel compelled to support the action. The first two attributes of the mutiny is also the reason this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What were they thinking?  For me the attempt was a waste of effort and time.  Really.  To think that the attempt was supposed to be well orchestrated.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don't get me wrong.  I know that situations like this is inevitable given that corruption in this govenrment is pervasive even in the highest echelons of government, and personally, I want change, but I am quite picky with the kind of change and the means to acquire that change. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am ultra paranoid right now.  Several conspiracy theories are running in my head, but I will not post them here yet.  I'll probably let  several days past and see things unfold before I can generate my own interpretation of things... One thing is for sure though, the administration will use this event to further justify repressive administrative mechanisms.   &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We have a curfew!! Yeah.  Coooooool...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-7424706239154056615?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7424706239154056615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=7424706239154056615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7424706239154056615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7424706239154056615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/11/they-say-that-history-repeats-itself.html' title='They say that History repeats itself...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-3780782042937303022</id><published>2007-11-27T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T05:35:44.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SST</title><content type='html'>makes my blood run cold...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=http://yoopee.multiply.com/journal/item/1380&gt;http://yoopee.multiply.com/journal/item/1380&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;grrr...&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-3780782042937303022?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3780782042937303022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=3780782042937303022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3780782042937303022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3780782042937303022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/11/sst.html' title='SST'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-5124258848105663337</id><published>2007-11-23T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T06:18:39.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch this!!</title><content type='html'>I don't know who made this video, but whoever he is, I am glad he did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://svcfmanila.multiply.com/video/item/2/Gods_Love_Letter"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise it's worth the time... :D&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Publish Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-5124258848105663337?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://svcfmanila.multiply.com/video/item/2/Gods_Love_Letter' title='Watch this!!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5124258848105663337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=5124258848105663337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5124258848105663337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5124258848105663337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/11/watch-this.html' title='Watch this!!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-179055966366171992</id><published>2007-10-26T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T06:59:03.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Weird things about me</title><content type='html'> &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;1) In the 8 facts about [you], share 8 things that your readers don't know about you. At the end, you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going. Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) At the end of the post, a blogger needs to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;note: I already answered this in my deviantart account--ergo, I will repost! hehe :P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;note again: upon checking my deviantart account, I've learned that some weird things about me no longer applies... hmm...man, I've changed...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;EIGHT FACTS YOU DON'T KNOW:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="arial, helvetica"&gt;1. I am currently writing a novel, in a very slow pace, like, a chapter per sem... no joke... T_T&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. Naming my things. example, I call my laptop lappy toppy; my cellphone, celphie; my guitar, tarry, so on and so forth. Oh, don't forget my bag, err...baggy...&lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" height="15" width="15"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 3.  searcing for people that managed to caught my attention in the internet.  They might not know this but what the heck. &lt;img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" height="15" width="15"&gt; I manage to found out the birthday of a person through this.  hehe...&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 4. doing ambigrams and anagrams of my name, sometimes others' names as well... I think I have an obsession with anagrams. Damn Dan Brown!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. I don't USUALLY use my real name in my internet accounts, but this very multiply account defied that.  Well, I don't think that I can do anything regarding this matter...&lt;/p&gt;6. I speak faye-chan language.   I sometimes wish that  more people could understand me in that language, cause I am more fluent in that...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. My current frustration is to be able to play the drums.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Singing and sleeping are my ways of relieving stress&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I tag...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Daniel, FF, ruth, jie, onyx, zai, ron, sunshine and kaye...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-179055966366171992?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/179055966366171992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=179055966366171992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/179055966366171992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/179055966366171992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/8-weird-things-about-me.html' title='8 Weird things about me'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1706745863403550989</id><published>2007-10-23T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T01:38:30.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="intelliTXT"&gt;You come to me with your scars on your wrist&lt;br /&gt;You tell me this will be the last night feeling like this&lt;br /&gt;I just came to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want you to see me cry, I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;But I know it's a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last night you'll spend alone&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eyes so I know you know&lt;br /&gt;I'm everywhere you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;The last night you'll spend alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything you need me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your parents say everything is your fault&lt;br /&gt;But they don't know you like I know you&lt;br /&gt;They don't know you at all&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick of when they say&lt;br /&gt;It's just a phase, you'll be o.k. you're fine&lt;br /&gt;But I know it's a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last night you'll spend alone&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eyes so I know you know&lt;br /&gt;I'm everywhere you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;The last night you'll spend alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything you need me to be&lt;br /&gt;The last night away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night is so long when everything's wrong&lt;br /&gt;If you give me your hand&lt;br /&gt;I will help you hold on&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last night you'll spend alone&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eyes so I know you know&lt;br /&gt;I'm everywhere you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;The last night you'll spend alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll wrap you in my arms and I won't let go&lt;br /&gt;I'm everything you need me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be your reason why&lt;br /&gt;The last night away from me&lt;br /&gt;Away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Skillet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ejeCJpwChc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ejeCJpwChc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1706745863403550989?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1706745863403550989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1706745863403550989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1706745863403550989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1706745863403550989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-night.html' title='The Last Night'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-6427148710351664346</id><published>2007-10-21T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:12:39.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem Break na!!!!!</title><content type='html'> SemBreak na! (actually, it was about three days ago now... just feeling lazy and all) Well, I have no idea abouty my grades for this sem, but I did enjoy it despite all the toxicity and stress.  Arigato, minna! :D   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-6427148710351664346?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6427148710351664346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=6427148710351664346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6427148710351664346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6427148710351664346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/sem-break-na.html' title='Sem Break na!!!!!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1585280581067253514</id><published>2007-10-12T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T07:38:12.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sembreak nasan ka?!</title><content type='html'>I am procrastinating again!!! I did everthing except memorize my speech!!! I downloaded FLV, got the 300 (GO BORDS!!) clip from youtube, watch the same with dormmates, downloaded firefox browser (it is waaaaaaaay better than IE), visit multiply (obviously), etc..etc... grrrrrr....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A quick rundown of the remaining requirements for this sem...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. That speech!! Pang-finals yun!! waaah!!&lt;br&gt;2. Thesis Proposal Draft&lt;br&gt;3. Baby Thesis&lt;br&gt;4. EXAM, Ramota style!! Waaah!!!&lt;br&gt;5. 10 pages na paper kay Doti--in Filipino... :(&lt;br&gt;6. Final Thesis Proposal&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;konti na lang..........................................&lt;br&gt;Yay, I can't wait till all this is over...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ja!!&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1585280581067253514?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1585280581067253514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1585280581067253514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1585280581067253514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1585280581067253514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/sembreak-nasan-ka.html' title='Sembreak nasan ka?!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1332398076555375875</id><published>2007-10-08T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T07:57:55.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Name meanings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;H4 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13pt"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#02034f&gt;Anniefair&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13pt"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#02034f&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: #2f2d64; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Having great personal charisma you attract many admirers and are usually surrounded by friends and loved ones. You are very much a people person enjoying conversation and much social activity. A natural leader and gifted in communication you may be drawn toward the fields of writing, speaking or public life. You are a person who needs freedom to move and a constructive outlet for your creative ideas. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13pt"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#02034f&gt;Annie&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13pt"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#02034f&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: #2f2d64; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Grace "Hebrew"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: #2f2d64; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Life is never dull with your adventurous and restless spirit. You are always on the move and seeking a new challenge to pit your wits against. Being in touch with nature you love the outdoors. You have keen intuition and a desire for knowledge and you can be something of a crusader. When you apply discipline and tenacity to your energetic mind then leadership positions are easily available to you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt; &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13pt"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#02034f&gt;Faye&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/H4&gt; &lt;H4 style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 13pt"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#02034f&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/H4&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: #2f2d64; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Fairy, elf "French"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 8.5pt; COLOR: #2f2d64; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;You have leadership ability and with your power of expression can be an influential speaker. Organisation or management would suit you. Your energy, intellect and creativity overcome any challenging situations and assure your future success. Certainly with your emotions under control there is nothing which you cannot achieve. Your faith and vitality means that love and prosperity are naturally attracted to you. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;_____&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;FONT face="Times New Roman" size=3&gt;Got this from a link.. but I forgot the URL... Tarits has the link in her blog...hunt for her site!!! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1332398076555375875?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1332398076555375875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1332398076555375875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1332398076555375875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1332398076555375875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/name-meanings.html' title='Name meanings...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-7199062498048720019</id><published>2007-10-07T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T00:27:16.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Believe Me Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Steven Curtis Chapman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I watch you looking                      out across the raging water&lt;br /&gt;                So sure your only hope lies on the other side&lt;br /&gt;                You hear the enemy that's closing in around you&lt;br /&gt;                And I know that you don't have the strength to fight&lt;br /&gt;                But do you have the faith to stand and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Believe Me now&lt;br /&gt;                Believe Me here&lt;br /&gt;                Remember all the times I've told you loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;                I am with you and I am for you&lt;br /&gt;                So believe Me now&lt;br /&gt;                Believe Me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I am the One who                      waved my hand and split the ocean&lt;br /&gt;                I am the One who spoke the words and raised the dead&lt;br /&gt;                And I've loved you long before I set the world in motion&lt;br /&gt;                I know all the fears you're feeling now&lt;br /&gt;                But do you remember who I am?&lt;br /&gt;                Do you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Believe Me now&lt;br /&gt;                Believe Me here&lt;br /&gt;                Remember all the times I've told you loud and clear&lt;br /&gt;                I am with you&lt;br /&gt;                And I am for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So believe Me now&lt;br /&gt;                Believe it's true&lt;br /&gt;                I never have, I never will abandon you&lt;br /&gt;                And the God that I have always been&lt;br /&gt;                I will forever be&lt;br /&gt;                So believe Me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I am the God who                      never wastes a single hurt that you endure&lt;br /&gt;                My words are true, and all My promises are sure&lt;br /&gt;                So believe Me now&lt;br /&gt;                Oh, believe Me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-7199062498048720019?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.christianlyricsonline.com/artists/steven-curtis-chapman/believe-me-now.html' title='Believe Me Now'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7199062498048720019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=7199062498048720019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7199062498048720019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7199062498048720019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/believe-me-now.html' title='Believe Me Now'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1393331399663765806</id><published>2007-10-07T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T00:10:07.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yey! Sa Wakas, a decent blog entry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="bodytext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I am writing because&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. weekends ngaun and for the first time this week, walang pasok bukas (sunday kasi X_X)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. I am over my laziness to write...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. something interesting happened today...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. It is conducive to write because I am using my own laptop and not a PC from a computer shop (FYI: Iive in a dormitory, internet access is usually done through rented PCs) SUGOI!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It is not that I have plenty of time to spare, it is quite the opposite.  However, I believe in the wise saying that &lt;em&gt;all work and no play make [insert name here] a dull boy/girl. (&lt;/em&gt;so? I made some revisions...) Anyway, it is good to take a break and breath from time to time.  One should not risk burn outs, right??&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yeah, about the interesting thing that happened...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Well, the UP system is currently undergoing the Hell Month phase of schooling.  It is an inevitable part of the semester which is actually the result of I-will-give-you-all-the-requirements-by-the-late-mid-sem-and-require-you-to-pass-them-all-by-the-end-of -the-sem professors. And mind you, it is as if the professors actually connived to fix the due dates on the same day!! Well, there are a few exceptions, but I believe few students will contend. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So there, I, being an ordinary student with limited resources and time is not immune to this Hell Month (please refer to the previous blog entry), and today, i found myself face to face with an impossible situation--attend the Nepomuceno class (Public International Law) without reading any of the chapters.  The required readings?? Well, a mere six chapters! Not to mention that one of the chapters is almost equivalent to 2 chapters in length!  If there's a part of the readings that I know, it would be the first chapter out of the six (chapter 10), and even with the knowledge that I have, I am not confident that I will do well in the recitation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I spend the morning thinking if I will not attend my ENLI (FYI: ENLI is a extra-curricular leadership class) lecture and read or do otherwise and jeopardize the recitation.  After serious thinking (about 2 minutes), i decided to attend ENLI and adopt a I'll-cross-the-bridge-later attitude.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;During the PIL class, our teacher decided to group us into 4, forming six groups.  Each group will discuss, within 7 minutes, a chapter that will be assigned to them.  The chapters to be assigned depends upon a highly technical process called simple random selection.  It is when a person authorized to initiate the process writes the nominal representation of the matter at hand, in our case, the chapter numbers, into a small sheet of paper approximately an inch by a half inch, fold it and put it in a container or enclosed in the palm, shakes the palm or container and have representative of the groups pick one of the sheets.  The group will discuss whatever chapter number is on the paper. (in short, bunutan...just messing with you... :P)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Upon knowing that we are to do such and given that I only know a chapter out of six, I think anyone will do as I did--wish/prayed/plead/begged/hoped to God that we get that Chapter 10!  That is the only part that my groupmates and I--save one--knew.  If we are to get the other chapters, I doubt that we will be able to a good job.        &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So after all the wishing/praying/pleading/begging/hoping, God, with all His grace and mercy, showed once again how much He cares for me.  He answered YES! And we had a happy ending! la-la-la-la-la...  Come to think of it, what are the chances that we will indeed get that chapter 10! Weeeeeh!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It seems that I was once again spared from a nasty situation back there.  Happens all the time, actually.  Sometimes, I think that it is too much pampering, but I have a sweet and loving God!  Yey!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;By the way, the seven-minute report did not materialized.  We know the chapter all too well that my groupmates and I was able to discuss the chapter in detail--about 20 minutes!! O_O  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1393331399663765806?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1393331399663765806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1393331399663765806' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1393331399663765806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1393331399663765806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/yey-sa-wakas-decent-blog-entry.html' title='Yey! Sa Wakas, a decent blog entry!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-8446828373071115535</id><published>2007-10-04T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T08:17:56.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waaaaah!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Can somebody please tell me how am I to finish a press kit, read five chapters of Public International Law and be able to actually understand what I am reading and do a research on Qatar and the UN Security Council before the sun rises tomorrow???!!! O_O&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;I have a vague feeling I am not alone though... palakihan nalang ng eyebags sa end ng sem!!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-8446828373071115535?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8446828373071115535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=8446828373071115535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8446828373071115535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8446828373071115535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/10/waaaaah.html' title='Waaaaah!!!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-3691769908172522418</id><published>2007-09-22T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T02:08:17.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's good to be informed...</title><content type='html'>  think it's everywhere already, but for those na nahuhuli na sa balita...&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://lr16.multiply.com/journal/item/29/The_PONTIFICAL_ROYAL_and_CATHOLIC_UNIVERSITY_OF_SANTO_TOMAS"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I      &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-3691769908172522418?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3691769908172522418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=3691769908172522418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3691769908172522418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3691769908172522418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-good-to-be-informed.html' title='It&amp;#39;s good to be informed...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-2840377547814934933</id><published>2007-09-22T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T21:05:48.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go UP!</title><content type='html'>This statistics is a result of the&lt;br&gt;study conducted by the Professional&lt;br&gt;Regulations Commission (PRC) and the&lt;br&gt;Commission on Higher Education (CHED),&lt;br&gt;based on the average passing in the&lt;br&gt;BOARD EXAMINATIONS OF ALL COURSES of&lt;br&gt;all universities and colleges in the&lt;br&gt;Philippines . This study is concluded&lt;br&gt;every 10 years.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Eleven schools come from Luzon , two&lt;br&gt;from the Visayas and seven from&lt;br&gt;Mindanao .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. University of the Philippines&lt;br&gt;(Diliman Campus / Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. University of the Philippines&lt;br&gt;(Los Banos Campus/ Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. University of the Philippines&lt;br&gt;(Manila Campus / Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Silliman University ( Dumaguete&lt;br&gt;City / Visayas)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. Ateneo deDavao University ( Davao /&lt;br&gt;Mindanao )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Ateneo de Manila University&lt;br&gt;( Manila / Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. University of Sto . Tomas ( Manila /&lt;br&gt;Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Mindanao State University (Iligan&lt;br&gt;Institute ofTech/ Mindanao )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Pamantasan ng Lungsod ng Maynila&lt;br&gt;(Manila/Luzon)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Saint Louis University ( Baguio&lt;br&gt;City / Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. University of San Carlos ( Cebu&lt;br&gt;City / Visayas)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. Xavier University (Cagayan de Oro /&lt;br&gt;Mindanao )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. Mindanao State University (Main /&lt;br&gt;Mindanao )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. Urios College ( Butuan City /&lt;br&gt;Mindanao )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Polytechnic University of&lt;br&gt;the Philippines ( Manila / Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. De La Salle University ( Manila /&lt;br&gt;Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. Mapua Institute of Technology&lt;br&gt;( Manila / Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. Adamson University ( Manila /&lt;br&gt;Luzon )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. Central Mindanao University&lt;br&gt;(Bukidnon/Mindanao)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. University of Southern Philippines&lt;br&gt;( Davao / Mindanao )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;if your school is one of the listed&lt;br&gt;top performing schools in the&lt;br&gt;Philippines listed above, please&lt;br&gt;repost this and be proud!  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-2840377547814934933?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2840377547814934933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=2840377547814934933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2840377547814934933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2840377547814934933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/09/go-up.html' title='Go UP!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-4843117315816639925</id><published>2007-09-22T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T04:43:01.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Only Just Begun</title><content type='html'>by Run Kid Run&lt;br /&gt;This is who we are&lt;br /&gt;2006 Tooth and nail Records&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuning: down half step Eb-Ab-Db-Gb-Bb-eb to make the D shape sound as C#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chord used:&lt;br /&gt;D     - xx0232&lt;br /&gt;G     - 320033&lt;br /&gt;Bm    - x24432&lt;br /&gt;F#m   - 244222&lt;br /&gt;Em    - 022000&lt;br /&gt;A     - x02220&lt;br /&gt;D/F#  - 2x023x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro:&lt;br /&gt;D---G---Bm--G--D--- (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;D                          G&lt;br /&gt;You'll have your ups and downs&lt;br /&gt;                      Bm&lt;br /&gt;Don't let them push you out&lt;br /&gt;    F#m                G      A&lt;br /&gt;Cause time is all you've got now&lt;br /&gt;D                          G&lt;br /&gt;Go make the best of everything you want to be&lt;br /&gt;     Bm             F#m&lt;br /&gt;With ambition pushing forward&lt;br /&gt;   G&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams upon your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain:&lt;br /&gt;A        F#m  G      A    F#m&lt;br /&gt;Though impossible it seems&lt;br /&gt;   G       A&lt;br /&gt;It's time to just believe&lt;br /&gt;   F#m     G          A&lt;br /&gt;From here on out you're just getting older&lt;br /&gt;F#m         G        A&lt;br /&gt;Pick up yourself you keep getting closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 1:&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;Let's just get it started tonight&lt;br /&gt;G                                      Bm&lt;br /&gt;All you've ever wanted its in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;          A                  G         Bm&lt;br /&gt;Just let it take you where you want to go&lt;br /&gt;          A                 G&lt;br /&gt;Just let it tell you what you want to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Chorus 1: D-----G--A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;You've got your destination&lt;br /&gt;G                                Bm&lt;br /&gt;Progress has now been made and you&lt;br /&gt;   F#m                G              A&lt;br /&gt;Will see the way you've wanted it to be&lt;br /&gt;D                   G&lt;br /&gt;We've only just begun&lt;br /&gt;                        Bm&lt;br /&gt;There's gold that lies in us&lt;br /&gt;   F#m          G&lt;br /&gt;Your hesitation's held you long enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Refrain and Chorus 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2:&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;Let's just get it started tonight&lt;br /&gt;G                                      Bm&lt;br /&gt;All you've ever wanted its in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;          A                  G         Bm&lt;br /&gt;Just let it take you where you want to go&lt;br /&gt;          A                 G&lt;br /&gt;Just let it tell you what you want to know&lt;br /&gt;Bm          A                  G(hold)&lt;br /&gt;Just let it take you where you want to go oh ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interlude 2: Em--D/F#-G (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Em           D/F#             G&lt;br /&gt;The future holds a brighter day for you&lt;br /&gt;Em        D/F#           G&lt;br /&gt;You may ask yourself tonight&lt;br /&gt;    Bm                   F#m&lt;br /&gt;Is it out of reach, out of reach,&lt;br /&gt;     G          A      Bm&lt;br /&gt;is it out of reach is it out of reach,&lt;br /&gt;     F#m          G&lt;br /&gt;out of reach, or am I? or am I?&lt;br /&gt;D                    G&lt;br /&gt;Let's just get this started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat Chorus 1 and Chorus 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I stand corrected.  The above is not a RelientK song, but they sure sounds like RelientK.  Anyway, I like the message of the song... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-4843117315816639925?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/4843117315816639925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=4843117315816639925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/4843117315816639925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/4843117315816639925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/09/weve-only-just-begun.html' title='We&apos;ve Only Just Begun'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-6859373417035027477</id><published>2007-09-11T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T06:44:28.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be My Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I've given up, on giving up slowly&lt;br&gt; I'm blending in, so you won't even know me &lt;br&gt; Apart from this whole world that shares my fate&lt;br&gt; This one last bullet you mention &lt;br&gt; Is my one last shot at redemption &lt;br&gt; Cause I know, to live, you must give your life away&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And I've been housing all this doubt &lt;br&gt; And insecurity &lt;br&gt; And I've been locked inside that house &lt;br&gt; All the while, you hold the key&lt;br&gt; And I've been dying to get out &lt;br&gt; And that might be the death of me&lt;br&gt; And even though there's no way of knowing&lt;br&gt; Where to go, I promise I'm going because&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I gotta get outta here &lt;br&gt; I'm stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake&lt;br&gt; I gotta get outta here &lt;br&gt; And I'm begging you, I'm begging you, I'm begging you to be my escape&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I've given up, on doing this alone now&lt;br&gt; Cause I've failed and I'm ready to be shown how&lt;br&gt; You SHOWED me the way, and I'm trying to get there&lt;br&gt; And this life sentence that I'm serving&lt;br&gt; I admit that I'm every bit deserving &lt;br&gt; But the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Cause I've been housing all this doubt &lt;br&gt; And insecurity &lt;br&gt; AND I'VE BEEN LOCKED INSIDE THAT HOUSE&lt;br&gt; And the while, you hold the key&lt;br&gt; And I've been dying to get out &lt;br&gt; And that might be the death of me&lt;br&gt; And even though there's no way of knowing&lt;br&gt; Where to go, I promise I'm going because&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I gotta get outta here &lt;br&gt; Cause I'm afraid that this complacency is something I can't shake, yeah&lt;br&gt; I gotta get outta here &lt;br&gt; And I'm begging you, I'm begging you, I'm begging you to be my escape&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I am a hostage to my own humanity&lt;br&gt; Self-detained, and forced to live in this mess I've made&lt;br&gt; And all I'm asking is for You to do what you can with me&lt;br&gt; But I can't ask You to give what You already gave &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Cause I've been housing all this doubt &lt;br&gt; And insecurity &lt;br&gt; And I've been locked inside that house &lt;br&gt; All the while, you hold the key&lt;br&gt; And I've been dying to get out &lt;br&gt; And that might be the death of me&lt;br&gt; And even though there's no way of knowing&lt;br&gt; Where to go, I promise I'm going because&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I gotta get outta here &lt;br&gt; I'm stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake&lt;br&gt; I gotta get outta here &lt;br&gt; And I'm begging you, I'm begging you, I'm begging you to be my escape&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I fought you for so long&lt;br&gt; I should've let you win&lt;br&gt; Oh, how we regret those things we do&lt;br&gt; And all I was trying to do was save my own skin&lt;br&gt; Oh-o, but so were you&lt;br&gt; So were you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-by RelientK&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;hr color="#cccccc" size="1"&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-6859373417035027477?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6859373417035027477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=6859373417035027477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6859373417035027477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6859373417035027477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/09/be-my-escape.html' title='Be My Escape'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-2109268719756397784</id><published>2007-09-10T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T04:37:41.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings, Rantings and Random Reflections</title><content type='html'>So many unfinished business...unmet goals...unmet deadlines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two major breaches in discipline--one concerns the Manga Deathnote, another the recent Bourne Supremacy novel.  I missed a class in ENLI on the first and an SV executive meeting on the other... note: oversleeping does not count... it is presently my only stress reliever...(Bourne:  Rest is a weapon... Z_Z)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus on my thesis!!  Mediocrity is unacceptable!  Have a back-up plan in case data gathering proves to be too difficult... don't wait for extended hand to help...do it yourself.  If there is an intellectual void, fill the gap.  Revise, revise, revise! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare for the fourth wave of toxicity... two embassy interviews... a press kit, a baby thesis, a thesis...a paper on a probable new new new world order... visit library for that... start reading the required chapters on Public International Law! Stop procrastinating!  Report on Econ 151--relatively easy... assignment on Econ 151--urgent... assignment on Orcom 109.1--more urgent!   Report on  Pol Sci  192--review  this one... SV matters--the concert... make posters! Prepare the band, the location... LCDC--pray for delegates and funds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't make it to  the level of magna... missed by .02 points... I can blame somebody for it, but  raising such a canon will only backfire... I have  a bigger fault on the matter...was not always the best of students...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAE...LAE...LAE... the  prestigious  UP Law Aptitude  Exam... questions of  what if's...  lacking  in confidence... pity parties are not welcome... prepare for UP LAE... it's the most crucial moment...so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't seen any member of my family since the first week of August...not that I see them frequently, but this is the time that I saw them least.  I feel so detached...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally trading my health for intellect... my money for more time... just a few more months and I can breath again, then on to another battlefield...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my last year at UP Manila...and God willing, I'm off to UP Law School... I'm on high gear from now on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-2109268719756397784?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2109268719756397784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=2109268719756397784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2109268719756397784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2109268719756397784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/09/ramblings-rantings-and-random.html' title='Ramblings, Rantings and Random Reflections'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1431338369727175923</id><published>2007-08-24T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T07:06:46.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine, I will update...</title><content type='html'>Exams are all piling up...thanks to typhoon Egay who suspended four days of classes (for me, including saturday...)  No offense tp Egay, that midsem sembreak was fun--lots of sleep..and sleep and sleep some more, but now, I have to make up for all the classes, and not to mention, exams, lost.  So there.  I f I were previously juggling two or three tasks, I am now juggling about five to six.  Ironically, I don't feel stressed out nor do I feel desperate, tired or any other things that I should be feeling right now...weird...  As a matter of fact, I have an exam tomorrow and I am typing myself away, and it is no ordinary exam--it is an exam that requires us to memorize verbatim the definitions of treaties, government, territory, reservations, etc., memorize whole provisions and articles and get overly familiar with cases.  Correct me if I am wrong but I am NOT YET a law student right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, at least now you know why I can't update as much as I can before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have to study now and sleep...or is it sleep now and study later??? Well, whatever... Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1431338369727175923?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1431338369727175923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1431338369727175923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1431338369727175923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1431338369727175923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/08/fine-i-will-update.html' title='Fine, I will update...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-5369963100570216195</id><published>2007-08-14T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T07:06:29.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>They said that it's bad when you update your blog for the sake of updating it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-5369963100570216195?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5369963100570216195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=5369963100570216195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5369963100570216195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5369963100570216195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/08/they-said-that-its-bad-when-you-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-5668320392250445354</id><published>2007-07-20T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T07:25:07.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I  got this from somewhere</title><content type='html'>I got this from an SV Elder's site (fossil, to be exact...don't kill me!!)  It never fails to amaze me how people take God for granted but after some devastating problems, they would blame God for it. (This applies for me as well...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I could here a lot of people say that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God does not exist because obviously, the world we are living in is in turmoil.  If there is a God and He is powerful, then he can make everything alright.  &lt;/span&gt;Well, let this passage enlighten us a bit about the matter--Why, sometimes, we hurt...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herewith at this happy time of year, a few confessions from my beating heart: I have no freaking clue who Nick and Jessica are. I see them on the cover of People and Us constantly when I am buying my dog biscuits and kitty litter. I often ask the checkers at the grocery stores. They never know who Nick and Jessica are either. Who are they? Will it change my life if I know who they are and why they have broken up? Why are they so important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who Lindsay Lohan is either, and I do not care at all about Tom Cruise's wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I going to be called before a Senate committee and asked if I am a subversive? Maybe, but I just have no clue who Nick and Jessica are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is what it means to be no longer young. It's not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next confession:&lt;br /&gt;I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees Christmas trees. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are: Christmas trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, "Merry Christmas" to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu . If people want a creche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can't find it in the Constitution, and I don't like it being shoved down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship Nick and Jessica and we aren't allowed to worship God as we understand Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are a lot of us who are wondering where Nick and Jessica came from and where the America we knew went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke; it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her "How could God let something like this Happen?" (regarding Katrina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said, "I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of recent events...terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found recently) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school. The Bible says thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about and we said OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out I think it has a great deal to do with "WE REAP WHAT WE SOW."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you laughing?&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know Ben Stein, nor Nick and Jessica.  And as the fossil has stated in her blog, there are cultural differences.  But come to think of it, his statements are compelling and reasonable.  Especially the part when it mentioned Anne Graham's response...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, I'll leave you to ponder your own thoughts....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-5668320392250445354?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5668320392250445354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=5668320392250445354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5668320392250445354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5668320392250445354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-got-this-from-somewhere.html' title='I  got this from somewhere'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1512758904848438845</id><published>2007-07-20T05:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T06:21:07.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need a reason to stop...A valid ground to claim that I am already doing to much.  There are moments that I wish that I would find oblivion..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week for me has been extraordinarily tiring... really.  I have been too stressed out without enough reason to be.  It wasn't physical tiredness however, more like spiritual and like anything spiritual, it manifest itself physically.  I felt tired even after I woke up in the morning and I felt drained to the point that I thought of those words above.  It's a scary thought for it means that the joy of serving is already missing and everything is but a drudgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have known that no matter how big the circumstances are, I WILL endure because I am not alone.  There are always people out there who cares enough to lift my mood and most importantly, HE is always with me.  That's why it is so baffling that I have felt like that during the past week.  The feeling was akin to what I felt when I was still a freshman--uncertain, lost, disturbed--and I was easily, very easily, irritated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing, however, is that I have rooted out the cause of it but I am not in the mood to discuss it here.  Ask me, when you see me and I will tell it to you, but not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there... if ever I have make anybody of you feel uncomfortable during the past week, I am deeply sorry.  As you can see, I was not my best during those times...&lt;br /&gt;_______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed my birthday.  Thanks to everyone (you know who you are) who made me feel really especial.  Let's do the ice skating thing again...when we have time and money for it! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th anniversary to my blog!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date is November 23, 2007... months away from when I first started this post.  But since I am such a nice blogger, I have forgotten all about it after I left it as a draft...poor blog entry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1512758904848438845?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1512758904848438845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1512758904848438845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1512758904848438845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1512758904848438845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/07/past-week.html' title='The Past Week'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-5533494196765419334</id><published>2007-07-09T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T04:18:54.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I've been...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/map-v1.0?abafbaakaabbaaaaafaablkfaaaakabafdafaufckkafakabufaaaaaafafgaakaabbfakfhfddcfaamaaaaaaaaaa8978" title="Lakbayan Visited Map of the Paradise Philippines" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;margin-top:5px;" src="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/grade-c-" title="Lakbayan Grade: C-" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Lakbayan grade is C-!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How much of the Philippines have you visited? Find out at &lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;Lakbayan&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;cite style="font-size:85%"&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://vaes9.codedgraphic.com"&gt;Eugene Villar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... I need to travel more often... saaad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-5533494196765419334?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5533494196765419334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=5533494196765419334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5533494196765419334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5533494196765419334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/07/where-ive-been.html' title='Where I&apos;ve been...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-8941888127711996905</id><published>2007-07-06T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T05:22:28.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement!</title><content type='html'>guys, guys...kabisado ko na ang sun number ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09223878151...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls txt me here for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm erasing this posts after two weeks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-8941888127711996905?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8941888127711996905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=8941888127711996905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8941888127711996905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8941888127711996905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/07/announcement.html' title='Announcement!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-6811616555263811573</id><published>2007-06-30T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:17:00.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNOUNCEMENT!</title><content type='html'>For all those who have my suncell number, text me there for awhile okay... Well, I lost my other phone...again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't mind it either if you'll text me my suncell number.  I haven't memorized it yet and all I know is that it starts with "0922" and ends in "5181"... If you don't know my suncell, pity you..hehe...contact roan, edsie or ron for it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't plan to tell my parents about this, so if you are my mom or dad, just pretend that you are not reading this, okay?  My birthday is coming up, yep...July 18, I won't mind a NOKIA 6101 as a gift, the black one.  Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular event hurts me more than when I lost my 3G phone, or my videocam or...hehe...that's all I manage to lose.  The rest, I managed to break into uselessness like my laptop.  But then, my laptop is old.  Anyway, I was more distraught with the loss of my 6101.  Maybe becasue this is the third time that I was outwitted...or maybe...well...I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I will replace it!! I swear I will! My family is a financial crisis right now and I won't bother them with something like this.  On top of that, I need to save for the second semester of ENLI.  So, goodluck for me.  All in all, I will need about Php6000.  Where, oh, where will I get that hefty amount of money!!!??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough is enough... Ja ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-6811616555263811573?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6811616555263811573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=6811616555263811573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6811616555263811573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6811616555263811573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/06/announcement.html' title='ANNOUNCEMENT!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-5493987541915831041</id><published>2007-06-24T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T11:35:01.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out in the Streets...</title><content type='html'>hah! i'm in a computer shop when I'm suppose to be slumbering happily on my bed dreaming of pleasant things, though nothing is out of ordinary about that.  It's just that now, I did not really plan to spend the night out in the streets of Ermita, Taft.  It's entirely my fault, by the way.  I arrive in front of the dormitory about 10 minutes past the curfew time and I don't want to warrant a violation so I just spent, and will spend, the next few hours in, first, ministop, then Wendy's and currently, in Anglo.  I plan to do some homework and research but I am currently browsing the internet just now so I'll put it off till later.  Should it be called procrastinating, I leave that up to you.  Anyway, after I printed whatever it is that I would dig out of the internet, I plan to read them inside Ministop until the dorm opens, given that I don't sleep over a pile of paper...that would be embarrassing.  I don't know if I'll sleep yet.  I believe my body will decide for itself later, inspite of what I THINK I should (or should not) do.  SV has an exec meeting at 11:30...got to keep that in mind... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I bought the continuing series of Left Behind--the Tribulation Force.  I am actually engross in it (I was reading it at Wendy's) and if only that I could feel that there are still people inside Wendy's, I would have continue reading it and boycott my suppose internet research and assignments.  That would save money and for sure, I'll be as equally delighted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't yet tell why I am way past the curfew, have I? Well, I went with the VCF peepz and stroll through the bookstores at MOA.  Didn't know that they are so passionate about books that they went to all the bookstores there--FullyBooked, PowerBooks, BookSale, National Bookstore, etc.  We also spend some time looking at cute doggies and doggie accessories and of course, eat.  Actually, it was more eat and stroll around.  Either way, I was late for the dormitory.  Somebody actually beat Edsie-chan's record at mall strolling... Edsie-chan, I promise we will do better next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am not as coherent as I was before I start this blog entry.  Well, I doubt this entry has anything coherent in it, but pardon me, it is 2:17 am and I am currently running on caffein right now.  I think I am just babbling.  Anyway, I still call this a decent blog entry.  It's been awhile since I posted something.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, on to the more serious stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in a dilemma right now.  I am no longer contended with the church that I am supposedly a member of.  Spiritual growth is one of the reason why I am considering being "adopted" to yet another church.  Come to think of it, spiritual growth is also the reason why I went out of the church where I grew up and unto the local church that I have in Bataan, only, this situation is a little, just a little, complicated.  A friend said that I should really be looking for a church that I could be rooted.  SV, after all, is a campus ministry and I can't be a student for life.  I have to find a church.  Seriously.  Anyway, so far, things are going great. I am still waiting for some affirmation/s though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last paragraph sobered me a bit, but I have to say goodbye... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja ne!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-5493987541915831041?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5493987541915831041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=5493987541915831041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5493987541915831041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5493987541915831041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/06/out-in-streets.html' title='Out in the Streets...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-6089489188488527801</id><published>2007-06-18T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T08:36:49.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAGUIO TREK!!</title><content type='html'>Anniefair A. Ausan&lt;br /&gt;Personal Testimony&lt;br /&gt;Baguio Trek 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; At the first news that we are going to Baguio for missions, I made up my mind that I am going to go, no matter what happened. There is no way that I am going to miss the Baguio Trek 2007.  My mind was so made up that I don’t  really need the consent of my parents, I merely informed them that I was going, leaving them no choice but to give me the thumbs up.  However, despite my unyielding will, there is an empty heart for what is about to happen.  By then, my heart is not really that of missions, I just know that I will go.  I have to admit though that since this is my first time in the mission field, I am apprehensive about what is going to happen, but other than that, my heart remained uncaring.  That is, until I set foot at the little Day Care Center of Ambiong, our designated Muslim community.  There are about 30-40 Muslim children there, and at the moment we entered their room, we could already hear the excitement in their voices.  They are waiting for us. &lt;br /&gt;The program that we held for the Muslim children are what I could honestly call Spirit-led, for there is no really tangible program for the day.  We are supposed to do some games, then sing, a skit and some crafts, but even as we are on the taxi bound for Ambiong, we are still in the middle of planning.  It is a good thing that Kuya Dave told us that the disciples has only one tangible thing on their plan—to Go!  And go we did, not really knowing what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;  I could say that the day went along fine since the children are laughing every now and then, especially during the skit where my part is limited to the narration.  We performed the story about Abraham and Isaac and the kids laugh the hardest when Alvin played the donkey part!  And yeah, I believe they learned a moral in the story as well…  For the ending part, I taught the children origami, the art of Japanese paper folding.  I taught them how to do a heart.  They seem to like it, and we part with happy faces.&lt;br /&gt; After my first experience at evangelism and missions, I could feel that there’s a renewed fire in me.  It seems that it is not only the kids who benefited from the experience but also us, me to be exact.  I remember what my one of my co-Baguio trekker said (or was it Kuya Dave?), he said that we can’t really share something that we don’t have.  Simply put, if you don’t have Jesus in your heart, then you can’t really share Him to others.  That’s why I am glad that after the Ambiong experience, I am eager to go back again (we were scheduled to go back the next day) and share to the kids Isa Almasi (Jesus Christ in Muslim).  I praise God that it only took me a day in the mission field to rid myself of the apathy.  My heart was eager to go back.&lt;br /&gt; After the eagerness to go back, my heart was once again challenge by the next agenda on the list—stranger evangelism!  Well, compared to the Ambiong experience, stranger evangelism is much scarier and heart wrenching.  We are to go to SM Baguio and witness to people on a personal level.  We used the salvation bracelet (though we called it the Gospel Bracelet) as a way to present the gospel to the people that we will meet.  Like the biblical example, we have gone in pairs and Cedrix was my designated partner.  Fortunately, we were able to get out of the Mall alive, and a few experience points in evangelism.  For my part, I learned several practical things in evangelism, and realized dozen other insights.  However, the most important thing I learned about the experience is total reliance on God and how powerful prayer really is.  Total reliance because practically we have no inkling what’s going to happen.  I mean, SM Baguio is big and there are a lot of people, the questions who you will approach and how, then afterwards how to go with the conversation and all.  The real challenge is when you are just about to start conversing with the person, trying to prove that your motives are pure.  Only then will they really listen to you and what you are saying.  &lt;br /&gt; Inside, I learned another meaning for the phrase “total reliance to God”, because aside from the more objective part of the evangelism, I need total reliance to God in my inward self as well.  My first stranger evangelism is one of the moments that I totally feel that I can do nothing.  That I am powerless and that we will spend the whole day in SM Baguio and still, I won’t be able to do it if I were to rely on me.  I simply can’t do it.  I have to get my strength and encouragement from God.  Ironically, this is also the moment that I learned the power of prayer.  Before we start, Cedrix and I prayed to God to lead us, to give us strength and encouragement, etc., It is also a blessing that the word “GO!, no matter what happened”, is already etched in my mind.  It tells us that what matter is that we obey.  No matter what happened, whether the person has rejected us or insulted us, the important thing is that we have obeyed and witnessed to Christ’s name.  It is not us they are rejecting or insulting anyway, so we just have to go.  For sure it helped us during our stranger evangelism experience.  &lt;br /&gt; We have also realized how pitiful the general situation of people really is.  Many are living a comfortable life, with a false security that they will go to heaven.  Generally, the people have no idea how bad their situation is and that they are not bound for heaven but for hell.  Truly, living in a country where the Gospel is supposed to be dominant does not ensure that the people are saved.  As a matter of fact, the people in SM Baguio are just as lost as the people in the Muslim communities that we have visited.  We were also able to meet Christians through our evangelism, more or less, they are inspired by the example that we have given and somehow, (and we pray), that they do it also.  We explained to them the bracelet and gave them some so that they could witness too.  It feels good to know that at the very least, our action served as an inspiration to fellow Christians!  &lt;br /&gt; The Baguio Trek took two days of traveling, a dozen times hike on a 70° inclined plane back and forth, two mornings of reaching out to muslim communities, three afternoons of sharing the gospel to strangers at malls, parks and shopping centers, a night of rowing boats, almost non-stop picture taking here and there, many planted gospel seeds, continuous forming and strengthening of friendships, getting wet in the pouring rain once or twice, several saved souls, eating chicken and chicken related menus for every meal, eating the meager ration of bread with peanut butter and jelly every morning, cold showers every now and then (the rest are hot showers, of course), a morning devoted for the culminating festivities, another morning devoted to touring Baguio, a lunch at Ate Dot’s house and of course, the continuous seeking of the Lord’s guidance, without which, I don’t think we could have survived.  All these experience, and a lot unwritten more, happened in just five days, but I believe that the implications are those that would last a lifetime and the life after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-6089489188488527801?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6089489188488527801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=6089489188488527801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6089489188488527801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6089489188488527801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/06/baguio-trek.html' title='BAGUIO TREK!!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-498496981931125603</id><published>2007-06-08T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T03:11:10.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys. i'll be posting a my Baguio Trek testimony soon, so wait for it.  By "soon", as people close to me already know, I mean days, weeks, months, though not necessarily years... so REALLY wait for it.  Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have watch Shrek 3 and I was laughing the whole time.  I know some people will say otherwise, but I guess I'm just that easy to please.  That, or there is something wrong with the others... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my favorite part is when the scene when Pinocchio is being interrogated! Haha...Speak about evading to lie while holding the truth. I have a feeling that some of our politicians follow after Pinnochio's example (or is it the other way around?).  Also, I like it when puss danced during the credits... yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish our internet connection will stop jerking around so that I could browse without worries that the next page will display "page cannot be displayed". Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-498496981931125603?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/498496981931125603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=498496981931125603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/498496981931125603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/498496981931125603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-93601012006748058</id><published>2007-06-05T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T06:21:53.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogging! Browsing!! I've been deprived much over the past three weeks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-93601012006748058?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/93601012006748058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=93601012006748058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/93601012006748058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/93601012006748058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/06/blogging-browsing-ive-been-deprived.html' title=''/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-3650735136696778199</id><published>2007-05-23T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T07:35:46.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm  One with the Pirates' Cause</title><content type='html'>...because of Johnny Depp!!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...obviously, I have watched Pirates of the Carribean: At the World's End, and if I had been cruel, I would have posted some spoilers already.  But since I am a nice person and I am already tired, I won't.  I won't even make a freaking review because I'm feeling tired and lazy already.  However, I recommend that you watch it.  Personally, I want to watch it again... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go pirates!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll sleep now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-3650735136696778199?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3650735136696778199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=3650735136696778199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3650735136696778199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3650735136696778199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-one-with-pirates-cause.html' title='I&apos;m  One with the Pirates&apos; Cause'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-8899919416570344251</id><published>2007-05-22T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T04:56:00.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Electoral Rantings!</title><content type='html'>I'm in NAMFREL right now and I have the guts to open my blog and even post something now.  I just have to get this out of my mind and system, lest I won't be able to function properly.  Again, I have to get this out of my system...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so pissed out by our system of election! Not only that, the way THEY disrespect the people's choice! I mean, come on! Who would believe that we have a clean election?  Since I am in NAMFREL and the T.V. here is constantly on ABS-CBN or the GMA news update, we are constantly bombarded by allegations of election fraud.  Good thing, commonsense will tell you that indeed, this election is a far cry from a clean and honest election that we are hoping for! Bad thing, well, common sense is not enough evidence at court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would blame me for being irritated right now?  It is obvious that the administration is doing everything in its power to push the TU candidates to the top 12 in the senatorial race.  If there's a smoke, there's fire.  Ironically, a certain school (or precinct!) did get caught on fire...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm irritated simply because if there's cheating in the electoral process, the legitimacy of the administration concerned will always be in question and political stability will be hard for us to have.  I don't think I should lecture about the relationship of political stability and economical stability...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I have a feeling that the streets will be flooded once more with shouts and barrages... Personally, I can't really blame them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... now that's out, I have to get to work...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-8899919416570344251?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/8899919416570344251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=8899919416570344251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8899919416570344251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/8899919416570344251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/05/electoral-rantings.html' title='Electoral Rantings!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-7377254406417855580</id><published>2007-05-06T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T05:34:00.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAGUIO TREK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;SVCF U.P. MANILA 2007&lt;br /&gt;FAITH &amp; FUN OLYMPICS BAGUIO 2007&lt;br /&gt;FAITH, FUN, FESTIVAL = F3 `07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;WHAT:&lt;/b&gt; To Baguio for 5 days, to link up with OMF M2m ministries with 3&lt;br /&gt;groups and to link up with 3 ABCCOP etc. churches for f3 time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;WHERE&lt;/b&gt;: At &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Baguio&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; we stay for 2 nights together and for 2 nights at 3&lt;br /&gt;church families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;WHEN&lt;/b&gt;: Leave &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Manila&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; at 6 am, Monday, May 27th. Return at 1 pm,&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, May 31st.&lt;br /&gt;(Registration begins on Jun 4.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;WHO:&lt;/b&gt; This is a SVCF UP &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Manila&lt;/st1:place&gt; initiative, so from a maximum total of&lt;br /&gt;15. 10 members can be from UP &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Manila&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; , and 2 each from UP Diliman and&lt;br /&gt;Los Banos. In Baguio the team will link up with IVCFers Baguio, IVCF&lt;br /&gt;Grads Baguio, IVCFers who live in Baguio, etc., and 3 churches and&lt;br /&gt;3M2M OMF groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;COST:&lt;/b&gt; Total Php 1500. This outreach is not subsidized by IVCF but our&lt;br /&gt;responsibility. The total cost could be reduced because staying with&lt;br /&gt;families. Cost includes bus return/stay/meals/5 days of jeep&lt;br /&gt;rides…See Finance and Fasting Challenge below…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;WHY:&lt;/b&gt; Because of the SVCF U.P. Manila Motto:&lt;br /&gt;To Exalt and Enjoy Him together&lt;br /&gt;To Equip Servant Leaders&lt;br /&gt;To Extend His Gospel Kingdom&lt;br /&gt;Because of IVCF Basics:&lt;br /&gt;Worship, Discipleship, Evangelism, and Mission.&lt;br /&gt;To assist IVCF linked churches and M2M Ministries&lt;br /&gt;To unite/bond the SVCF team (before a new school year)&lt;br /&gt;To take back to campus (for a new school year) this outreach concept&lt;br /&gt;To become an annual post KC pre New School year outreach nationally.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Microsoft Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;PROGRAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Microsoft Sans Serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;MAY 27&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Manila&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; at 6 am. Victory Bus Station Cubao. Don't be late!!!&lt;br /&gt;Arrive at &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Baguio&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; at noon (bring your own lunch)&lt;br /&gt;Sightseeing!! Yeah! :D&lt;br /&gt;ABCCOP church for a meal, introductions, orientation, fellowship,&lt;br /&gt;planning... sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;MAY 28&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divide into 3 teams linked with 3 M2M groups in different areas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. English teaching, math, etc.&lt;br /&gt;b. Handicraft teaching&lt;br /&gt;c. fun and games&lt;br /&gt;d. creative activities skits/testimonies/dance/sing/ethnics&lt;br /&gt;e. befriending and follow up in Baguio in afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;MAY 29&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F3 and Bracelet outreach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F3--&gt;Faith, Fun, Festival: use of games, singing, Bible talk and&lt;br /&gt;visual aids, bible stories and food to reach out to people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bracelet--&gt;a bracelet with 5 colors used for evangelism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evaluation and Report in the evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;MAY 30&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F3 and Bracelet Outreach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joint evangelism meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;MAY 31&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Morning! YEY!&lt;br /&gt;Leave &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Baguio&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; at 1 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;NOTE! NOTE! NOTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADOPT-A-TREKKER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who cannot go, please support the activity! None of us could&lt;br /&gt;participate at KC, let's divert our energy to this activity. We are&lt;br /&gt;PIONEERING this activity. So we really need your support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can support us through finances (one trekker cost php 1500),&lt;br /&gt;prayer and fasting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-7377254406417855580?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7377254406417855580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=7377254406417855580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7377254406417855580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7377254406417855580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/05/baguio-trek.html' title='BAGUIO TREK!!'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1012340969707390306</id><published>2007-05-01T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T05:05:01.388-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Check</title><content type='html'>I guess it is now time to come face to face with myself. In about a year I would be graduating.  But honestly, I don't feel competent enough to be financially independent.  That's a reason why I want to go to UP Law School,  I don't want to earn my own money yet.  I still want to be a student.  I am not yet ready to "leave the nest", though not that literally.  I mean, I live away from home.  I love being independent--socially, emotionally, etc.  However, I still don't want to work.  I still want to have my allowance every week.  Simply put, I want to remain a burden to my parents.  (That didn't come out right, did it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all my other friends are wanting to work and be financially independent, here I am dreading the day that I have to be one.  Tsk..tsk... something is definitely wrong with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The confidence thingy is still low.  It is hard to keep your self-esteem up when most of your friends reap 1.0 on their classcards.  I don't mean this the bad way.  They deserve it, more than anybody else.  I have seen them in action and I am a living proof that they deserve their grades!  However, these sort of things have an implication on me.  I want to strive harder and be at my best, but I never had enough momentum.  My self-esteem really sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I dare not say this out loud.  I am, afterall, a-jack-of-all-trade-master-of-none type of person.  I can't complain, lest God remove my other gifts.  *sigh* Sometimes I just wish that I can do something more than the average.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1012340969707390306?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1012340969707390306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1012340969707390306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1012340969707390306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1012340969707390306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/05/self-check.html' title='Self Check'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-2913340243541846087</id><published>2007-05-01T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T04:41:09.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>I've been visiting my private blog again. (It's a private blog so don't bother asking for the URL... it is not wor&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;th yo&lt;/span&gt;ur time to search for it either so just leave it, okay?)  Well, I can't believe I wrote those things in there.  It makes me look back and think if I were really in such a stupid state back at those times that I wrote things like that... for starters, let me quote some things that I said back then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i'm so damned pathetic... I feel like a rubbish... worst yet... an invisible, pathetic rubbish... with no value at all... that's how i feel...inside. I wish i could live in my own fantasy...where i can be what i want to be...where i don't have to be invisible at all... where everybody notice me and where damnable keyboards with stiff keys don't exist!!! God!! I hate this keyboard... it's making my typing a lot harder!!! I feel like a nobody... maybe that's what i am..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;See what I mean.  That's pathetic right?  Haha... makes me want to laugh now.  I can't believe I wrote something like that.  Without my private blog, I wouldn't be able to remember that I was ever in this kind of state.  Anyway, my private blog has been stagnant for...a year? I don't know, can't remember.  I don't have enough resolve (or problems) to write some entry in it either.  I guess I'll be sticking to this blog for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I believe there will be...err...people who are caught off guard by this kind of revelation (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What? Si Faye nag-iinarte?&lt;/span&gt;).  Please, even though my utterly cool facade radiates strength and invincibility (or apathy), I want you to know that I am human as well.  Even though I hate it, I am also prone to bouts of depression and self-pity- especially at times that I don't have money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Since I am now satisfied with my blabbering, I will leave you now to wonder what else I've written on my private blog...hehe...*wink *wink...  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-2913340243541846087?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2913340243541846087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=2913340243541846087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2913340243541846087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2913340243541846087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/05/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-5228241886966136502</id><published>2007-04-20T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T07:21:13.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Held &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Natalie Grant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two months is too little.&lt;br /&gt;They let him go.&lt;br /&gt;They had no sudden healing.&lt;br /&gt;To think that providence would&lt;br /&gt;Take a child from his mother while she prays&lt;br /&gt;Is appalling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who told us we’d be rescued?&lt;br /&gt;What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares?&lt;br /&gt;We’re asking why this happens&lt;br /&gt;To us who have died to live?&lt;br /&gt;It’s unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;This is what it means to be held.&lt;br /&gt;How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life&lt;br /&gt;And you survive.&lt;br /&gt;This is what it is to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;And to know that the promise was&lt;br /&gt;When everything fell we’d be held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hand is bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;We want to taste it, let the hatred NUMB our sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;The wise hand opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;This is what it means to be held.&lt;br /&gt;How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life&lt;br /&gt;And you survive.&lt;br /&gt;This is what it is to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;And to know that the promise was&lt;br /&gt;When everything fell we’d be held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;If hope is born of suffering.&lt;br /&gt;If this is only the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;This is what it means to be held.&lt;br /&gt;How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life&lt;br /&gt;And you survive.&lt;br /&gt;This is what it is to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;And to know that the promise was&lt;br /&gt;When everything fell we’d be held.&lt;br /&gt;This is what it is to be loved.&lt;br /&gt;And to know, that the promise was when everything fell, we'd be held&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ooOoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;    I haven't heard this song till now for two main reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    1.  I have not charged my mp3 player for quite awhile now.&lt;br /&gt;    2.  I just resumed listening to lauchcast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I miss the pleasure of relaxing and listening to the music I love.  By the way, I love contemporary christian music better than other genres.  I guess I've been so busy with my academic life that I forgot this relaxing habit. &lt;br /&gt;    Also, we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost &lt;/span&gt;finish polling  the Sto. Niño de Coastal area of Don Galo.  Luckily by Monday we could really finish it and start with the Riverside Area.  I was so tired when I got home that I slept until eight pm.  *Whew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-5228241886966136502?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5228241886966136502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=5228241886966136502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5228241886966136502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5228241886966136502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/04/held-natalie-grant-two-months-is-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-3935332217942623253</id><published>2007-04-17T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T06:31:02.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of School... Literally</title><content type='html'>It would probably do me some good if I were to do my practicum journal now rather than type my thoughts away, but I haven't post for awhile and I don't want to make my blogging a monthly habit.  There are only about five people who read my blog, I don't want that number to decrease any further...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the fourth day of our practicum at Baranggay Don Galo's over.  We will do a census at the same area by thursday.  The only problem so far is that it is so hot these days.  We are really afraid of having a heat stroke everytime we have to get out of the baranggay hall during noon time.  I also  forgot to buy an umbrella and I don't have a cap either.  I guess I can't avoid my body's defense compulsion via melanin production.  (that's the smart way of saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mangingitim ako!!!&lt;/span&gt;)  Please somebody, give me an umbrella!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my 2nd to the last classcard.  So far I doing okay... here is the list of my grades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS 180--1.5&lt;br /&gt;PS 182--1.75&lt;br /&gt;ECON 115--1.25&lt;br /&gt;ECON 109--1.0&lt;br /&gt;PHILO 171 (Ethics)--1.25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still son't have my classcard in PS 178 where Abaya is my professor.   If  you are  in the mood to compute, you will find out that Abaya holds the key whether I'll be a US or a CS this sem and that is not a good thing.  I only need 1.75 to be qualified and honestly, I would already be happy to have that grade.  Well, whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Tuazon is my professor in PS 180 and 182.  If you know him or heard about him, you'll probably have a guess as to the volume of our reading materials.  Personally, I like the way Sir Tuazon handle the subject.  Even though he doesn't have an MA, you could sense that he knows what he is teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to Ethics, I was really surprised with my grades.  I was only expecting a 2.o and I would have been happy with a 1.75.  The name of the subject (Ethics) might make it feel that the course is easy but it was not.  The reading materials rival that of Sir Tuazon!  The final exam in itself sould kill somebody eventhough it's a take home exam already...  I know others got a 5 on their exams and somebody on our class has to take the subject again. tsk...tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econ 115 is not really eventful, only some laughing moments now and then. (wonder why? :D)&lt;br /&gt;Econ 109 on the other hand almost killed me.  My professor in this subject is Prof. Ponsaran and he has some reputation too.  However, all the sleepless nights and suspended terrorism paid off.  When I become a professor, I will use suspended terror too!! Bwahahahahaha!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, I guess that's everything about my acads this semester.  I want to forget about them especially the troubles. I would, however, treasure all the things that I have learned, academically or not.  Fourth year, here I come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-3935332217942623253?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3935332217942623253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=3935332217942623253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3935332217942623253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3935332217942623253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/04/out-of-school-literally.html' title='Out of School... Literally'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-5222295320063684693</id><published>2007-03-26T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T05:59:24.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am days away from enjoying my vacation, not that I have one with my Summer Practicum waiting for me after my suffering inside the class...but at least, it's a change of environment.  I'll be staying at Alex's house here in Paranaque since the office (if it is even one), is just meters away from here.  It is saddening though, I won't be able to see my family this vacation.  I do miss them, but when I look at my schedule, it's impossible to go home even for a week.  Sad... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is already pestering me about my schedule and I can't tell her because there is no fix schedule yet.  I want to go home and relax even for sometime.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime the word LAE is used, I always feel uneasy.  Maybe because the date of me actually taking it is drawing closer.  I am not yet confident that I can easily pass it.  I don't know if I simply lack self confidence or this is just the manifestation of my real capacity.  Waaaah!!!  I want to believe that I have what it takes to be able to enter UP Law School and be a lawyer someday.  There are so many people expecting so much.  The pressure is mounting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-5222295320063684693?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/5222295320063684693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=5222295320063684693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5222295320063684693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/5222295320063684693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-days-away-from-enjoying-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1558549119998759932</id><published>2007-02-19T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T03:09:13.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Again...</title><content type='html'>Well, hi everybody! Yeah, I am actually blogging right now.  Yep! I've finally found some time to fulfill my role as a blogger.  You can congratulate me later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new?  I've found out something very...well, let's say that's hard to know.  It's YOU GET TIRED WHEN YOU WORK AND WORK.  Yep.  You actually get tired when your teachers are killing you with paper works and stuff.  My org, SVCF, is still the same.  Same BigF and fellowshipping.  It's my only resting place inside the school.  The third year is indeed the hardest year for PolSci majors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from physical weariness, my spirit for the past week has also been tired.  It's so good that God is always there to provide me strength and the time to relax.  He let me go to the Leader's Retreat at the IV Building and relax a bit.  Of course, there are also people around me who helped me to restore my energy.  I'm really grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also having new perspectives when it comes to God's character and what He's personality is like.  (Intensive reading of the Bible is responsible for this)  I could say that before anybody should judge what God is like should read the whole bible first.  There is so much understanding and insights within.  Also, people who always wonder why &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God did that and God did this&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If God loves us then why there is a thing such as Hell &lt;/span&gt;and stuff like that should read the Bible.  The answer is all there anyway.  As for me, I haven't yet look at the Bible as I do now.  There is really so much treasure and gem of thoughts hidden in there.  For the mean time, I can't just dig deep enough.  I still have so many questions, and the more I read, the more I am captivated by it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will stop now.  Or else, i might go on and on... okay, I think I'll accompany Roan now to buy some fly paper.  We spotted some mice inside the room.  You know, Cleanliness and Mice Freeness is next to Godliness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byers!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1558549119998759932?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1558549119998759932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1558549119998759932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1558549119998759932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1558549119998759932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/02/blogging-again.html' title='Blogging Again...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-2098011007455551469</id><published>2007-01-15T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T11:18:11.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Two Papers</title><content type='html'>Lately, I find it hard to blog.  Well, maybe because of the fact that I have to juggle school and org activities again, plus the unfortunate circumstance that I don't usually have a dispensable internet account to count on.  That and the time seems hardly to come at all during these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am still getting use to the idea that I'll be taking my Practicum this summer.  That means that I'll be a 4th year student next school year.  I don't know about you but it's a but quick for me.  There's hardly a night that I did not think of what I will do after I graduated.  Going to UP Law School is always first on the list.  Second is having a masteral degree in economics in UP, the third, I am hardly thinking of it.  I really have no idea.  As of now, everything is still surreal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I just finished two papers today.  I finished them under three hours.  That's good isn't it.  I can't actually say that my writing skills are in any way improving.  I think the grades in my papers will speak for it but a teacher's grading is subjective so I can't really tell.  Anyway, If I could write a paper at such speed, it could mean that I am at least typing faster now...hehehe... and with lesser typographical errors... ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wish me luck this sem... I haven't accomplished my last sem's goal to be a US student but I sure I want to try it again.  "It's not the quantity of the gold you dig but the depth of which you dug the gold." I can hear people disagreeing, daijobu desu, it's only one of my personal motto.  Besides it's fun trying when you have supportive friends, family and all... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lasty,  I am happy that I am still having my daily Bible Reading.  Although I finding it harder and harder to concentrate with it (I found the reasons amusingly similar with my inability to blog--without the internet thingy...).  All I know is that I want to know God more, and like what the logic of C.S. Lewis book said, if I want to know a furniture in a house is a table, it is easy to tell one.  But if I am to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;know it, I probably would have to learn carpentry first before fully appreciating it.   So there,  I want to  know Him  more, even it is really hard and bewildering to understand Him with only this human mind and heart.  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good eve...well...morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja ne!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-2098011007455551469?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2098011007455551469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=2098011007455551469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2098011007455551469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2098011007455551469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/01/after-two-papers.html' title='After Two Papers'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-3673792070177953240</id><published>2007-01-12T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T08:32:48.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nakakatamad magblog ngayon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-3673792070177953240?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/3673792070177953240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=3673792070177953240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3673792070177953240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/3673792070177953240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2007/01/nakakatamad-magblog-ngayon.html' title=''/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-573153094257267819</id><published>2006-12-29T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T04:04:32.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying the Season</title><content type='html'>Okay, this entry is late for Christmas and a bit too early for New Year... well... so what?  This is MY blog.  Hehehe... I am enjoying this vacation so much that I find blogging boring (sorry blog...).  I don't have much to do now so I'll enlighten you guys to the latest happenings in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first and perhaps the most crucial change?  Well, I am now a Globe subcscriber ( I can hear many people saying 'finally!!') My current number is 09273520142.  I did not expect so much feedback from my friends who are globe subscribers (well, at least most of them...). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a watch now, after more than a year of aspiring/plotting/eagerly wishing to have one.  This watch of mine is not expensive,  no, no, no.  A relative gave it to me (well, I asked for it and she gave it to me... :D )  I am actually wearing it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The money that I received for this Christmas is lower than previous years...  I've also spent some cash on toys due to my little charade as Santa.  Anyway, nothing can compare to the smiles that I've received in exchange of the presents.  So it was fine... and oh, I remember a funny event during Christmas day...&lt;br /&gt;...I was wrapping the toys that I bought when my little sister went inside my room where all the gifts are.  Fortunately, I already wrapped Quen's (my li'l sis) presents.  Just then, I taunt my sis that I have no presents for her because I forgot to buy some.  Well... she was really angry at me and she wouldn't come near me because she might contract my forgetfullness.  My mother said that my sis even cried because of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was handing out my li'l cousin's present, she was actually sulking in a corner.  Then I called her and give her her presents.  She was really jubilant!  I got her a Barbie Doll, it was what she wished for.  Hehe... so much for playing Santa and a forgetful sis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am playing badminton more frequently now.. I have to move so I won't be so guilty while eating this season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with my hs friends!  Yey!!!  That was real fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, this vacation is far happier than other vacations.  Even when there are some drawbacks... I am still happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, Merry Christmas (belated) and Happy New Year!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-573153094257267819?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/573153094257267819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=573153094257267819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/573153094257267819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/573153094257267819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/12/enjoying-season.html' title='Enjoying the Season'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-7000975936274668579</id><published>2006-12-19T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T07:51:54.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For My Teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once again, my self esteem is shaken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My confidence, utterly broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How painful the breaking process is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When batterred by hands that are His.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knowing slightly of things like these,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The time I asked "be my teacher please?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That Your standard requires the highest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And with my efforts, I should not jest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear God, there is so much to be done,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A stubborn vessel that I am,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fearing greatly of future scoldings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because of Your caring and loving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Present pains doesn't really matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As long as I am with You forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knowing my future's in Your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this future's on heavenly lands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Father, please help me to endure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trials and pruning to make me pure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An image of Christ who died for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that I can be with You in eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A poem I made during one of those "low points" in life. Yes, I do experience low points. Eventhough I don't usually show it and share it. Pardon the poem though, I haven't made one for quite awhile. This poem, however, was conceived in my heart, no matter how painful it must have felt at that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was actually a point in my life that I asked God to be my life teacher. I don't know if this is biblical or not. Although I would attribute this act to my lack of a discipler. I never had a discipler. But I can't say that it was a loss on my part. I have great friends in Christ that I can turn to whenever I have problems. Anyway, all I can say is that after I asked God to be my life teacher, things change. I have to deal with a lot of things starting with my self discipline, attitude, etc. But it was and still is HARD. I am still in the process of changing. There are times that I feel that I am failing Him. You know, not reaching His expectations and the like. It is during these times that a poem like that is created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the "not meeting the expectation thing", I know that with my efforts alone, I really can't meet His expectation. Time and again I have verified this claim. So maybe the next lesson in line is learning to &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; apply my life verse " I can do ALL things THROUGH CHRIST WHO GIVES ME STRENGHT".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not be a good attitude to rant, but I'll do it for now. It's frustrating. I'm frustrated at myself. I am not even trying. There's so much to improve on myself. I want to be a more effective Christian. I want God into my life more. But I can't, for now, surrender TOTALLY, to Him. I will be a hypocrite if I say that I have surrendered everything. There are still things that hinder my relationship with God to really grow and mature. I should be discarding those things, but I am not. This is my prime frustration (call it struggle if you want) for now. Simply defined, my struggle is not struggling enough. How would you deal with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Regarding this matter, I am lost. I don't want to remain like this. I want to grow as a Christian. As what Ate Minnie said "struggle is not supposed to remain a struggle..it is a struggle kasi we don't do the secret of winning, surrender". I really should learn to surrender...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-7000975936274668579?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/7000975936274668579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=7000975936274668579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7000975936274668579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/7000975936274668579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/12/for-my-teacher.html' title='&lt;center&gt;For My Teacher&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-9167443826635542051</id><published>2006-12-19T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T06:54:44.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WhyNicole Nordeman</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-RqoR6UqWnE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been avoiding the movie Passion of the Christ for a reason. Not that I am repelled by it. Quite the contrary. I can't bear to watch it and it's not because of the violence. Well, how could you expect me to watch the movie knowing that the reason for all Christ's suffering is partly because of me. For all my sins--past, present and future. Jesus Christ, the King of Kings, Lord of Lords emptied himself so that he can bring unto Himself the punishment that is justly mine. How then, can I bear to look, knowing that every beating. every blood, every wound inflicted is for my salvation? I would be forever grateful for the cross. I, on my part, have my own cross to carry. This is the only thing that I can at the very least do. A part of it is telling you about this gift of salvation. Cause you see, Christ's sacrifice is not just for me, it's yours as well... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-9167443826635542051?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/9167443826635542051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=9167443826635542051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/9167443826635542051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/9167443826635542051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-nicole-nordeman.html' title='Why&lt;br&gt;Nicole Nordeman&lt;br&gt;'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-275599563476906728</id><published>2006-12-19T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T05:13:48.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BraveNicole Nordeman</title><content type='html'>The gate is wide the road is paved in moderation&lt;br /&gt;The crowd is kind and quick to pull you in&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the middle ground, it's safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;And until now it's where I've been&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's been fear that ties me down to everything,&lt;br /&gt;But it's been love, your love that cuts the strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;So long status quo&lt;br /&gt;I think I just let go&lt;br /&gt;You make me want to be brave.&lt;br /&gt;The way it always was is no longer good enough&lt;br /&gt;You make me want to be brave.&lt;br /&gt;Brave, brave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am small and I speak when I spoken to,&lt;br /&gt;But I am willing to risk it all&lt;br /&gt;Say your name just your name&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to jump even to ready to fall.&lt;br /&gt;Why did I take this vow of compromise?&lt;br /&gt;Why did I try to keep it all inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never known a fire that didn't begin with a flame,&lt;br /&gt;And every storm will start with just a drop of rain.&lt;br /&gt;But if you believe in me that changes everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brave&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is not Singing and Shouting Me, but this song has caught my attention.  I have been downloading whole albums of CCM through christian downloads and I have downloaded WOW 2006.  This particular song is included in the package (Legal and moral debates regarding the matter will be entertained later...).  The song made me wonder--when, oh when will I be able to sing such a song that I totally mean it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I have no real problem with going against the status quo of society.  It more on going against the status quo of the self that is really bothering me.  They say that the self is the hardest one to conquer.  Regarding my own battle, well, I can't really say that a "real" battle is going on.  I really can't beat the self as of now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part is that I know, somehow, if I don't put htings under control, it will be my downfall.  Well, if not a downfall, I will sure face a consequence.  I would have to learn things the hard way.  I don't want that to happened.  I should not wait for that to happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I be brave enough to say no to myself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-275599563476906728?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/275599563476906728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=275599563476906728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/275599563476906728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/275599563476906728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/12/brave-nicole-nordeman.html' title='Brave&lt;br&gt;Nicole Nordeman&lt;br&gt;'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-6431495273229910566</id><published>2006-12-19T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T04:51:56.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Blog</title><content type='html'>The server was done a moment ago, if it was not, I should have posted a little earlier.  It's amazing what boredom can make you do.  Last night, I was updating my other blog, &lt;a href="http://ccmodalcaria.blogspot.com"&gt;Singing and Shouting Me&lt;/a&gt; to be exact.  You can deduce from the title that it will probably have something to do with music--Praise and Worship, Contemporary Christian Music to be exact.  This particular blog has been around for quite sometime already but I haven't go the time to encode the lyrics and chords of various songs.  Well, I finally had the initiative to start something worthwhile.  I should have named that blog Noise Maker, but it's an anti thesis of what I want to make.  Music Maker, on the otehr hand, would be too much a cliche.  So I opted for something else.  I don't really know if its an improvement compared to the other two but still, I think it is more appropriate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-6431495273229910566?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/6431495273229910566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=6431495273229910566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6431495273229910566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/6431495273229910566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/12/other-blog.html' title='The Other Blog'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-2336936893649235913</id><published>2006-12-17T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T08:00:51.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SV's Three Weeks or So...</title><content type='html'>I have a lot of catching up to do.  Most of them, concerns this blog.  I dawned on me that I am not writing as much as I used to.  Well, i'm busy with acads and the org, but I shouldn't neglect my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the start of the 2nd semestre has been a roller coaster ride.  And it's not so much because of classes or papers because everthing is still palcid when it comes to the academe.  I would credit all the excitement to my org stuff.  Yes, the SVCF.  Well, for this sem, the SVCF has been and will be busy reaching out people.  Yey!  For starters, we had an outreach for streetkids.  It's my very first evangelistic event. Let me rephrase that, it's the first evangelistic event that I would have to lead.  It was also the first major evangelistic work for me, ever...&lt;br /&gt;All, I can say is "nice meeting you, Vangie!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have some outreach for the UP Manila students, though UP Manila is a tougher field of endeavor.  We know because we have tried it.  We can't really just take it for granted.  Well, UPM students are well provided an cared for compared to the streetkids.  They (and sometimes we...) can't see how God can care for them because they (and most of the times we...) feel that they can make it completely on their own.  It's a sad fact.  A sad fact that I can see in my self.  It's only during hard times that I recognize God's capacity to rescue me. *sigh* When will I learn.                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, we had a Christmas party.  It's plain and usual and it's not well funded.  But God did provide and we had fun.  For you guys who didn't show up, well it's really a loss in your part. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-2336936893649235913?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/2336936893649235913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=2336936893649235913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2336936893649235913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/2336936893649235913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/12/svs-three-weeks-or-so.html' title='SV&apos;s Three Weeks or So...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1060272504394222728</id><published>2006-12-17T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T07:37:59.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Then There's the Break...</title><content type='html'>I'm back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my blog.  I haven't posted for awhile... well, blame my professors for that, and the lack of internet connection as well.  Anyway, I'm here already.  That's all that matters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just arrived here at Bataan.  The population explosion of my clan is still in progress.  At first I was still shrugging my shoulders regarding the issue, but when we have a sort of kinda pseudo reunion awhile ago I realized the severity of the situation.  Every couple seems to have their own little one.  My parents have one.  The latest population of the Order of the Cousins-- 12, and one is still on the way.  This wouldn't have been much of a problem, but try having 9 of them within the age range of 1-6 years old and you eill have a total chaos... really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, being the eldest (not only in the household but also in the Order) I'm planning to buy them all some gifts.  I'm playing santa this Christmas ( anybody who makes a physical comparison will get a kick in the face...).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that this Christmas will be a better one for me.  I'm not usually in a festive mood, but this Christmas, I feel different.  As much as people are saying that Christmas celebration are dimishing every year, I seem to feel it more intensely this year.  It must have something to do with friends around you... I am celebrating it more this year, handing out gifts more than last year, saying "Merry Christmas" and meaning it more.  Well, let's wait and see if I will hav something interesting to write after this break is over. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1060272504394222728?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1060272504394222728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1060272504394222728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1060272504394222728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1060272504394222728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-then-theres-break.html' title='And Then There&apos;s the Break...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-1171865353228470689</id><published>2006-11-30T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T23:51:25.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Its Too late...</title><content type='html'>The title seems to suggest that this is going to be a sentimental entry.  Well, it's not.  The reason for the title is that I want to write a blog entry before its too late for me to even try for several reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) The no longer supertyphoon Reming might cause a power block out, which will hinder me from posting a blog entry for obvious reasons;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)It's time for lunch and I am actually waiting for my Mom to call me to lunch;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)I have a ton of papers to read (when I am still in 1st or 2nd year of College, i might be exaggerating a bit about a ton of readings, now I use it for figurative purposes...);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) My brother is the one sitting in front of this computer, so I have to hurry before he finds out that I'm invading his present territory; and the last but not the least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) I have to write something before I change my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, you have it...my blog entry... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, that title could also have a dep impact on our daily lives.  We all have deadlines, and somehow we have to hurry before it's too late... Reassesing my first weeks for this 2nd semestre, I've realized that I have set my life on the fast track.  I have so many plans, not only as a student but also as someone who wants to share Christ's love to other people in need of it.  I really don't have much time to waste like I did before.  Somehow, I found it exciting and fulfilling.  My numero uno opposition is the resurces needed to do the things I am planning.  But I've proven too that God is always faithful to meet the needs of His children...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to continue this blog entry for later...  the no. 4 scenario has come tue... As a matter of fact, he is standing beside me at this very moment... saying "Hey, ako na..." =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-1171865353228470689?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/1171865353228470689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=1171865353228470689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1171865353228470689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/1171865353228470689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/11/before-its-too-late.html' title='Before Its Too late...'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-116255702441586906</id><published>2006-11-03T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T04:56:30.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts--Whichever Comes First</title><content type='html'>The LCDC 2K6 feeling is still not wearing off.  I have to affirm whoever made the yahoogroups for the LCDC 2K6.  It was fast.  The first thing that caught my eye when I opened my mail is the invitation to join the group.  My friendster is currently active as well.  I really miss all the LCDC peeps... counselors and campers alike.  BUt I miss my small group most of all and my noisy cabinmates.  Although I usually slept through all their, uhhmmm..."devotions" and chit-chats.  I have to admit, half the time, I was pretending to be asleep and I was listening to their stories. Hehe... Want to know who's the crush of who?  Hehehe... Just joking.  We are all sworn to secrecy--on the pain of the most torturous death. (",) Well, more than all the sharing and chatting, I will always treasure the camaraderie and fellowship that only a Christian community gives.  If this community is what awaits me in heaven, I can't wait to go there.  Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few days more and we'll be saying "Hi" to another batch of papers, exams, reading assignments, etc.  Well, I am sure ready for it.  I am happy that I got a 1 in PI 100.  I was asking God for something this sem and that grade is a part of it.  I can't say, however, that PI 100 is a piece of cake.  Given that it was a GE subject and we are required (synonyms: harassed, coerced, threatened) to take it and other PI 100 teachers does not require their students to so half the things that we have done, PI 100 is one of the most challenging and blood raising subjects that I ever took.  However, I will strongly recommend my  professor in PI 100, Prof. Atoy Navarro, to anyone who is willing to work for their 1's and gain knowledge in return.  Just play deaf during the times that he is angry if you are sensitive to cursings and profanities, okay?  By the way, we have a new meaning for PI 100, just ask Porfie because I don't want any profanities in this blog.  My other grades are still not uploaded in the CRS, so I guess I just have to wait for them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy with my schedule next semester.  I was able to jam packed my 18 units into three days. I don't know if it will be good for me or not, this is the first time that I'll be doing it.  Anyway, I have a feeling that I'll still be in our SV Tambayan even if I have no classes  for that day. *sigh* I really have to do something about this tambayan addicition thing.  Well, let's just wait and see what will happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a dilemma on which church to go for this sunday.  Will I go to JTMC (Jesus the Messiah Congregation) or should I go to  JIL (Jesus Is Lord).  Think think...( please disregard the recent rantings, the author can't think of anything to say...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I have tortured you enough will the random thoughts that run in my mind right now so I'll say bye.  I don't want to risk you not visiting my blog again.  Ciao! (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-116255702441586906?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/116255702441586906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=116255702441586906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/116255702441586906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/116255702441586906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-thoughts-whichever-comes-first.html' title='Random Thoughts--Whichever Comes First'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-116229148369714446</id><published>2006-10-31T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T03:19:55.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Shortcut: Reclaiming the Journey of the Cross</title><content type='html'>If I were to treasure a week in my entire lufe, it would be the week that I have spent in the Lord's Garden.  It was literally that--the Lord's garden.  It is where we spent six days of life-transforming expositions, talks, spiritual retreats, quiet times with the Lord, banquet night, missions night, laughs, fellowship, jokes (corny or not), games, skits--everthing!  I met new friends, knew new names and found the welcoming embrace of counselors who took care of us during the camp.  Aside from all of these, I would agree that the camp would be meaningless without one very essential factor--God's presence.  And I am happy to say that God has been more than generous in accompanying us in the camp.  I praise and thank Him because of His loving presence and for all the things that He had revealed to me about my self.  I thank Him for the challenge that He has given me.  I thank Him for once again changing me and molding me little by little into the person He wants me to be.  All these things happened in the span of six short days.  I didn't know that I could have such a life-changing six days.  Yes, I would treasure my week in the Lord's Garden, Looc, Calamba, Laguna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish more of us were there.  LCDC (Leadership-Discipleship Camp) is something that you have to experience for yourself.  I can tell everbody the minute details of my experience, but still, the feeling won't be the same.  It is life-changing.  My testimony could be as simple as that.  BUt it carries the intensity of the six days encounter with God Almighty while on camp.  It's very different when you don't have your papers and exams to think about.  It's different when you are away from the city landscape and all that is facing you is fields of green with the cool (and unpolluted) air touching your face.  Like what the testimony of my co-camper, the morning breeze is like God embracing you.  It's very different when you have one full hour of total silence to listen to God speaking to you.  An hour of silent reflections, an unhurried quiet time with the Lord.  Before the camp, I didn't know how serious a quiet time could get.  It's because I'm usually in a hurry to finish it and carry on with my papers.  Now I know that quiet time means quality time with the Lord, not just a silent five minutes or a thirty minutes with divided attention.  Quality time with God means a Christian who can endure anything.  That's what I am missing with all the things set in fast track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the theme of LCDC 2006 is "No Shortcut: Reclaiming the Journey of the Cross"  After the camp, I realized that I am doing a lot of shortcuts in my spiritual journey.  Because of that, I can't experience the full glory of God.  I have a limited experience and I can't really say that I could last when times get tough.  Even a bunch of paper works could hinder me from my daily bible reading. The camp, therefore, is a rebuke and a blessing to me.  Before the camp, I though that I have committed myself fully to God.  I was wrong.  I've realized that there are many things that I am witholding from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*  I think it would take three entries before I finished with everything that I have to say... so I guess I have to be satisfied with the testimonial part.  Yup... this is my testimonial of the things that happened to me.  Although that this is not everthing, these are the things that struck me and struck me deeply.  These are the major things that I learned in LCDC.  They are my personal experience. I strongly suggest that you make yours... ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-116229148369714446?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/116229148369714446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=116229148369714446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/116229148369714446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/116229148369714446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-shortcut-reclaiming-journey-of.html' title='No Shortcut: Reclaiming the Journey of the Cross'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-115930383718316483</id><published>2006-09-26T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T13:50:37.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work work 0_o</title><content type='html'>The sem is drawing to a close...and I'm at my wit's end right now.  I haven't got enough sleep for the past two days, but I guess that's normal since the sem's about to end.  I'm being circular, I know.  Pardon me guys.  It's 4:30 am!  I should be sleeping right now, but no such luck for me.  My class for today will end at 8:30 in the evening.  I really don't know what's gonna happen.  I'm coherent right now, but I can't say the same thing after about eight more hours...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm determined to do my best in my acads.  Even if it means sleepless nights.  I'm determined to excel, all for the glory of GOD!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do all things through Christ who gives me strenght!!  I can't give up.  I won't give up.  I will not sacrifice the quality of my work for the comfort of it.  I can't offer to God my second best!      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these words, I'll go back to the work I'm suppose to be finishing in the forst place... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-115930383718316483?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115930383718316483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=115930383718316483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115930383718316483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115930383718316483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/09/work-work-work-work-0o.html' title='work work work work 0_o'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-115738269670861897</id><published>2006-09-04T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T08:11:36.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banahaw</title><content type='html'>i miss blogging... it's been awhile since I last type something here.  I have so much to tell, but I realized that the blog is not the best place to tell it.  We've been to Mount Banahaw yesterday.  We went there because of our PI100 class and it was really an adventure to remember.  I doubt that we'll be able to forget it even after 20 years.  What's special about it is that there are about ten SVCF entities in that trip.  The esvee entities who showed up are Francis (who does the amazing race--francis style.  You ask him yourself), Ron, Porfie, Rafi, Ate Cha, Eds, Alex and Me.  Wanda was also there but she's not with us during the trip.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I really want to have a detailed entry about this, but I'm feeling lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Bitin ba?  Basta masaya ang trip.  Tapos.. dami pictures... dami food... haaay...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-115738269670861897?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115738269670861897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=115738269670861897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115738269670861897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115738269670861897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/09/banahaw.html' title='Banahaw'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-115452253438068839</id><published>2006-08-02T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T05:42:14.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3:30</title><content type='html'>Well, di ko alam kung matutuwa ako o hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up all night to prepare for our reporting... a reporting that never did materialize.  I spend all my vacant hours preparing for another report that has the same fate as the first one.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's happening to the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what's the relevance of the title with the content of this entry? Hmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-115452253438068839?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115452253438068839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=115452253438068839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115452253438068839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115452253438068839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/08/330.html' title='3:30'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-115349116372998293</id><published>2006-07-21T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T07:15:20.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D' Friday-- Handog sa Freshmen</title><content type='html'>Wahahahahaha!!!! It's over!!! Handog sa Freshmen is over atlast!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performance was great, especially the dance!  We were really surprised about the dance because we just finished the choreography yesterday (thursday).  We were practicing from 9 am until about 6 pm here at cosmpolitan dormitory.  So, we were really happy that it came out fine.  The wushu is just as great--minus the space limitations anyway.  I believe Ray got the dance in video, but there are only few wushu pics (because many shots are blurred 'coz we are moving like the wind... *wink).  It's Edsie who uploaded the pics... I don't specifically know where...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself that I'll just sleep tonight. But it so happened that we drank about 1 1/3(Edsie, KC and me shared) bottle of Ira (an energy drink).  Anyway, I believe I can still feel its effect.  I can't sleep... even though I am suppose to be tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really thankful for all those people who showed their support for this presentation to happen.  Thanks for all the dedication.  Next time we're gonna present, let's try something a bit slower, shall we?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.(1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One reason that I am facing this computer right now is because I want my eyes to tire so I can sleep...I believe I have achieved that goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.(2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet account I am actually using is not mine but Ate Faith's. So I better stop now... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. (3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iyan Kuya Nikko may bagong post na ko...you happy? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-115349116372998293?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115349116372998293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=115349116372998293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115349116372998293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115349116372998293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/07/d-friday-handog-sa-freshmen.html' title='D&apos; Friday-- Handog sa Freshmen'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-115133082904975598</id><published>2006-06-26T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T07:14:35.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Out  There"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Michael W. Smith and Steven Curtis Chapman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk to you, you talk to me&lt;br /&gt;We speak in our own language&lt;br /&gt;These common truths that we believe&lt;br /&gt;Are like a warm, inviting fire we gather round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a danger lurking here&lt;br /&gt;Inside our place of comfort&lt;br /&gt;We've got to go out in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Cause there's a hungry heart&lt;br /&gt;That's longing just to know&lt;br /&gt;That someone cares enough to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Out there&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs a friend&lt;br /&gt;Who'll walk against the wind&lt;br /&gt;To a place that's strange and unfamiliar&lt;br /&gt;Out there&lt;br /&gt;Where all of us have been&lt;br /&gt;Until love brings us in&lt;br /&gt;So who will dare to go and be a friend&lt;br /&gt;Cause someone really needs a friend&lt;br /&gt;Out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we'll sing for you&lt;br /&gt;You'll sing along&lt;br /&gt;We'll let this song remind us&lt;br /&gt;Poor, hungry beggars all are we&lt;br /&gt;Invited to a feast&lt;br /&gt;That none of us deserves&lt;br /&gt;Filled to go to love and serve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere out beyond the sweet sound&lt;br /&gt;Of amazing grace&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs to see God's love&lt;br /&gt;And mercy face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat Chorus &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-115133082904975598?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115133082904975598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=115133082904975598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115133082904975598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115133082904975598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/06/out-there.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;Out  There&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-115133012596780898</id><published>2006-06-26T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T06:55:26.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GBox over Econ</title><content type='html'>I did a very bad thing today.  I skipped my class in Econ 102.  Okay, let me clarify that skipping class is already a thing of the past for me.  That's partly why I am a bit guilty about skipping my class earlier.  My line of reasoning for doing so goes something like this--"today's lesson is only a review of my Econ 11 class so it's okay for me to skip it for now."  I know it's not right.  I just can't pull myself out of GBox.  Man! I love singing these days!  Especially that it is Edsie-chan's treat.  Well, I had my fun and lost a class.  That's 'opportunity cost" in action.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my birthday is coming soon--about 23 more days.  I plan to treat my friends at... guess where? GBox! Hehe... It'll be fun!  Anyway, I also plan to repost a dozen of my favorite post for the last two years since my blog's anniversary is drawing near too.  You might get a glimpse of aspects of my personality you don't know about.  I was rereading it awhile ago and it's really entertaining.  This blog was made when I was still in first year college and I was still a bit...hmmm...rude?  The entries, or at least some of it, are really rough with a lot of outburst every now and then.  Somehow, it mirrors my immaturity during those days.  It's good to know that somehow, I grew emotionally and spiritually.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, there's a wushu training tomorrow.  I'm excited and I'm really looking forward to it.  I'm anticipating some body pains so I have to stretch my muscles now if I want to survive tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-115133012596780898?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115133012596780898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=115133012596780898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115133012596780898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115133012596780898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/06/gbox-over-econ.html' title='GBox over Econ'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-115123898196484066</id><published>2006-06-25T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T05:36:22.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Business</title><content type='html'>I am blog-hopping at the time when I'm suppose to read some readings and make a script for our report in STS.  Somehow I just can't help myself.  You know more about somebody through his blog.  You know him more through what he writes about and how he wries them.  That's just the reason why blogs are fascinating.  You get a glimpse of other people's personality and at the same time you learn how to respect their opinion on things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I really like about blogs?  It's when you read your earliest entries and see how you have change through the years.  I do that.  I read my previous entries especially the earliest ones and I can't help but laugh because of the things I wrote there.  I do that on other's blogs also.  It's a certified time waster, by the way.  So if you don't really have the ime to spare, I suggest that  you don't start with it.  It might get you hooked and you will, therefore, lose the time you need to do your obligations.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you realized that I am preaching? And what I preach applies to me as well?  I am suppose to do something but I found myself sitting infront of a computer while reading several blogs.  Hmmm....the first two paragraph of this entry is a bit serious, don't you think? It's not really me to be this sentimental.  Maybe its the effect of those blogs I've visited.  Well, my acquired seriousness is wearing of now while the stuff I have to do is piling up. For my sake, I really have to pull myself away from this computer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-115123898196484066?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115123898196484066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=115123898196484066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115123898196484066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115123898196484066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-business.html' title='Blog Business'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-115115543407249066</id><published>2006-06-24T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T06:23:55.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Acad Mode</title><content type='html'>I'm Back to acad mode right now and I'm already stressed out.  To think that classes are barely starting (it's only been two weeks) and I am already feeling pangs of stress.  Maybe it's the result of hearing the class requirements.  Really, I feel I'll be needing every ounce of energy, willpower and about a quarter of self-bullying for me to do all the work that I have to do.  Honestly, I won't be able to do this if I am to rely on my strength alone.  I need His strenght.  God's strenght.  Maybe, I'll make Philippians 3:14 my verse of the semester or even the whole year?  It's not a very bad idea... It is, afterall, the theme of this blog. (to those who have no clue about what i am talking about, look at the sidebar and scroll down...)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lately I've been ranting about how we should serve one another especially inside my organization--SVCF.  But right now, I'll say such a statement is easier said than done.  Especially right now that I can feel the heavy load of academic requirements.  Anyway, I'll still do my best in both fields.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-115115543407249066?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/115115543407249066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=115115543407249066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115115543407249066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/115115543407249066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/06/acad-mode.html' title='Acad Mode'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-114982677194342902</id><published>2006-06-08T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T21:19:31.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 12 midnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Midnight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/midnight.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are more than a little eccentric, and you're apt to keep very unusual habits.&lt;br /&gt;Whether you're a nightowl, living in a commune, or taking a vow of silence - you like to experiment with your lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;Expressing your individuality is important to you, and you often lie awake in bed thinking about the world and your place in it.&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy staying home, but that doesn't mean you're a hermit. You also appreciate quality time with family and close friends.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattimeofdayareyouquiz/"&gt;What Time Of Day Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; This things are getting more and more precise.  When I read it, I can't help but agree with it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-114982677194342902?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/114982677194342902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=114982677194342902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/114982677194342902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/114982677194342902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-12-midnight.html' title='It&apos;s 12 midnight'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-114982648824556342</id><published>2006-06-08T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T21:14:48.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My French Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF2BF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your French Name is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAE6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/france.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentine  Breton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your French Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; how stupid could this get? Valentine Breton?  I think I'll stick to my Japanese name---Aniperu Awsanu.  HAhahahaha!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-114982648824556342?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/114982648824556342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=114982648824556342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/114982648824556342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/114982648824556342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-french-name.html' title='My French Name'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7698321.post-114964951313375056</id><published>2006-06-06T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T21:08:08.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kitten to Lion Trouble</title><content type='html'>This incident happened a few days ago.  However, this is the only time that I feel like writing about it. I feel like writing about it for two reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My parents are away, thus, less naggers around and I can sit infront of this computer as long as I do my duties as the eldest sister. &lt;br /&gt;2. This is the only darned time that I get a decent internet connection.  Damn that WiFi!  They charge you for an unlimited internet service but you spend half of the day troubleshooting your computer so you'll be able to get their service!  Tsk...tsk...tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe or not, it all started because of a cat.  No, a kitten.  You see, during my summer vacation, my little sister and I brought home a kitten one day.  If you know my house, you'll know that no animal lasts within a span of a month. Everyone (except me and my sister) is completely oppose to the idea of caring for a pet.  Anyway, I know where that kitten will end up.  Sooner or later, they will throw the kitten away (cruel, isn't it?), especially that I will be away for my classes and no one will take care of it (my sister is only 6 years old). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fated day came and my little sister received the news.  She was crying constantly!  If only you could have heard her... I pity her and at the same time I got annoyed because I think she is a bit overacting already.  But still, knowing my sister, I half expected her to tear down our house when she got the news that her kitten is gone.  She even cried when I told her that Alice Academy is over for crying out loud!  She also happened to be a fan of Alice Academy, and the fact that she won't be seeing anymore episodes made her cry.  poor sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to that fated day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is constantly crying and my father is telling me to console her.  Well, I don't really want to console her for several reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't know how to console a kid who is shouting her lungs out.  I don't even know if she'll be able to hear my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I really don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I happen to like that kitten too, and having it thrown away like that sparked the rebel in me and I refuse to help them during that situation.  Let them handle it.  They have enough wits to throw the kitten without forseeing this situation anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After days of constant crying...hehe...ok...minutes of crying, my father was finally able to make her stop.  I, on the other hand had the brilliant idea of talking to my sister about other pets that are far more interesting than kittens... so that she'll feel better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when the inevitable happened... My father shouted at me to shut up and mind my own business since I don't have the inkling to "help out" when my sister is crying horribly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was caught of guard.  You see, aside from that he blamed me for the whole fiasco because it is my idea to care for a kitten.  According to him, it is my fault because of encouraging my sister to have that kitten for a pet.  I don't know but I guess I am just darn tired of getting blamed for everything that gets out of place.  Sometimes they are a bit irrational with the finger-pointing, really.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I retaliated.  Not with actual words but with actions.  Fury and anger took over me and before I know it, doors are slamming.  I know, I know... it is so not expected of me.  I really have to get rid of this attitude.  My mother scolded me because of this disrespect.  In a way, I know that I am wrong.  Even if my parents wronged me, there are far better ways of making them know their mistake.  I made my mother cry that day.  And yeah, I cried too because of blinding anger... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking over the whole matter, I say that that whole thing could have been easily prevented if only I had enough self control.  It seems that I am not used with my father shouting at me.  Anyway, the whole matter is over and everything is back to normal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...before I forget, the kitten's name is Aslan...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;My own way of saying "I'm human as well."

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Visit my art. &lt;a href="http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com"&gt;http://fria-ainne.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7698321-114961208379568784?l=odalcaria.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/feeds/114961208379568784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7698321&amp;postID=114961208379568784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/114961208379568784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7698321/posts/default/114961208379568784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odalcaria.blogspot.com/2006/06/equivalent-exchange.html' title='Equivalent Exchange'/><author><name>Aira Ifenn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
