<?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-33048692</id><updated>2012-02-17T06:45:57.582+08:00</updated><category term='Pokemon'/><category term='movie'/><category term='summer'/><category term='something to blog about'/><category term='RECA&apos;s Flame'/><category term='The End'/><category term='once in a blue moon'/><category term='MunSci life'/><category term='reminiscing'/><category term='rants'/><category term='net surfing'/><category term='living with pessimists'/><category term='book'/><category term='life'/><category term='experiences'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>RECA's Flame</title><subtitle type='html'>Keep moving forward!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-3929378213107599662</id><published>2008-07-19T17:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T17:41:48.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The End'/><title type='text'>Maligayang Bati, Bloggie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ayun. Surprise? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gagawa na ako ng bagong blog :( Hindi na kasi naa-update ito eh. Malalaman niyo na lang yung link ng bagong blog ko next week, siguro. Dun na maipopost lahat ng half-a-year experiences ko simula nung Enero. Saka, sisimulan ko na mag-pack-up dito. Woohoo! Bagong blog! Aww, mamimiss ko lahat ng post ko.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ToT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Lahat ng naka x-link ko PM niyo uli ako para mailagay/marevise ko links niyo sa bagong blog ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-3929378213107599662?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/3929378213107599662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=3929378213107599662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3929378213107599662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3929378213107599662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2008/07/maligayang-bati-bloggie.html' title='Maligayang Bati, Bloggie!'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-5175365662637286333</id><published>2007-12-31T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T16:25:06.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>Year-Ender Holiday</title><content type='html'>Christmas holidays this year had been boring. Nothing but stuck inside the room. Good thing that there is the internet that would certainly occupy my boredom. Two weeks for a Christmas vacation. Not enough for a second year like me. It would be if it weren't for that many tests we had and would take. The National Achievement Test, the Division Achievement Test, the MOCK Test, the Division Periodical Test and Teacher-Made Periodical Test we would take next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... is New Year's Eve. I can't imagine myself writing this blog post in someone else's house... out of boredom. The time is really ticking too fast. If you want to know where I currently am, I am in my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tita&lt;/span&gt;'s home at Quezon City. Boy, having my other cousins with me is sure enjoying. Though, I think they're overusing my laptop a bit..., playing DotA. What could I do? I brought it here because of them. A while ago, I ran their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sari-sari&lt;/span&gt; store, while they were eating, along with my cousins. Kim will be left here on the following days so I have to enjoy with them for a little longer. I went over to their house at the "other side" of the village or whatever you call it, wherein it includes on crossing a dinky bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I still think our Christmas vacation is not enough. I've been going nuts about that neglected project on Araling Panlipunan. And I asked my classmate when we met at the municipal hall of Muntinlupa for the Rizal Day yesterday. What holds of my destiny tomorrow... or shall I say, next year? Could it be another year of surprise or same-old, same-old year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost thirty minutes from now, it'll be New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year, guys! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-5175365662637286333?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/5175365662637286333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=5175365662637286333' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/5175365662637286333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/5175365662637286333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/12/year-ender-holiday.html' title='Year-Ender Holiday'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-1190542942872944946</id><published>2007-12-27T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T16:21:31.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><title type='text'>Emo Assault</title><content type='html'>A new form of hard-rock music bangs in our world today, informally known as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;. Emo is basically "in" in today's fashion trend. But what is emo? Is it wearing tight, skinny jeans, vintage shirt, thick nerdy glasses, and or canvas sneakers coming in with signature bangs or someone who you find dark, mysterious, lonely, or friendless? Emo was a mere music genre associated with a unique fashion which now turned the whole world upside down. It gravely influenced the psychological thinking of a person, making him entirely emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, emo is simply a shortened term for emotional. According to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emo"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;, emo is a style of rock music, purely a genre of punk rock which now has its dress and attitude code. Emos regard themselves as cool beings, but some think otherwise. A number of people may consider emo as cool and poised. The scale - dark colors - is not liked by many. Personally, black symbolizes the darkness of one's personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being emo also means being ready to be criticized. Critics point out the sexual preferences of male emos and are usually regarded as homosexuals. Emo has been a target of criticism as certain fashion trends and attitudes are being associated with it. Die-hard patrons of this music tend to associate themselves with the striking and emotional lines depicting depression, darkness, death and self-destruction. The real problem is the weakness of teenagers. Being under the overemotional hardcore too much may give rise to horrible consequences. In this case, emo hardcore should be avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore... I am not emo... *sticks out tongue*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-1190542942872944946?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/1190542942872944946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=1190542942872944946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1190542942872944946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1190542942872944946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/12/emo-assault.html' title='Emo Assault'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-7915124305728846947</id><published>2007-12-25T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:48:51.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The Greatest Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As a Christmas special post to all of you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ephesians 1: 7-12 (NRSV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;sup&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God's grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;sup&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that he lavished on us with all wisdom and understanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;sup&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And he made known to us the mystery of his will according to his good pleasure, which he purposed in Christ, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;sup&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be put into effect when the times will have reached their fulfillment - to bring all things in heaven and on earth together under one head, even Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;sup&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In him we were also chosen, having been predestined according to the plan of him who works out everything in conformity with the purpose of his will, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;sup&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in order that we, who were the first to hope in Christ, might be for the praise of his glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ah, gift giving. The traditional way of celebrating Christmas. Have you ever wondered what the greatest gift might be? Afar from gold, cash, Peso, whatever means of treasure. Christmas is a time for giving and sharing, not making money. What is the greatest gift you've received? Everybody had received it since birth, the love of God. His love was given out by means of Jesus, the indescribable gift. That makes God as the great gift giver. As what is said in the text, we should count our blessings. Living in His world counts as a blessing. Soliciting, donating, etc... that's nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the year 2008, let us count our blessings and see and or witness all of God's greatest gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb270/pkmn-ph/pkmnphctchristmas.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Merry Christmas, everybody! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maligayang Pasko sa inyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Happy holidays! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-7915124305728846947?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/7915124305728846947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=7915124305728846947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7915124305728846947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7915124305728846947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/12/greatest-gift.html' title='The Greatest Gift'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-2484103687270978054</id><published>2007-12-23T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T16:01:09.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='once in a blue moon'/><title type='text'>Chrismas Smarties</title><content type='html'>Then again, going to school early is my usual habit. And I've implemented it on the two Christmas parties I had this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, our class Christmas party. Everybody went through that... well, I think except for those cave men. I had already given my presents early in the morning with some of my classmates but not my monito... or monita, heh.  And what happens next is the last worst thing that I have heard. Grace, our classmate, had a road accident. Her dad phoned our adviser that we should continue the party without her. As usual, you know what happens next, they reacted to visiting Grace and having the party at the hospital instead. Brains please. Party? Hospital? I asked them, why they had to say that. They told me that it's because Grace shouldn't miss the fun. Wrong answer! Our adviser scolded them (those who attempted to visit Grace) and told them that the party should go on. And you can predict the happenings after that. Of course, a party isn't a party without games. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tapos kainan na!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ngayon naman ay may nawalan ng cellphone. Dumating ang mga parents na late na dalihin yung mga pagkain.&lt;/span&gt; I couldn't think of anything worse... Majestically, Grace showed up in the middle of our games! Yey! Then, gift giving! Tapos ayun, malling. Festival Mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second! Natuloy ang swimming-slash-Christmas party ng choir! Unfortunately, konti lang kami. Lalo na yung iba diyan na nagsasabing hindi daw sila pinayagan at hindi tuloy nakasama. Matamaan na ang matamaan, beh. *Lol*. I don't want to remember what we ate that time because I always remember that Jeanne and I had ate all the remaining &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pancit&lt;/span&gt; they ate. "Hard to resist" as we said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? What happened to your 2007 Christmas party? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-2484103687270978054?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/2484103687270978054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=2484103687270978054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/2484103687270978054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/2484103687270978054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2008/12/chrismas-smarties.html' title='Chrismas Smarties'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-8169397281427353668</id><published>2007-12-20T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T15:09:43.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='once in a blue moon'/><title type='text'>Battle for the Intrams</title><content type='html'>Most of the students of MunSci ranted that the intramurals should be continued. The school superintendent had declined on the idea of a four or five day intramurals. Two of our school "leaders" had promoted a petition that would bring back the intramurals for only two days. Students kept on cursing our superintendent. And I, too, was one of them. Who wouldn't want intramurals not to happen? It is just an annual happening and "once in a blue moon" which some of my classmates had agreed upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, intrams... yes, it was a success. But I found it real boring. Not unlike last year. My friends and I stayed inside the movie booth to keep away from the jailers of the jail booth. It is just a waste of ticket and a waste of money which I was planning to buy a new headphone. Going to the movie booth was convenient and useful. I had a chance to watch cool movies I haven't watched before. Like Pirates of the Caribbean and a Korean movie called as Windstrap. But there was this unfortunate time that we ran inside because someone was catching students with glasses and caught up with a horror movie! I hate horror movies! Sadly, after the movie, I was still caught!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are thinking about horror booths, yes, I tried it. Horror movies is different from horror booth, see? That means horror movies is not congruent nor parallel nor equal to horror booth. Big difference. It was really creepy inside. And the story the "girl" told us inside was plain pathetic. I've heard of it before, last year... I regretted so much after that. I've missed everything. My classmates had done so much while we waited so long for our turn in that booth! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang init pa man din sa loob!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my great discomfort, I was caught again and went to jail booth for bringing a gadget and or device! Laptop! Argh! Well, there are pros and cons for bringing it with me. My laptop now looks like Vista, thanks to Kiel. But it is still XP I would want my OS to change into Vista! My version of XP is genuine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, naghahanda na ako para sa Christmas party bukas... tapos malling... tapos goodbyes... then, Christmas vacation! ... Then school again... nOoOoO..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-8169397281427353668?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/8169397281427353668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=8169397281427353668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/8169397281427353668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/8169397281427353668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/12/battle-for-intrams.html' title='Battle for the Intrams'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-5850238811120629952</id><published>2007-12-13T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:06:07.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><title type='text'>Christmas Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Extract from "A Notebook of Random Thoughts by RECA"&lt;br /&gt;December 12, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Thought # 2: Christmas Wishlist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a news about a world-record longest Christmas wishlist. This had intrigued me and made me make my own wishlist! (If you're planning on giving me a gift, here's a list of what I want hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;world peace&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;all editions of Monopoly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pokemon figurines&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;X-Box 360&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;computer headset with microphone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kingdom Hearts 358/2 Days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rubik's Cube 12 x 12&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new laptop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new Nokia cellphone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love (requested by JJ)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new set of clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a trip to Hongkong Disneyland (yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kahit sa Hongkong lang&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;visit Trinoma!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;P1000 share from choir contests earns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uno Stacko&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uno Attack&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leroy and Stitch DVD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pokemon: Secret Wonders deck&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a year supply of pencils&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ride a ferry boat/yatch/limousine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;newly-improved blog design/layout&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;visit my relatives in either Cagayan or Pangasinan on Christmas day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nintendo Dual Screen Lite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pokemon Diamond&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have all K-Zone issues&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;violin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a faster DSL or broadband internet connection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;vandal-free armchair at school =P (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imposible daw sabi ni Nikki&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;aircon at full blast on Christmas holidays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to play the piano, guitar, and violin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pile of blank notebooks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch and read Death Note anime and manga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dictionary that includes the word "blog"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;reconnect the cable connection&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch Disney Channel during the Christmas holidays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to speak French and Japanese (to understand Pokemon anime, manga, etc. in Japanese)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish the Pokemon anime series&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 GB memory stick/USB&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;year supply of lasagna&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;subscribe to Garfield comics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be a wizard, lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;regrow King's fur (his fur was cut off when we left him in an animal house when we left for Cagayan)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;master Photoshop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new television and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sala&lt;/span&gt; set&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the Christmas spirit lingering everywhere&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new ideas for future novels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;always Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fulfill my new year's resolution&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more friends on Friendster&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;visit all mall in the Philippines&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;car!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be featured to the media, lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;win something&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physics and Trigonometry incentives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;travel through time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;receive the title "Pokemon Master, freak, addict" whichever you prefer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be part of GMA's Countdown to '08&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;meet a GMA artist in real life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;read/buy all books in Powerbooks Live&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish all MunSci Life series&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not being out-of-place everyday next year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;have the Christmas Tree standing in the living room&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;decorate the house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be able to play all online games for free&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;own credit card&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas chocolate chip cookies! (cookies for Christmas tastes good for me!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pile of gifts on Christmas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grant all of the listed things above&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I know some of them could not be granted, hah! But, good luck! *Laughs out loud* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-5850238811120629952?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/5850238811120629952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=5850238811120629952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/5850238811120629952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/5850238811120629952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-wishlist.html' title='Christmas Wishlist'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-1673964781376476842</id><published>2007-12-13T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T20:40:01.352+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living with pessimists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>Raw Memories</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday... I still remember all the things that happened those days as if they were yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excused from choir practice last Tuesday. I didn't have the heart of telling all my classmates about what happened and why I would be absent for the next few days. I really don't know why I feel mournful and excited at the same time. Was it because I'm going to see my relatives and have company?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning, we arrived at Aunt Melvie's, Uncle Roding's, and Kuya Marlon's place. Er... their houses are very near each other. As in they're just neighbors. We stayed in Aunt Melvie's house. Unfortunately, the only cousin to welcome us is Precious, a fourth grader. In the afternoon, we went to Tuguegarao City to print dad's picture, shop, pick a coffin design, and pick-up two of my cousins from school. Later that night, all we did was play Monopoly. I thought I would not fall asleep. But whatever, I'm not accustomed in sleeping late when there's nothing much to do... especially when the laptop's charger was forgotten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, I was awake early in the morning. Maybe 4 or 5 AM, but I slept back again. When I fully woke up, everyone was at school or work. Ate Leny, my niece, Pamela, and someone I don't know arrived at around 9 in the morning. After eating breakfast, taking a bath, and eating lunch I slept the whole afternoon off. Then Precious and my nephew, Marvin, arrived from school. They brought "Pop Pop" with them. A safe explosive that would go "POP" when you throw them at the wall or ground or any other solid surface. They're very ticklish when thrown to your body. We played Monopoly again when all of my cousins arrived from school. Teacher Ludy, my kindergarten teacher and wife of Kuya Marlon, made me do the liturgy for Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, wow. There were many guests when I woke up. "Bless ninong, ninang, tita, tito, bestfriend ni daddy, barkada ni daddy, classmate ni daddy" was the only thing my mom tells me whenever I pass the..... you-know-what. And so, that day I babysit nephews and nieces of mine. Grrr... I played with them. I almost lock the door of the room so that they could not see me. They insist they know how to play Monopoly. But they're kids! What do they know about money? And would you win if you would not buy anything except for Boardwalk [Who's out-of-place here?]? I went a trip to Centrough or whatever it's called. I was laughed at when I kept saying 'Centrum'. We bought softdrinks for tomorrow and soup ingredients for the night.&lt;br /&gt;We practiced a song for tomorrow. '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pati ba naman dito may choir!?&lt;/span&gt;'. We sung, played, eat, chatted, etc. that night. My mom reckons that this is what dad wants. Not being mournful. I think this is why I feel numb. My dad doesn't want me to be weak, crying, and should be supporting mom. I think he is also the reason why the stupid laptop charger wasn't brought so that I could concentrate to him and mom. Well, while we're playing Monopoly again, my mom told me that I should ready a speech for the burial tomorrow. I planned not to sleep. But when I decided to read K-Zone and Omnibus for a while in the room, I fell asleep, again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday! The final day I would be seeing him! Everyone woke up early. After all the readying and dashing and everything, a service took place. It was done in a Methodist style still we have to wear this uh... mourning pin. That's the time where I had to recite my speech too. Aww... flowers, balloons, burial... what's this? It looks like a party to me. The burial was the only time I've cried. After that, we spent the whole day doing last minute bonding with cousins. In the afternoon, we visited the grave and prayed over. Later that night, we ate dinner, packed our bags, and took off for the bus terminal. We didn't catch the Deluxe so we rode a normal bus instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday. Home at last. My mom said she would buy me a new pair of rubber shoes. So we went to Festival Mall. Mom bought me a new Pokemon TCG deck while I bought Kim a Rubik's Micro Cube. She was addicted to Rubik's Cube when my cousins taught her how to do it. It's actually a mini Rubik's Cube but as small as a key chain. I was not yet ready to go to school that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Jinky, Ate Honey, Kuya Jayvee, Kuya Michael... wah. I miss them! I want more company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life should go on, past is past. I don't want to remember this things anymore. We should keep moving forward! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-1673964781376476842?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/1673964781376476842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=1673964781376476842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1673964781376476842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1673964781376476842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/12/raw-memories.html' title='Raw Memories'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-7124060093117394875</id><published>2007-12-03T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:09:18.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living with pessimists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Life and Lies of RECA</title><content type='html'>Wonder what's the last survey for? Yes, it's for knowing the current status of my life. Things you know, don't know, want to know, and don't want to know. The poem from &lt;a href="http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kevin's blog&lt;/a&gt; kinda reminds me of my life and what's happening around me. This is where it all begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Everybody knows me as cheerful, always smiling even amidst different problems. But they don't know that I hold a deep secret, actually it's not already a secret because I've told Tango about this already, inside me. Some kind of a phantom of the opera, if you know what I mean. I love math, yes. Though I suck in it these days. Trigonometry combined with Geometry followed by intermediate algebra is not a joke! I admit, I'm a kid at heart, just like my mom. It's happy being so young. I wish I regain youth... Speaking of youth, I just hate the past and the future. It haunts me, it makes me think of doing errors and make a fool of myself. All I know is some of my friends befriended me because of *kaching*. I am not from a rich family. I am from an average family that is rich with God's blessings. Well, not really average. Now... this is the deepest secret I will reveal, if you considered the above things as secret that is. Why do I make fun of other people? Why am I always connected to the 'net? Why am I exerting myself of irritating other people just to get noticed? Why would you see me doing anything almost anytime? It's because I'm avoiding my presence to the real world. I don't want to think of my problems. My friends are always there to help me. Thank you Nikki, Tango, Kuya Kev, Kuya Anjo, Kuya Pat, Ate Kamae, Ate Kon, Jeff, Mary, Jeanne, Edrun, JJ, Jommel, Eidref, Ronerick, Ken Marvin, Marty, Sarah, Nark, Eliz, Jastine, Jiorg, Gino, and to many others I haven't mentioned that would definitely fill this whole page up. They make me think that I am rich in friends. But what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; my problem? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some&lt;/span&gt; already knew that my dad suffered from cancer. Specifically, in the throat. It all started there. That sickness was since 5th grade. It got worse every year. And it only affected his eyes and brain, I think, this year. The accident that I couldn't tell last summer, 2007, was the time he passed out jogging near the Sports Complex bay. I started to worry that time. Then, while my second year of high school passes on, I didn't notice that he couldn't see anymore and there's a big bulge on his right eye. He started to get thin too. During that time, I limited myself from going out. And I'm not kill joy, Edrun. If you think that I won't go with you guys at the mall. I wanted to see my father's face if he is near death. Then just today, I went at school and my dad's getting strange. You know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nangingisay-ngisay&lt;/span&gt;. Today was also our rehearsal for the Biazon contest to be held at Festival Mall Expo Trade Hall on December 8. So, after what happened at school day, I went home knowing that my father is dead. My mom told me that she didn't texted me because she didn't want me worrying and focusing on other things. But I haven't focused since then because I have sensed this already. My head ached and everything ached from me. I'm filled with mixed emotions. I don't know what to feel. I feel numb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is me. A person with random thoughts, feelings, emotions, behavior, and everything. I know I am very difficult to be understand. I know you don't understand what the meaning of the other sentences are. And what's more is, I know you'll reread this post. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all. It's up to you what you want to feel or do with me. Some people are just meant to be random! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-7124060093117394875?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/7124060093117394875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=7124060093117394875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7124060093117394875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7124060093117394875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-and-lies-of-reca.html' title='Life and Lies of RECA'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-1201721034346003367</id><published>2007-11-25T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:19:12.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pokemon'/><title type='text'>Pokècollecting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.pkmn-ph.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 196px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb270/pkmn-ph/omni_ad.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/swdecksinshelf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/swdecksinshelf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb270/pkmn-ph/12inbuizelplush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://i211.photobucket.com/albums/bb270/pkmn-ph/12inbuizelplush.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/pokemongashapon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/pokemongashapon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/P1010683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 196px;" src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/P1010683.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lately, I've been saving money to buy Pokèmon collectibles. From figurines to books. I've already the two volumes of Pokèmon Omnibus (I bought 'em at SM Muntinlupa's opening) and five new figurines from Comic Alley a while ago. I want to save more for a deck of Secret Wonders (The one with the Elekible and Magmortar case). Pokèmon Gashapons are cool too! How I wish there's a Toy Kingdom and or Toys 'R Us near our place. That cute Buizel plushie is luuuurve too! But I was informed that they only saw that at SM North. So far! Is P600 easy to save?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-1201721034346003367?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/1201721034346003367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=1201721034346003367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1201721034346003367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1201721034346003367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/11/pokcollecting.html' title='Pokècollecting'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-8315218364898970518</id><published>2007-11-25T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:20:26.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><title type='text'>Wut's Cool With Skul?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Extract from "A Filler of Random Thoughts by RECA"&lt;br /&gt;November 15, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Thought # 2: Wut's Cool With Skul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/P1010685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/P1010685.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;JJ posing beside the newly built 3rd building of Muntinlupa Science High School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's new in Muntinlupa Science High School, you ask? I'll tell you what's new. Weeelll, there are lots of DepEd NCR officials visiting our school. Our teachers, including the principal, have been so busy lately. That leads us to almost doing nothing, nothing but rushing our Mean MPS! Now I realize how hard an accounting job is! What does accounting have to do with MPS? You don't want to know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choir has so many "projects" this month! Contests to join, I mean. Last week we have to impress the representatives of the Alternative Learning System (ALS) demo teaching of Ms. Ivy to us, choir, and the Rondalla. Also, that time was the GPTCAi meeting of the parents. Some politics attended the meeting. Muntinlupa officials, especially Bunyi's representative and Ruffy Biazon, telling the parents that our choir will join his choir contest to be held at Festival Mall this coming December. I was hoping they would inaugurate the 3rd building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco! &lt;/span&gt;Wargh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-8315218364898970518?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/8315218364898970518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=8315218364898970518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/8315218364898970518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/8315218364898970518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/11/wuts-cool-with-skul.html' title='Wut&apos;s Cool With Skul?'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-4441284304351255093</id><published>2007-11-15T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T11:00:20.099+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><title type='text'>A Filler of Random Thoughts by RECA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A while ago, when I was doing nothing, I decided to do something with my last spare of Cattleya Filler (gayahin ko si &lt;a href="http://pixxie14.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nikki&lt;/a&gt;, "They should pay me for the advertisement"). With a pencil on my right hand, I begin to think what use I could make it. Then my post, Lovin' Pencil Style ~ The Material of Random Thinking, came into my mind. I decided to write there things that I'm currently thinking, songs I'm usually singing, or drawings of "different" nature. I already made three Random Thoughts posts a while ago. One was which I am numerating all Pokemon Gym locations and leaders, a post that I'd transfer here, and an unfinished comic strip of Shaine and Kokey killing each other. I was thinking of a stupid conversation of the two, then, killing each other... And I hope &lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 102, 102);"&gt;the others&lt;/span&gt; won't read this! I would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; permit those of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very close&lt;/span&gt; friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-4441284304351255093?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/4441284304351255093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=4441284304351255093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4441284304351255093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4441284304351255093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/11/filler-of-random-thoughts-by-reca.html' title='A Filler of Random Thoughts by RECA'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-3127550622587017391</id><published>2007-11-13T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:01:05.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><title type='text'>Peek, Copy, and Save</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 283px;" src="http://www.murray.k12.ga.us/teacher/kara%20leonard/Mini%20T%27s/March%20Mini%20T-Games/Graphics/Fifth%20Grader%20Logo.png" /&gt;Peek. Copy. Save. The three cheats that you could use to help you answer the questions in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader?&lt;/span&gt;, a television game show made for adults to answer grade-school level questions. Different countries replicated this show that originated from the United States which first aired in February 2007.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Five fifth graders appear on each show and play along on stage. The player chooses one to be their "classmate", and is called upon for assistance. One child acts as a classmate at most two questions. Each contestant have three forms of assistance, two cheats and a save available for use once up to the $500,000 question, but not including the million dollar question.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Peek shows the classmate's answer and the player may chooses whether to follow it or not. However, they may only waste if their answer was the same as their classmate's. On the other hand, copy locks the classmate's answer to yours without being able to see it. A big disadvantage if your classmate is wrong! Save meanwhile credits the player's incorrect answer with a correct answer. This is used automatically on the contestant's first incorrect response. Once all three forms of assistance are used, the children no longer play an active role in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The rules change slightly for the million dollar question. The player is only shown the subject of the question before deciding if they will continue or drop out. However, if they choose to see the question, they are no longer eligible to drop out and must answer the question, with no assistance from the classmates. A wrong answer on the question will cause the contestant to drop back down to $25,000.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If, at any point during the game, the player chooses to drop out or is flunked out, they must face the camera and state, "I am not smarter than a fifth grader" and only receives $25, 000. I wish I was a contestant too. The 9th ($300,000) and 10th ($500,000) question on the last episode of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are You Smarter Than A 5th Grader&lt;/span&gt; on Q-TV were so easy. Like "The League of Nations was formed in conclusion to what war?" and "Mesopotamia is surrounded by two rivers. Namely, Euphrates and ______?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-3127550622587017391?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/3127550622587017391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=3127550622587017391' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3127550622587017391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3127550622587017391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/11/peek-copy-and-save.html' title='Peek, Copy, and Save'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-4935106480173941569</id><published>2007-11-12T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:15:47.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='net surfing'/><title type='text'>Poll Results</title><content type='html'>Fourteen people have participated in this poll. "How's my blog doing?" is the poll question of my blog for almost two months. And the results are the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Love it!&lt;/span&gt; - 4 (28%)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nice&lt;/span&gt; - 6 (42%)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;More posts&lt;/span&gt; -  2 (14%)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Bleh...!&lt;/span&gt; - 2 (14%)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the survey I've made; "Gusto niyo ba malaman ang buhay ko? Yes or No?", expectedly, all fifteen (15) answered 'yes'. The following reasons and their answers [and some other comments while surveying them] are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"i pick or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, kasi two letters lang small letter pa nauna"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"bqT? me meeting kami ng edi. YES"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"dagdag mo ako sa poll!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"yes because you were the one who inspired me to start my own, you know?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"oi! sgot ko yes!!!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"yes? ala lng"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"yes...of course"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"to see how you're doing, kung buhay ka pa "&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"edi yes..nyek. hai..naku..wak na nga lang..nevamind.."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"sabi ni stancy e"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Oh, ayan. Sige! Expect the unexpected post soon. Yes, soon. Er... I still don't want to reveal or spoil it yet. Except yung certain "Leleng" diyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, please vote me as... :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most Intelligent Member&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friendliest/Kindest Member&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr. 24/7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;... in the &lt;a href="http://www.kzone.com.ph/khq/index.php?topic=13363.0"&gt;KHQ Awards&lt;/a&gt;! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to &lt;a href="http://athan054.blogspot.com/"&gt;Than-than&lt;/a&gt;..., hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-4935106480173941569?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/4935106480173941569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=4935106480173941569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4935106480173941569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4935106480173941569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/11/poll-results.html' title='Poll Results'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-1553503302835318109</id><published>2007-11-09T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:15:08.053+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Humans Together, Friends Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/IMG_38021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/IMG_38021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/IMG_3806_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/IMG_3806_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No matter how hectic our lives are, we are definitely one big happy peer. I've never neglected my ol' friends, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tropang Pokemon&lt;/span&gt;. We still greet each other, help each other, and go home together. We have already planned for a mall shopping either at SM Tunasan or Festival Mall on our Christmas Party. I guess that now I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; in Evans, I should stick to my new set of friends. They call themselves &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tropang MPH&lt;/span&gt; (Multi-Purpose Hall), if my memory serves me right. Though, I think I'm very out-of-place with them. All they talk about is Rondalla, banduria, guitar, instruments, etc. I, myself, is considered as an MPH member. The choir practices there and all activities related to MAPEH takes place at the MPH. But I'll always be with Edrun, Nikki, and Nark. They're the ones I'm mostly close to. To my friends out there; "Hello and thank you for supporting &amp;amp; cheering me, agreeing with me, and sticking with me to good and bad times". I'll always remember you... even those at my previous school, I've never forgotten them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Whatever happened to Jeanne!? Classmates, let's go to SM Tunasan at November 16, Friday! After classes, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-1553503302835318109?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/1553503302835318109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=1553503302835318109' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1553503302835318109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1553503302835318109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/11/humans-together-friends-forever.html' title='Humans Together, Friends Forever'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-7013750563837309280</id><published>2007-11-07T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T22:00:16.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pokemon'/><title type='text'>Pokémaniac, Indeed</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/SinnohPokemonContest.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/th_SinnohPokemonContest.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/PokemonPearlWindworks.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/th_PokemonPearlWindworks.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/Credits2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/th_Credits2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/PokemonPearlWindworks.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks to Ate Jemma, I have played Pokémon Pearl. From the TV Report of the Red Gyarados to credits roll. Playing Pearl was mostly the only thing I ever did last sembreak. Mom had the impression that I am still at school. The second picture shows Valley Windworks. I recently caught a level twenty-two Drifloon that time. I woke up so early to catch it because that day, Friday, was my cousin's wedding. My starter Pokémon is a Turtwig. Great attack and defense. And I know if it evolves into a Torterra, it will learn a move called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Earthquake&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I have loved Pokémon Contests and Poffin Baking or also called as Pokébread. It's fun mixing the Poffin, though it is tiring... with all the stirring. I just can't get enough of the Visual Round of the Pokémon Contests wherein you could dress-up your Pokémon. And the Dance Round too! Even if I'm missing some of the steps, whoops. The character looks cute when he wears his tuxedo. I wonder what the female version dresses... Oh, and I've competed in the Pokémon Contest with Fantina and the character's mother! I wonder why I'm only the one dressed formally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well. I am currently catching Cresselia and Mesprit. I have encountered both a number of times already but they keep fleeing. I'm saving my Masterball for Regigigas. I wish my Riolu would evolve soon. I want a Lucario already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-7013750563837309280?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/7013750563837309280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=7013750563837309280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7013750563837309280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7013750563837309280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/11/pokmaniac-indeed.html' title='Pokémaniac, Indeed'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-2972964046074846267</id><published>2007-11-07T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T21:14:39.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><title type='text'>Lovin' Pencil Style~ The Material of Random Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.amspecial.com/main/mongol/images/yel_mong3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pencil. Pencil. Pencil. I can't live without one. I have one right now here beside me. It's a blue one, which I got free from buying the new mango juice at our school canteen. Pencil is my material that can make me think random thoughts like new ideas for a new novel or a new chapter or an answer to a self-answered essay. Writing with a pencil can make you freely change your answers and/or ideas with just a simple eraser using the end of the pencil, if there is. I can't understand why everybody wants to use ballpen instead. Permanent, messy, and heavy. Pencil writings are easy to erase, I know. But you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;could&lt;/span&gt; write it again, right? On the other hand, if you erase ballpen writings, it looks messy enough. My love for pencil began when our principal at my previous school checked our notebooks. I used one of my classmate's ballpen. It was a sign pen. When I showed my notebook, the notes looked hard to read. There were heavy blotches of ink behind the page and couldn't read the note. I was told to repeat it again but it was just the same! More erasures! GAH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even at MunSci. Most teachers would want you to write with a ballpen. That's why I loved math and Sir Obsequio last year! He required us to write with pencils! I also love those teachers who allow me to use pencil instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toinks. That's all for now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-2972964046074846267?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/2972964046074846267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=2972964046074846267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/2972964046074846267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/2972964046074846267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/11/lovin-pencil-style-material-of-random.html' title='Lovin&apos; Pencil Style~ The Material of Random Thinking'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-5747897645599427137</id><published>2007-11-07T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T21:16:50.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Bakit...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hindi ko maintindihan kung bakit sinasamantala ng karamihan ang aking kabaitan... or... "I can't understand why my kindness to them was always taken for granted."translated by Nikki, peace. Kapag kailangan ng tulong ko, lumalapit sila sa akin. Kapag ako naman ang nangangailangan, halos walang pumapansin sakin. Nilalapitan ko ang aking mga kaibigan kung sila ay walang kasama o feeling &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt; o namomroblema sila. Pero kung ako naman yung may problema..., wala lang... dedma... hayaan... Okay lang sakin yun. Basta 'wag nila ako pagusapan sa likod ko nang nalalaman ko. Total, sanay naman akong mag-isa, eh. Sige, go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang magandang halimbawa si you-know-who ng buhay ko, Shaine. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Halos&lt;/span&gt; naging matalik kong kaibigan siya nung unang taon sa high school. Siya kasi ang una kong nakilala sa aking unang taon. Naging &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;close&lt;/span&gt; kami nang ilang linggo. Pero napunta din ito sa awayan. Sinigawan niya ako sa isang klase namin sa Science &amp;amp; Technology. Akala niya kasi ay kasama ako sa iuusog ang upuan kaya siya sumigaw. Edi sinigawan ko rin kasi 'di naman niya kailangang sumigaw, eh. Dun sa araw na yun ay napaghulo ko na siya ay plastik kasi inuutus-utusan niya ako at humihingi ng tawad para sa nangyari... nang parang pagalit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noon namang clearance signing sa unang taon ay may kailangan kaming bayaran sa utang namin sa pagpophotocopy. Umabot yata yun sa  limang libo o tatlong libo. Para mapirmahan ang aming clearance sa photocopy, kailangang mabayaran yun. Naisip kong bayaran na lang ito upang hindi na mapatagal ang pagpapapirma. Nang bayaran ko iyon. Akala ko naman ay magpapasalamat sila. Pero hindi... "Ba't mo binayaran? Eh mangongolekta nga!" sabi ng isa. Ganun din ang sambat nung iba. Matapos iyon ay hindi ako binayaran ng mga walang'ya kong mga kaklase. Yung iba nagbayad. Wala akong paki sa mga bayad nila. Nadismaya lang ako kasi wala man lang nagpasalamat sakin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinagbibigyan ko lahat ng aking naging kaklase sa kanilang mga paguuto sakin. Alam ko namang nambobola lang sila eh. Kaya ko lang tinutupad ang kanilang mga gustuhin ay dahil para hindi ako maging bad-shot sa kanila. Ako yung taong ayaw mawalan ng kaibigan kapag sila ay nasa akin na. Pero bakit ganun? Nasosobrahan na ata ang pananamantala nila... Tapos nagiging mabait na nga ako kahit galit ako sa kanila pero binabara nila ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan... nailabas ko na ata yung lungkot ko pero lumala yata... hanggang sa susunod na post. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evan-esco?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-5747897645599427137?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/5747897645599427137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=5747897645599427137' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/5747897645599427137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/5747897645599427137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/11/bakit.html' title='Bakit...?'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-7402121912772298916</id><published>2007-10-20T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T21:16:14.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><title type='text'>All In Six Days Flat</title><content type='html'>Being a Science student can sometimes be fun or tiring. Projects to pass, notebooks to be checked, test papers to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;frequented, homeworks to be passed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on periodical tests&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;choir practices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and periodical tests itself. Though, amidst all of these, many activities are done this week. We, students, get to relax today after that periodical test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Starting Monday, the English Department and the municipality have arranged a "bookfair" with Scholastic, also known as the Scholastic Bookfair when they came to our school during my elementary days. Sadly, during my elementary days, the Scholastic Bookfair doesn't give discounts because I studied in a private school. All of the books were brand new and don't have covers like dirt rags. In this bookfair, they sell books from P30 to not exceeding P295. Those which are P100 and above are brand new books or "unrecycled". It was good, really, but what disappoints me is that there's none of my favorites like "daga" or Geronimo Stilton, Secrets of Droon, Goosebumps, works of Roald Dahl (ex. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory) which there is but it was P200+, and Harry Potter (&lt;em&gt;Trip ko lang hanapin, JJ... meron kasi dati sa Scholastic Bookfair namin nung elem&lt;/em&gt;). &lt;em&gt;Buti pa yung Series of Unfortunate Events, wala naman nung The End, at Narnia meron...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ma'am Ivy practiced us this week because we're not able to practice all day, next week and the week after that because she's going to uh... was that Palawan? Tenors are scheduled to practice Monday 3-5 PM (Note to self: P550 daw on Monday!!) and all four voices on Saturday. All these practices for the upcoming contest&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this November. Graagh! Four contests before the new year??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;So far, the tests that I know I have a high grade is Filipino and &lt;strong&gt;ENGLISH&lt;/strong&gt;. Party! 45 over 50! Matataasan ko na sana si Cuenco if I answered that plot plot thing or if I perfected the modals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ATTENTION: Evans... kasi naman eh... pass your computer projects to either Nikki's e-mail or mine (&lt;a href="mailto:reniel_10@yahoo.com"&gt;reniel_10@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;)... ipasa niyo bago mag October 23!! Ikocompile pa namin yun! Waah!! Turuan niyo din ako sa HTML... 'Di po ako gagawa ng webpage niyo, ang hirap kaya. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ayun lang, magdusa lahat ng EVANS!! MWAHAHAHA! (Ginagaya ko si Sir Eman, corny) &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-7402121912772298916?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/7402121912772298916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=7402121912772298916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7402121912772298916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7402121912772298916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/10/all-in-six-days-flat.html' title='All In Six Days Flat'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-1699076357412870985</id><published>2007-10-20T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T17:56:15.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Now You Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There's more to the Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore than you know. Written by Rita Skeeter, she fails to discover what emotions Dumbledore had during Dumbledore-Grindelwald relationship. Apparently, she couldn't make that out of Bathilda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;NEW YORK - Harry Potter fans, the rumors are true: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Albus Dumbledore, master wizard and Headmaster of Hogwarts, is gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. J.K. Rowling, author of the mega-selling fantasy series that ended last summer, outed the beloved character Friday night while appearing before a full house at Carnegie Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading briefly from the final book, "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows," she took questions from audience members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was asked by one young fan whether Dumbledore finds "true love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dumbledore is gay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;," the author responded to gasps and applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then explained that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dumbledore was smitten with rival Gellert Grindelwald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, whom he defeated long ago in a battle between good and bad wizards. "Falling in love can blind us to an extent," Rowling said of Dumbledore's feelings, adding that Dumbledore was "horribly, terribly let down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore's love, she observed, was his "great tragedy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, my god," Rowling concluded with a laugh, "the fan fiction."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potter readers on fan sites and elsewhere on the Internet have speculated on the sexuality of Dumbledore, noting that he has no close relationship with women and a mysterious, troubled past. And explicit scenes with Dumbledore already have appeared in fan fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowling told the audience that while working on the planned sixth Potter film, "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince," she spotted a reference in the script to a girl who once was of interest to Dumbledore. A note was duly passed to director David Yates, revealing the truth about her character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowling, finishing a brief "Open Book Tour" of the United States, her first tour here since 2000, also said that she regarded her Potter books as a "prolonged argument for tolerance" and urged her fans to "question authority."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone likes her work, Rowling said, likely referring to Christian groups that have alleged the books promote witchcraft. Her news about Dumbledore, she said, will give them one more reason.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumbledore's life is a mystery. Where'd he get that much intelligence? J.K knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071020/ap_on_en_ot/books_harry_potter"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-1699076357412870985?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/1699076357412870985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=1699076357412870985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1699076357412870985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1699076357412870985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/10/now-you-know.html' title='Now You Know'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-3716386826544395466</id><published>2007-10-08T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T18:50:32.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><title type='text'>A Splash of a Great Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Magdadissect ba? Magagalit ba si Ma'am Ivy? Anong oras kaya kami ipipick-up?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mixed emotions came up to me last Saturday. We had our practical test in Biology about the roots, the leaf, chicken wings and feet, and frogs. I thought we're going to dissect and identify the parts of each one, but it was only a question and answer thingy. There were this 10 tables for 10 students per batch. We're forty in Evans, so 4 batches. In these tables lie different species mentioned above. The easiest one landed to me... "Identify yellow", "Is the frog a male or a female?", and "Why is the frog your answer in number **(I forgot)?"... Then, after answering the first three questions, we will transfer to the next table number. I landed to table 6 so I will probably go to table 7. Our teacher said that one of the students in another section got lost searching the tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that 10 minute practical test we're on to doing our english project, making a short story. We went to Antholin's house, the school clinic. Yes, he lives in the school clinic not until now, he lives in Carolina. Well, they didn't start doing the project immediately so I wandered of and check whether our conductor had arrived already. Then, I checked whether either JJ or Jeanne have gone already. As you may hear or see, we have a choir practice that day. Mom called; "Up to what time is your practice?" she asked. "Can you tell your teacher to excuse you to attend only up to 2:30? Tita Lorie will be picking you up by 3. " Of course, I panicked. I thought we're to be picked-up by 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JJ had already left when I left for the clinic to check on my groupmates and came back. They we're going to do their project in his house. And Ms. Ivy wasn't still there and it was 1 past! I know if we started late, she won't agree on letting me get excused by 2:30. And she says that whoever can't attend will not join the contest anymore! I asked Jeanne if she would be practicing. She says, she don't know. When 2 o'clock struck, I acted fast. JJ wasn't there and Jeanne and her groupmates need to do their project. We decided to become fugitives, exaggerating really but it was the term one of my classmates told us what we were... We hid to each choir member and dashed to the tricycle when the coast was clear. Free at last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving home, I quickly paced my self and packed everything we, Kim and I, need for the overnight swimming. Nearly forgetting what I wanted to pack because of that running stuff at school. Anyway, this overnight swimming is actually Mary's (previous classmate) birthday party. When everything's ready, Tita Lorie's car beeped in the front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that much fun without parents hanging around with you and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;titas&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;titos &lt;/span&gt;asking what you want. The pool was actually connected to the springs and controlled by a machine. The next morning the "kids" played with us. We were playing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hanapan&lt;/span&gt;. The object is the shower knob. Mary, Kim, and I were the team mates. The kids were tackling us. One of them nearly prodded me on the sharp edge of the pool stairs. They were violent... very. In the end, we won because the "kids" were considering defeat to themselves because we were winning for rounds already. Insolent kids. We went home by 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I get home, I played a bit and did this Enhancement Program for Filipino. I was so tired that I gave up and decided to work on it in the morning. We had our Mid-Year Exams today and our classes start from 12-4. So, that means we have extra time in the morning! Still, up to now, I haven't finished that Enhancement Program. Our Mid-Year lasted until 3. So fast because some of the subjects are easy, easy I tell you! Easy! Oh by the way, that overnight swimming left a scorching, painful sun burn on my shoulders. When I carried my bag, it hurts, you know. It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, see ya! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evanesco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;PS. Congratulations to Manny Pacquiao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Magagawa ko ba 'tong Enhancement Program bukas?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-3716386826544395466?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/3716386826544395466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=3716386826544395466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3716386826544395466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3716386826544395466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/10/splash-of-great-story.html' title='A Splash of a Great Story'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-3806576773475902454</id><published>2007-09-24T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T22:45:52.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living with pessimists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Brain Wreck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The MOCK Test have ended a while ago. Well, it wasn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; easy even some of the questions appeared in our first periodical test. They changed some answers into something close to the real one. This MOCK Test readies us for the incoming National Achievement Test that may take place next month or after the third quarter, January. I hope it'd be January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started answering the part like a personality test after filling out the information about us. I still remember; "What would you do after high school?". My answer? Letter H, 'Take a 4 or 5 technological course' or whatever that is. I would also go for 'Take an entrepreneurial course' but a technological course sounds cooler. Then we'd answer Mathematics, then English, then Science, and Filipino, finally Araling Panlipunan. At the end of the test, we had to check them, supposedly, from 1:05-1:30 PM but we finished the test early and checked them early too. Though, we cannot go out of school before 1:30... My classmates informed us that we also had a jingle practice today for the Science Camp. When we started practicing, I haven't eaten lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home at 3 PM, exhausted and wanted to rest. Imagine, the day before the MOCK Test is the Musikapella Contest, then this MOCK Test, and jingle practice?! Then, my heck of a mother asked me to accompany her to buy medicine and milk. I told her I'm tired. Though she convinced me after she promised to buy me K-Zone if there was and would take me to Jollibee to have lunch. Then I finally said 'yes' that I'll regret in the end. For one, there was no K-Zone, I only ate a burger and a peach mango pie, and she ain't given me anything... Hmm... natagalan tuloy akong gumawa ng assignment sa A.P. pati sa English. Thanks to Tango... and no thanks sa kagrupo namin ni Edrun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paalis na ako mga Evans, Evans, Ehbs, Evans, Evans, Ehbs (=P).... &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-3806576773475902454?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/3806576773475902454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=3806576773475902454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3806576773475902454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3806576773475902454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/09/brain-wreck.html' title='Brain Wreck'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-8795584199488684934</id><published>2007-09-21T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T22:24:00.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><title type='text'>The MOCK Test, Musikapella Contest, and Science Camp</title><content type='html'>All these choir practice and stuff, it's because one of our contest is dawning and that is the Musikapella. I said 'one of our contest' because we have joined many contests. The Musikapella will take place at September 23, 2007 at UP Theater, Diliman, Q.C. Yes, only a day away from now...and we've been practicing since the first two months of this school year. Tomorrow, we'll have a "general practice" but it would be clashing with our other practice for the jingle rap at the Science Camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day after that comes, it'll be the MOCK Test for our incoming NAT (National Achievement Test). We'll have until twelve o'clock only! Hooray! But Edrun reckons we should do our project for Values Education and Araling Panlipunan on that day. *Bummer*. I wanna go home early on that day after this competition and that test. &lt;em&gt;Tapos may mga quizzes and assignments pa next day. Naku&lt;/em&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then this Science Camp turned up last week. It was announced after the promotion of Cartoon Network's Awards of Exellence. We need white T-shirts for printing of the Science Camp's logo, P35 for the printing, and P100 for the entrance. &lt;em&gt;Wala na akong emergency money&lt;/em&gt;, huhu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa choir naman kailangan ng P200 sa costume yata or something, P300 for the two tickets I reserved (P150 each), and ng 1x1 picture [na hanggang ngayon ay wala ako!!]. Why did I suddenly turned the topic into money?? Kasi . . . . &lt;em&gt;wala na talaga akong emergency money!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solicit to the poor =P. So, ayun lang. 'Bye. &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Sana naman hindi magalit si Ma'am Ivy sa akin bukas T__T &lt;==(Hindi ko 'to initials, JJ. At anong bastos diyan?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-8795584199488684934?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/8795584199488684934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=8795584199488684934' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/8795584199488684934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/8795584199488684934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/09/mock-test-musikapella-contest-and.html' title='The MOCK Test, Musikapella Contest, and Science Camp'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-765084404496159325</id><published>2007-09-15T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T00:32:49.179+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living with pessimists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>Weeks Without the 'Net</title><content type='html'>Finally! I am connected to the internet once again. If you're wondering why - or just really nosy about it - is that we've paid the telephone bill late. Well, they're (the PLDT folks) a bit irritating really. We should have had our internet back last, last Monday. But they needed my father's letter or he should talk to them. I was expecting that it'd be back last, last Monday. I told my classmate I could research for our report only to find out that it wasn't still reconnected. I have skipped choir practice and left early so that I could research. I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was my past week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There had been many visitors, bringing goods. I had a case of high fever that time and can't eat much. When I was back to normal, another set of visitors came and offered me a huge block of pizza and a meal of sharksfin. Normally, my stomach ached. Not much of a sight, really. We went to the doctor and he informed me that I have hyperacidity. Great. I was hoping of going to school... five more days of absence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many typhoons last month and recently we nearly got hit by the typhoon again. Luckily, a relative was staying with us that time and he helped us a lot. Though, classes were put onto four consecutive Saturdays. Our 2nd periodical test was also transferred that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad news of me not being one of the three lucky winners of the X-Box 360 had vanished once I had started the new MunSci Life 2! And Little Embers is nearly done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, my cousin, and her classmates went to Festival Mall for... - for...buying stuff(?). I had spent a lot of my money on three figurines (Palkia, Turtwig, and Staravia). I have started a debate wherein I mistook Starly's 2nd evolution as Staraptor. The cashier insisted that it was a Staravia and went to look at their poster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the only thing I could look forward to next week is frog dissection. I do hope no girls will be screaming. &lt;em&gt;Lalo ka na, Nikki&lt;/em&gt;. It's a plain, weeny frog. Nothing to be afraid of, unless you've been brought up as a stupid git. I'm planning to take pictures of the frog and put it here! Agree? Of course you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-765084404496159325?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/765084404496159325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=765084404496159325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/765084404496159325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/765084404496159325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/09/weeks-without-net.html' title='Weeks Without the &apos;Net'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-3407333586861222151</id><published>2007-07-17T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T21:36:45.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Luck of Evans, II-Edrun, Potatoes and Raisins, and the Transferee</title><content type='html'>In our first four subject today, no teacher attended their classes. Except for Olea, Diquit, Figuracion, and Esguerra. That kept me remembering the last time Edrun wrote down our section. Instead of II-Evans, he wrote II-Edrun! Mam Esguerra told him off because his paper almost got separated from ours and then Allan laughed. Mam Esguerra made him recite our motto; "To err is human, to forgive is divine".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osmosis and Diffusion, would they still process when there's no cell membrane? That's what we did in our Science and Technology class. Mam Ventura is not around that time so she gave a seatwork about making a short story or fiction of "The Day the Cell Membrane Stop Working". In my story I wrote about Cembrane the cell membrane that he stopped working because he wanted to rest[...]... Long story... Yes, I know we should &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; write a short story but I ended up writing a long one. I'm getting the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Science and Technology, we did this experiment about Osmosis. We were required to bring a potato and a box of raisin. The experiment was quite fun and... uh... I enjoyed eating the rest of the raisins. Later that afternoon, I found myself online at Yahoo! Messenger and some of the second years' status message was about raisins. They said I started it. No I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transferee I'm talking about is me. No, I didn't transfer to another school. I was transfered, in our choir, from tenor to bass. That's major problem. I don't want in the bass! I am always tenor! In my previous year, they tried on making me bass, which I was transfered back to tenor. NO, NOT BASS! &lt;em&gt;AYOKO NA&lt;/em&gt;! And I'm the big loss of the choir right now. So, &lt;em&gt;kung sino magaling kumanta dito&lt;/em&gt;, willing, sure &lt;em&gt;na magaling&lt;/em&gt;, confident, &lt;em&gt;malakas ang boses&lt;/em&gt;, taga-MunSci, then &lt;em&gt;sali kayo sa choir&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were pretty darned happy that we were lock inside the english room a while ago. If we were locked inside, then we could have been excused at Figuracion's class. Except that it was opened by one of our classmate &lt;em&gt;kasi unfair daw na kami lang ang ma-lock&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Kadayaan&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Nagsasaya na kami eh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this veeeerrrrryyyyyyyyy weird and stupid experience with my &gt;&lt;:{}"^&amp;%$#@!*(&amp;amp;)~` classmate..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Haaayyy.....'bye! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-3407333586861222151?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/3407333586861222151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=3407333586861222151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3407333586861222151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3407333586861222151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/07/luck-of-evans-ii-edrun-potatoes-and.html' title='Luck of Evans, II-Edrun, Potatoes and Raisins, and the Transferee'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-8182930409387258768</id><published>2007-07-08T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T22:11:52.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='once in a blue moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter, A History</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RpDLrFPa8wI/AAAAAAAAAHc/cY4I5W-Ojno/s1600-h/dhus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084787920302961410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RpDLrFPa8wI/AAAAAAAAAHc/cY4I5W-Ojno/s320/dhus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Harry Potter series have just made a recent blow in literary history ever. What do you think J.K. Rowling will write another novel again? Mom reckons she doesn't need to write another novel because she's already famous and rich already. I think not, I prefer to read one of her another novels, [if will be] because she's one of my inspiration to write novels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deathly Hallows, can't wait already. July 21, can't wait already. Enough of 'can't wait already'. Let's talk about Deathly Hallows. Is R.A.B really Regulus Black? Are those figures behind Harry Death Eaters? Why does all book cover focus on that locket? Who do you think are the two main characters who will die in the 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; book (please, do not let it be Ron and Hermione...)? What does &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Godric&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Griffindor&lt;/span&gt; have to do with this? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dobby&lt;/span&gt;? Making another appearance? Or was that either &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Winky&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kreacher&lt;/span&gt;? Where does &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Snape's&lt;/span&gt; loyalty really belong? And most importantly, will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Voldemort&lt;/span&gt; be finally vanquished?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RpDtTVPa8xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ysVBosAMs04/s1600-h/harrypotterandtheorderofthephoenix_bigposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084824895676412690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RpDtTVPa8xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ysVBosAMs04/s320/harrypotterandtheorderofthephoenix_bigposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hoorah&lt;/span&gt;! Another Potter movie released! Even if the book series will finally come to an end, there's still the movie to look forward to! As a matter of fact, even though I know what fate Harry and the DA members are going to face at the Ministry of Magic, I'm still psyched to see the movie! Watching it from a big screen is different from imagining it inside your head. Plus, you and I have got to see the Mimbulus Mimbletonia! hahaha. [And Luna Lovegood!]. I'd love to see centaurs gallop to Prof. Umbridge! And that cool telephone booth! Even the DA's training. When do you think will they make Half-Blood Prince and Deathly Hallows into movies? Years 2009 and 2011?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-8182930409387258768?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/8182930409387258768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=8182930409387258768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/8182930409387258768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/8182930409387258768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-history.html' title='Harry Potter, A History'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RpDLrFPa8wI/AAAAAAAAAHc/cY4I5W-Ojno/s72-c/dhus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-4194116304625252194</id><published>2007-07-08T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T18:19:58.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><title type='text'>Lucky Daze</title><content type='html'>So much for the "Lucky Day". Yesterday was 07-07-07. I don't believe in such. We had our choir practice for the contest on September (or was that August?) yesterday. I set out to go our school... It was a lovely weather. When I'm about to ride in a tricycle, somebody splashed something into a puddle and nearly got me wet. In our mid-practice that afternoon, violents winds began to blow, strong downpour too. It's like having Shiftry and Kyogre combined together. I was hoping that Ma'am Ivy would stop the practice but we &lt;strong&gt;have &lt;/strong&gt;to go on. &lt;em&gt;Now, how am I to get home!?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;And I have no umbrella with me!!&lt;/em&gt; Fortunately, JJ, a Laguna resident *cough*, came into existence (LOL), I mean, showed up. After the practice, I tagged along with JJ because he has an umbrella with him. Argh, this dingy umbrella of his was only fit for him! I arrived at home with my pants soaked with a bit water. And I have to worry about the mounds of homework I have to do... So much for the "Lucky Day"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all *bow*. Haaayyy.....'bye. &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-4194116304625252194?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/4194116304625252194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=4194116304625252194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4194116304625252194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4194116304625252194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/07/lucky-daze.html' title='Lucky Daze'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-1636165195464614932</id><published>2007-07-07T09:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T09:52:25.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter Mania</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Dark Lord approaches as the 2nd week of the 7th month dies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wahaha! Just kidding. Harry Potter month, oh yes! Deathly Hallows will be out of those security vaults and in the bookstores. Can't wait already. &lt;em&gt;Sana may pambili ako.&lt;/em&gt; My classmates don't understand "saving" because they keep on asking credit. WAAAHHH!!! But of course, we're going to watch Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix next Saturday with Mary and Tita Laurie, I think. My only problem is, how could I buy the Deathly Hallows for myself? T__T 'Bye-'bye, DH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here. This is a countdown for the OoTP movie. Oh, yeah, I forgot... I'm planning to buy the OoTP PC game too. &lt;em&gt;Ano ba yan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: #000; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; WIDTH: 300px; PADDING-TOP: 3px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="187" width="300" data="http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/us/bru/harrypotter/moviecountdown.swf" align="middle" allowscriptaccess="never" allownetworking="internal"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div style="BACKGROUND: url(http://l.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/us/bru/harrypotter/hp_movie_count_bg.jpg) #000 no-repeat center top; WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;a style="FONT: 12px arial; COLOR: #fc6; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://harrypotter.yahoo.com/"&gt;Explore the world of Harry Potter!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'Til next time! 'Bye! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-1636165195464614932?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/1636165195464614932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=1636165195464614932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1636165195464614932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1636165195464614932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/07/harry-potter-mania.html' title='Harry Potter Mania'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-3202419101541559153</id><published>2007-07-03T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T21:54:21.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>Reminiscing Moments: DotA Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RopM4VPa8tI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Bzc8ZdlwYkg/s1600-h/Fed+X.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082959660099236562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RopM4VPa8tI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Bzc8ZdlwYkg/s320/Fed+X.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Include Allan, Francis, and [miraculously] Marty. Exclude Andrei, the one at the right most corner. Blocking his face with his hands, holding I dunno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously, their so-called group of "DotA Boys" is derived from DotA, which they looooooove to play after classes (even if there are too many assignments). Mostly, this was their "language". I have just learned how to play it because of them... after that "race" project in Elective Math at Festival Mall. Anyhow, DotA Boys were used to be called as Fed X. Short for Federation X. It was - uhm - founded(?) by Ken Marvin in one of our speech choir practices. Though, Ken's in my league. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082966334478414578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RopS81Pa8vI/AAAAAAAAAHU/3XnPA7RdtU4/s400/FEDX.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some DotA Boys challenge higher levels and worse of all, they take credits... just to make the other play. Sorry..., DT Boys... Well, the result of all these were two of I-Aristotle got kicked out, one of the top students in Math is -well- &lt;em&gt;ayun&lt;/em&gt;, got lower grades, and some haven't passed their requirements at the end of the school year, taking more time in signing clearance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This new school year, they still got the chance to play though mostly, they're assignments are stacking up... wahehe. Wakokoko (OH NOES!! Kanino ko nakuha yung "wakokoko"?)! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all *bow*. Ayoko na mag-reminisce... Haaayyy.....'bye! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Credits to Eidref for the pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yey! Lapit na Order of the Phoenix the movie at yung Deathly Hallows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;POLLS! POLLS! POLLS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;More bloglinks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-3202419101541559153?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/3202419101541559153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=3202419101541559153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3202419101541559153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3202419101541559153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/07/reminiscing-moments-dota-boys.html' title='Reminiscing Moments: DotA Boys'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RopM4VPa8tI/AAAAAAAAAHE/Bzc8ZdlwYkg/s72-c/Fed+X.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-8999468487008290879</id><published>2007-06-26T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T20:41:52.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pokemon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>Why Cyndaquil?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RoEFvxuKRsI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2ux4jiqEDqc/s1600-h/cyndapkmn-ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080348173009569474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RoEFvxuKRsI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2ux4jiqEDqc/s320/cyndapkmn-ph.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RoEFnBuKRrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1jyh2jFY0JU/s1600-h/Cyndaquil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080348022685714098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RoEFnBuKRrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/1jyh2jFY0JU/s320/Cyndaquil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RoEFZxuKRqI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kRLB586nbIY/s1600-h/136px-Cyndaquil.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080347795052447394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RoEFZxuKRqI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kRLB586nbIY/s320/136px-Cyndaquil.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of you have been wondering, maybe, why I chose Cyndaquil as my favorite Pokemon. I only replied, "because he's cute and tough..." and nothing more. That's just half of the truth. All of these Cyndaquil craze basically started when I was an avid 5th grader Pokemon fan. I was secretly printing all Pokemon list (Kanto, Johto, and Hoenn Pokemon). I caught sight of, yours truly, Cyndaquil. He's not &lt;strong&gt;that &lt;/strong&gt;cute yet that time. One day, nearly Christmas time, I brought this "list" to school so that I could show my classmates that I've found new Pokemon, the Hoenn ones. All of them wanted the list because of the other cute Pokemon. All that was left to me was the one from Chikorita to Furret. I almost cried and I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just then, still that day, in our Arts class we are supposed to sketch whatever we like that has some "Christmas atmosphere" in it. I thought of a wooden cabin with a huge fireplace crackling embers of fire merrily. I drew a huge Christmas tree at the left side of the drawing. Underneath the Christmas tree are small presents, including a "somewhat" stuffed Cyndaquil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My teacher praised me for that. Thank you, Cyndaquil. Thank you, ol' classmates, for leaving that page to me. And then, when people asks me what my favorite Pokemon is, I reply Cyndaquil because it was the only thing I always remember. I started getting more of Cyndaquil craze after our elementary graduation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thnks fr th mmrs, Cyndaquil! Thanks for the memories, Cyndaquil!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haaayyy...'bye! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-8999468487008290879?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/8999468487008290879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=8999468487008290879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/8999468487008290879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/8999468487008290879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/06/why-cyndaquil.html' title='Why Cyndaquil?'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RoEFvxuKRsI/AAAAAAAAAG8/2ux4jiqEDqc/s72-c/cyndapkmn-ph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-2287924591756974803</id><published>2007-06-26T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T20:20:48.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><title type='text'>Secret Files: The Unknown Side of Teachers</title><content type='html'>Every now and then, I've been inquisiting teachers very well. I've wanted to come up to this post one day after I've finished...and... here it is. Warning: InLab people of MunSci... I FORBID YOU TO READ THIS IN FRONT OF A TEACHER! WAAHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Ventura - why is there always a bird chirping in your class? (hindi nyo gets no?) Kasi naman, pag magsulat sa whiteboard, sobrang diin. And you know, while writing, there's this chirping sounds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Maglinte - no comment...better than ****** &lt;em&gt;Barado&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Eman - wahahaha! Kapatid ata ni Ronerick! LoL. "&lt;em&gt;Magnitude yung ginagawa ng mga Diglet&lt;/em&gt;". Ay, mahilig sa Pokemon! And there's a rumor flying by that he is a MunScian-turned-teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Marcelliano/Marci - ano bang meron sa kisame at palaging tumitingala at tingin nang tingin kung saan-saan si sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Diquit - I've heard of "measure", "if", and "pair" but not "&lt;em&gt;may&lt;/em&gt;(as in the month of May)sure", "ef", and "fair"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Olea - DORY!! HAHAHA!! Ang hina magsalita grabe... I dislike Math na tuloy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Figuracion - magaling, magaling, magaling! Another Sir Obsequio personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Esguerra - cool english teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Wong - no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Jay - I should have said "no comment" for him &lt;em&gt;last year and until now&lt;/em&gt;, if he wasn't showing us that he's have a perverted mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all... Oh well, thanks for the tag, Edrun! I do appreciate you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaayyy.....'bye! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Added &lt;a href="http://shanatanuruchai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Kamille's blog&lt;/a&gt; link&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;More IMEEM music!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-2287924591756974803?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/2287924591756974803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=2287924591756974803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/2287924591756974803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/2287924591756974803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/06/secret-files-unknown-side-of-teachers.html' title='Secret Files: The Unknown Side of Teachers'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-5992518925411976861</id><published>2007-06-22T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T22:33:18.864+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><title type='text'>The Week So Far</title><content type='html'>It had already been three weeks at MunSci. And yet there were so many things that already happened in a regular MunSci life; quizzes, summative tests, oral recitation, group reporting/group work, role playing, practices, passing of requirements, research, experiments, assignments, seatworks, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just been recently added to the choir. And got to add more in my "friend list". Thanks to the 'Net. Ayoko mag special mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, I have to finish an AP take home quiz, a portfolio about the stages of friendship, an arguementative text on Filipino, SciTech assignment, copy notes... (basta notes). What makes my worries go away is when I'm watching Pokemon Advanced and Chronicles, the one Marty just lent me, and when I'm reading a book or novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yey! July 2 here we come! The whole choir will sing at the inauguration of Aldrin San Pedro, the new mayor, we'll be exempted! Urgh. My weekend is ruined. We will design classrooms tomorrow, do our SPEDRA group project, and choir practice. In the good side, may allowance naman kami sa pagkanta and may kainan sa July 2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-5992518925411976861?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/5992518925411976861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=5992518925411976861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/5992518925411976861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/5992518925411976861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/06/week-so-far.html' title='The Week So Far'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-797665533808634134</id><published>2007-06-18T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T21:55:49.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>Weird Things About Me, Part 2</title><content type='html'>More wierd things about me!! &lt;a href="http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/05/six-weird-things-about-me.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; for the first part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I say something when I feel like it... Especially in the 'Net (ie. "pork! pork!", "hello", etc...). You'll hear more in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Very&lt;/em&gt; inquisitive. When I say 'very', I mean veeeeerrrrryyyyy. I almost ask anything. Even if it doesn't concern me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I once shrieked when we've heard that Sir Obsequio is absent. Then Sir Jay came bustling into the room and asked who shrieked. Though, I slipped because everybody pin-pointed Allan because he was screaming the time I shrieked. (Sssshhhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I mutter to myself a bit when I want to express my feelings that badly... [Mutter! Hindi talk!]. Unlike, --- ------. Hahaha. Weeeehhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I can twist my tongue. A gift I learned from my favorite cousin, Ate Ana Mae, while we went to Pangasinan for a little vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I can make my left ear move. &lt;em&gt;Pwede rin sa right, pero konti lang&lt;/em&gt;. One time in my elementary days, I think that was grade 2 or 3 or 4, we were talking about dogs which can move and waggle their ears freely. And I reacted. "T'ser (which sounded like 'chair'), bakit napapagalaw ko ang tenga ko?" Then our science teacher dared me to move my ears. Everybody clapped! Thank you! Good show!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-797665533808634134?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/797665533808634134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=797665533808634134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/797665533808634134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/797665533808634134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/06/weird-things-about-me-part-2.html' title='Weird Things About Me, Part 2'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-4558827889452026022</id><published>2007-06-18T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T21:36:15.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='once in a blue moon'/><title type='text'>You Are My Friend</title><content type='html'>Belated Happy Father's Day! Yeah, I know this is one day late... hehe. But I had to make things done by yesterday. After all those ranting... I realized I should post something else... something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 15: 12-17 NIV (New International Version)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12&lt;strong&gt;My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you.&lt;/strong&gt; 13Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends. 14You are my friends if you do what I command. 15I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master's business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you. 16You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit - fruit that will last. &lt;strong&gt;Then the Father will give you my command: Love each other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may now know, mechanical gadgets makes us alone and remote from the others. We do not confide to someone we know but only ourselves. Some, goes to their friends (which is the point of this "post"), to share secrets and keep them. Putting their promises - not beyond the grave, surely - but in their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus defines and proves His Friendship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Does something&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Confides in you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chooses you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Open yourself up to your friends, your family. What more if it was up to Jesus? You don't choose Him, He chooses you. God, the Father, is also our friends. Everyone can be our friends. Haven't you noticed that some of us treat our parents, and even our teachers, like friends?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We prove our Friendship with Jesus:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do something&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give away His love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't just ask your friends, famliy, or Jesus for help. You must also act and give away His love. A fine example is this... Elvis Presley's guitar was the most splendored thing he ever had. The manager of the museum, where Elvis' guitar lays, had come up to you and said; "Isn't it beautiful? You can have it"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why did you think he said 'You can have it'? It's because he is sharing the LOVE. L-O-V-E!! As they say; "Share your blessings"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reflect:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Describe a situation in which you experienced being well loved&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How does your relationship with Jesus change once you start practicing His example of love?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Specifically, how would you rate yourself on laying down your life for your friends? Do you feel more like Jesus' servant or his friend? What helps develop the friendship?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How does prayer and obedience link to all these?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wished you learned something today. Haha... Haaayyy.....'bye! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-4558827889452026022?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/4558827889452026022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=4558827889452026022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4558827889452026022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4558827889452026022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-are-my-friend.html' title='You Are My Friend'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-2436716837624057291</id><published>2007-06-13T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T21:20:48.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>Reminiscing Moments: Tropang Pokemon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/P1010651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/P1010651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kulang etong nasa pic, okay? Marty doesn't want to be shot with them, eh, wanko... Nagmamadali sa pagliwaliw sa Fantasy World. Obviously, ako yung kumuha nitong pic... Oi. Hindi ako nagplano nung pose nila ah. Sila nagusap diyan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After classes yesterday, the five of us: me, Jommel, Ken Marvin, Ronerick, Marty, and Lorenz treated each other for a drink...toast! It was like a reunion (Nyaaakkkss[mga certain Jommel kasi nangaagaw ng drinks... kay Ronerick yun!! Nagalit tuloy =P]). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I remembered the time we went to Festival Mall after the last 3rd Periodical test, that was before our Christmas party. We played arcades and buy Pokemon figurines. Then, those devious friends of mine decided to leave Marty alone because he was buying Magic the Gathering cards. I parted with Jommel and Ronerick and Lorenz go together. Fortunately, Marty caught up with them. Ken Marvin wasn't with us that time because his parents won't let him. Of course they wouldn't it was all of a sudden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They were with me because of Pokemon they wanted more and more information about Pokemon. Well, except kay Lorenz, pero interested din siya sa Pokemon (and yung cellphone ko wherein he want to play...uh was that Miami Nights or something?). Oh, and dahil sa paminsan-minsan (LAGI-LAGI!!) kong paglibre sa kanila... I can't say 'no'... T__T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ngayong second year na nagkikita pa rin kami, in between breaks or lunch and after classes. Jommel, meanwhile, go online sometimes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here were my peer/barkada/whatever (mwahaha!!):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jommel - he was my first most close friend in MunSci other than Shaine and Nikki. Pervert (mga taga SMS talaga), devious, small but terrible (Beh), co-anti-Shaine   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Marty - from borrowing K-Zone to seatmate to Pokemon information to "&lt;em&gt;libre mo ako&lt;/em&gt;" to almost loyal friend... he does anything for me... in my command. He can't say no to me. Loves Yanma. Manya. Yaman. Weeehhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ken Marvin - loves to draw girls. "Papasabugin ko ang one Aris bukas. Mwahaha". LoL. Loves Duskull and Rotom, searched all their biological something that he always talks about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ronerick - MATH!!! Hahaha... Matalino 'to. Kopyahan ng bayan sa Elec. Math nung 1st year. I think his favorite is Rattata. Joke lang. Pikachu ata. He doesn't say. &lt;em&gt;Paalala kay Ronerick: May utang ka pang signature sa akin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lorenz - pervert. Loyal to his religion, INC. Sensitive, hyper active, cute [daw], sometimes serious. At my first day at MunSci, he kept on dusting his pants that made me notice him as "clean". Though, he is careless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Others&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Edrun - Smart, shy, hyper active, &lt;strong&gt;malalim boses&lt;/strong&gt;, Rondalla member, befriended with him because he is "Christian"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nark - hmm... hmm... Under inquisition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Marty, please remember the Pokemon Chronicles, please.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's all for now, haaayyy.....'bye! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-2436716837624057291?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/2436716837624057291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=2436716837624057291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/2436716837624057291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/2436716837624057291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/06/reminiscing-moments-tropang-pokemon.html' title='Reminiscing Moments: Tropang Pokemon'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-1589821661515084249</id><published>2007-06-12T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:20:46.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Kalayaan!</title><content type='html'>Today is Philippines' Independence Day! We have had our flag ceremony today, which is certainly most peculiar because the flag ceremony usually takes place on Monday mornings. Hello?? Sana naman walang assignments... Haha. Why did I complain? We just have two assignments..., as far as I know... please correct me. Yung mga taga-MunSci diyan na ayaw magtag or magonline sa Y!M. We only have Diquit's and Ventura's (Elec. Math and Biology). God, sana Physics doesn't exist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marty!! Pokemon Chronicles!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't had any classes yesterday and all I did was read (aww...tapos ko na ireread ang book 1, 4, 5, and 6 ng Harry Potter) and did the rest of my assignments. LoL. I searched for songs and poems about friendship. I even tried to download one because I only got tape while some of my classmate brought CD... but it was just too darned slow... &gt;__&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malapit na! Don't ask what!! Basta malapit na!! Yung you-know-what (get the point already? If you don't, sorry ka na lang. Try mastering Legilimency)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow na ang pasok ng ibang estudyante... sorry yung ibang hunter sa K-Zone...HAHAHA!! I have my secret substitute! My mom...(!!) Waahh!! Gusto ko pang magsulat ng isang post! But I need to sleep early. Baka ma&lt;em&gt;late &lt;/em&gt;ako bukas. I don't want to be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaayyy.....'bye! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belated happy birthday to Jastine Sosa! May you have a green-minded, este, excellent skull bashing birthday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-1589821661515084249?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/1589821661515084249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=1589821661515084249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1589821661515084249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1589821661515084249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/06/kalayaan.html' title='Kalayaan!'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-3801017851607382981</id><published>2007-06-08T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T22:34:35.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living with pessimists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='once in a blue moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>Changed for the Better and Worse</title><content type='html'>Finally! The end of the first week of classes... I was hoping on writing this post since Monday. But today is my only chance of writing because of so many assignments, requirements to bring (one my bag zipper almost popped up because of so many things in it and fortunately my dad fixed it immediately when I got home a while ago), designing of notebook (art materials propped out everyday), and quizzes (imagine!?! Quizzes on the first week!?! &lt;em&gt;Lang'ya&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of this post is argue about the new system the DepEd had ordered to all NCR schools. How infuriating! Do we have to walk in and out of the class!? Yes, being back to MunSci is perfectly nice. But I imagined the hard work they (teachers) have had let us through on our first year. How difficult would be on our second one? Surely worse. That made me nervous... and then this "Hi I am Reniel blah blah" or the introduction to one another. I haven't imagined that the system had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;changed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I thought the grading system is the one going to be &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;changed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! And then... I just sat beside Shaine on my first day... talk about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;worse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... that's the worst. Well, I tried making friends with her again. Though, may, you know, pa rin. I hope all of these makes me a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; student...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my problems before the school year was this commute thingy... I don't know and don't want to commute! That's is why I am not talking to my mother. Well, about commuting... There was this time, that was last Thursday, we had our first choir meeting and practice of school year '07-'08. Well, I can't tell my dad that I will be going home late. Just then, after the practice; missed calls at &lt;em&gt;sandamak-mak&lt;/em&gt; na text message from Kim, mom, and especially dad. I called Kim because I know it will be a lot more easier and for me not to wait for her reply anymore. I told her I'll go there in a few moments or so. Well, Marty and Ronerick, who I go with nowadays, have already left, and Jojie's the one left to go with me because she *ehem* lives to at *ehem* Laguna *ehem*. LoL. With that, Jojie wanted to take Bukid rather than Bayan, where I was supposed to meet Kim at 7-Eleven. I called dad because I know he texts slower. &lt;em&gt;Ayun&lt;/em&gt;, there was a shouting match... (cannot tell what happened)... I took the Bukid route. And took off in front of Jollibee where Kim and dad are already waiting. I explained that I had a choir practice that's why I didn't reply ASAP and go home late. At home, dad was saying that I didn't call him... Imagine!? Hindi ko daw siya tinawagan!? Tapos sabi ni mommy na pumunta pa daw ako sa Bukid pero malapit na ako sa Bayan!? I didn't even took the Bayan route! And then dad reckons I was using a lame excuse to cover na hindi ko daw siya tinawagan!? How dare him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohh... "*cough* midgets! *cough*" I choke whenever we pass onto first years. The only thing I call them that is because 1.) they're small and 2.) they're snob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of having a 100 grade on my English notebook even if the design isn't complete yet! Oh, noes! The only thing is... Ms. Esguerra might be reading this blog right now and some other classmates... Well, after putting my e-mail in my notebook, many of my classmates added me in their Y!M lists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no classes on Monday because the holiday was changed to that day to make our classes consequently. All of our Diagnostic Tests or Pretests were given this first week. All we have to do is make our scores lower. "&lt;em&gt;Mas maganda nga kung hindi niyo na sagutan, eh&lt;/em&gt;" one teacher said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! Haaayyy.....'bye! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm an official MunSci choir member!! Unlike last December '06...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you want your blog to be included in the blogroll just tag at the tagboard. Thanks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you happen to be Nikki, please, let me know your blog link&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hindi ako aatend sa birthday ni Jastine, BEH!! Baka kung ano pang &lt;em&gt;gawin&lt;/em&gt; niyo. Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-3801017851607382981?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/3801017851607382981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=3801017851607382981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3801017851607382981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3801017851607382981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/06/changed-for-better-and-worse.html' title='Changed for the Better and Worse'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-5746480603798272036</id><published>2007-06-05T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:11:10.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>The End of Harry Potter!?...</title><content type='html'>... how unlikely. I've read a "&lt;em&gt;The End of Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt;" at Powerbooks Live last Sunday. The author, David Langford, is well known for a good novel and book critique. It does have some interesting facts about his ideas for the upcoming and last book of Harry Potter. It's a book about what will the 7th and last book of Harry Potter will be, how J.K. Rowling ends the story, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Harry Potter and the Seventh Seal [...], Harry Potter and the Hogwarts Hallow (woo! That book title is very close) [...], Harry Potter and the Shinanigans (LoL) [...]" wrote the David who was enumerating all fake titles spread by HP fans and some by Warner Bros. agents. There are many fake title enlisted there, though, I don't remember all of them. Certainly, David doesn't know that the last book that will be on the front jacket of the books will be &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows&lt;/em&gt; because his book was published before the 7th book title was released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End of Harry Potter does have it's moments. He tells us that J.K. leaves clues from her previous books and will come over the future. &lt;em&gt;Don't you know that Minerva McGonagall is really Severus Snape's sister?&lt;/em&gt; Just kidding. That means... maybe... the Mimbulus Mimbletonia may have a certain part for the 7th book. Umbridge, who got sacked, I mean, fled from Hogwarts, will come back at the last book. Do you really think Snape is evil? How about considering this opinion. Snape just killed Dumbledore because he musn't break the Unbreakable Vow that he and Narcissa just did at Spinner's End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's just try and make J.K. let the cat out of the bag. Unfortunately, Ms. Norris is not the cat. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til next time. Haaayyy.....'bye! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Don't forget to buy your copies of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows at July 21! Oh, and as well as The End of Harry Potter. Watch Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-5746480603798272036?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/5746480603798272036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=5746480603798272036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/5746480603798272036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/5746480603798272036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/06/end-of-harry-potter.html' title='The End of Harry Potter!?...'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-7741581452999584742</id><published>2007-06-03T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T20:50:31.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something to blog about'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Mimbulus Mimbletonia</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071778716217409826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RmKT3veGgSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_6KzWmwc-D4/s320/386099057_1c46956862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This weird plant is called Mimbulus Mimbletonia. A plant Neville got for his fifteenth birthday. As it was described from the book;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"[it] appeared to be a small gray cactus in a pot, except that it was covered with what looked like boils rather than spines"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"It was pulsating slightly, giving it a rather sinister look of some diseased internal organ". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so interesting about it anyway? Actually, It can squirt thick, stinging, dark green jets of liquid from every boil on the plant if you gave a sharp prod of it with something sharp. Isn't it cool? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just wanted to blog about this when Ron Weasley joked about the Hag, the Healer (what the Wizarding world call their doctor), and the &lt;em&gt;Mimbulus Mimbletonia&lt;/em&gt; to Madam Rosmerta and didn't laugh. Afterwards, Ron sulked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, &lt;em&gt;Mimbulus Mimbletonia&lt;/em&gt; was also the first password of Gryffindor Tower at the first week at Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-7741581452999584742?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/7741581452999584742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=7741581452999584742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7741581452999584742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7741581452999584742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/06/mimbulus-mimbletonia.html' title='Mimbulus Mimbletonia'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/RmKT3veGgSI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_6KzWmwc-D4/s72-c/386099057_1c46956862.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-6960281654643217641</id><published>2007-05-31T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T22:52:20.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living with pessimists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='once in a blue moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>Worst Birthday Ever</title><content type='html'>Yes, you've read it right. Worst birthday ever. Well, you thought I was having fun a while ago when I was online... and yes, I &lt;strong&gt;was&lt;/strong&gt; having fun. Not until we went back home. I was asking for this Pokemon DVD I saw on the way. Well, I thought I could convince mother, but no. She declined. Then, at the supermarket, I asked mother if I could buy myself what I want. She said 'no'. What on earth am I supposed to buy then? 'Something useful'. Anong useful nga eh! We've already bought my needs for school. After that, I've reminisced what we've done at Alabang Town Center today. Did she agree at first to make me look at my former learning center, Kumon? No. Did she agree taking the FX instead of the jeep? No. I tried to take a picture anything on my birthday but I completely forgot. I remembered but I forgot when I became angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something. This were the only things we did there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk around for a while&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pay the cellphone bills (which we disturbingly waited for our number for sooo long)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat at Shakeys&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit Kumon [because I bugged her]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read at Powerbooks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play at EGG, when I went online for a few mo' because I tried many online games&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit National Bookstore to buy Kim her supplies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then go home taking the jeep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;After those, we went in Puregold to order a take-out food at Rice In a Box and buy Coca-Cola. I, then, asked if we could buy W.I.T.C.H for Kim. She said 'no'. I said; 'I'm going to use my money'. She said 'no' again. I asked if we could buy a DVD we could watch then said 'no' again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But fortunately, those who greeted me raised my spirits slightly. I want to thank them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gino who greeted me exactly at 12:00 AM &amp; ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jesmon who also did the same and I replied to them in the morning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buhayblog.com"&gt;Kuya Patrick&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeff who greeted me the time I went online before we go to ATC and greeted me again there when I went online&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cadiz (she's the you-know-who I'm referring to. &lt;3)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jemboy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jeremaeh or Maeh for short (SHE STILL REMEMBERS!?! Gosh! Yiheee! &lt;3)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ken Marvin, yes, I'll evolve na into Quilava!! How 'bout you? Sa February ka pa magiging Dusclops... thanks sa tag&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eidref&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate Kams &amp; ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KC &amp;amp; ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kim (KHQ) who greeted me because they received somewhat of a mail regarding my birthday ata. Haha. Anyway, thank you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alexis &amp;amp; ...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nedith who still haven't forgot my birthday and just went online to greet me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And to &lt;a href="http://www.spellmicael.com"&gt;Kuya Mics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you Tita Didie and family. That wonderful email of yours was great! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all!! Thank you very much for visiting! This is Roonil Wazlib speaking. Haaayyy.....'bye. &lt;em&gt;Eva-&lt;/em&gt;? What? Aren't they all complete yet? Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not forgetting them either, hehe. Most importantly &lt;a href="http://chicken-sopas.blogspot.com"&gt;Kuya Kev&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://pampatalinongtinapay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kuya Anjo&lt;/a&gt;. They're always there to cheer me up... (except for those funny moments of Ronald Weasley at Harry Potter when I'm not online)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To those who I forgot to mention just tag at the board :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay. This'll be the cue. No more intrusions? Okay. &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-6960281654643217641?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/6960281654643217641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=6960281654643217641' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/6960281654643217641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/6960281654643217641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/05/worst-birthday-ever.html' title='Worst Birthday Ever'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-3529900473019836608</id><published>2007-05-30T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:32:47.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='net surfing'/><title type='text'>Homework-Eating Pet</title><content type='html'>This is something I just searched while surfing the 'Net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/player/media/swf/FLVVideoSolo.swf" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=2398987&amp;emailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.yahoo.com%2Futil%2Fmail%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26vid%3D413964%26cache%3D1&amp;amp;amp;amp;imUrl=http%25253A%25252F%25252Fvideo.yahoo.com%25252Fvideo%25252Fplay%25253Fei%25253DUTF-8%252526vid%25253D413964%252526cache%25253D1&amp;imTitle=%2525E5%25258B%252595%2525E7%252589%2525A9%2525E5%2525A5%252587%2525E8%2525A7%252580%2525EF%2525BC%252592%2525EF%2525BD%25259ECat%252B%2525EF%2525BC%2525B6%2525EF%2525BC%2525B3%252BPrinter%2525E5%2525A5%2525BD%2525E5%2525A5%252587%2525E7%25259A%252584%2525E8%2525B2%252593%2525E7%25259B%2525AF%2525E4%2525B8%25258A%2525E5%252588%252597%2525E5%25258D%2525B0%2525E6%2525A9%25259F%2525E7%2525AF%252587&amp;amp;searchUrl=http://video.yahoo.com/video/search?p=&amp;profileUrl=http://video.yahoo.com/video/profile?yid=&amp;amp;creatorValue=d2lsbGlhbTEzMDAyMTc5&amp;vid=413964"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pretty wished King would do that. So I can have a reasonable and different excuse when I don't have homework. Especially at Elective Math or Unified Math...and Araling Panlipunan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a pretty silly post. Short. Haaayyy.....'bye. &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-3529900473019836608?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/3529900473019836608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=3529900473019836608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3529900473019836608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3529900473019836608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/05/homework-eating-pet.html' title='Homework-Eating Pet'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-1911935050152041851</id><published>2007-05-28T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T13:17:40.632+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living with pessimists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>I'm an Innocent Child! Honestly! Seriously!</title><content type='html'>This will be my very first post about nothing but rants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all happened two days ago, that was Sunday, when we went to Baclaran for a new set of school pants... I wished bottled-green pants aren't very rare find. When we finished buying pants, my mom found a bag store and made me pick one... Argh! NO! This'll be the first time I will use &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:f@%7C%3Ce"&gt;f@&lt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; bags at school. Then instantly, something popped out... I should have brought King and turn him back to his true owner. Speaking of which.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k53/kingreca/King_kool_smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Trivia: That hand, holding the sunglasses (which is mine), is Kim's. This picture was taken from a Nokia 6070 cellphone. I was holding King's favorite toy to make him look at the camera. I think he's camera-shy, like me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you thought that's a human with furry hair on it's face, you thought wrong. That's King. That annoying "dude" keep on getting in my nerves. I mean, wouldn't he stop barking madly everytime he hears a cat meow or scuffle at the top of the roof? Or bark whenever our other dog barks. And can't he just eat his pork?!? He needs to be fooled before he eat his food. Speaking of food and porks... I just happen to think about my cousin... Why did she ever tell mom about my blog!?! She'll just have to sneak in my blog whenever she can't feel my presence. I was thinking about changing my blog link. That nosy, little demon, git! LoL. Speaking of 'nosy', 'git', and 'demon' why is Shaine still my classmate?? How wretched life is...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When my father helps me wash the dishes, he always wets my clothes...grrr... Sometimes I wish that I don't need his aid when he does that. Then afterwards he whines about helping me then I get mad. How stupid! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silly me! Why didn't I noticed King Padua when I strode past them two days ago. I only saw him when his father said, "&lt;em&gt;Classmate mo yun?&lt;/em&gt;". Argh. I didn't have the chance to say "hi" because of that... bag... I was gazing at a Sun Cellular advertisement. I didn't even notice that I was staring right through him. I became taciturn and silent. I pretended to be squeamish about it. And walked straight for the tricycle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now... somebody sent this to me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Somebody just sent this to me...i'm just curious. Right click on the group name of your buddy list and click send message to all . Then copy this info and send this to all the people in this group. A new type of buddy list will appear after you send it . The new buddy list will tell you exactly where someone is, who they are talkin' to, and if they have more than one screen name it tells you what it is .......cool ha? it even tells u who r in the Invisible Mode coool =gm="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After I've sent that to &lt;strong&gt;some &lt;/strong&gt;of my list, they all reacted. What!?! I was just trying it!! I'm curious! It'd be cool if there'd be something like that! Don't you dare mock me! LoL. For those who didn't receive this...&lt;em&gt;sorry ka na lang... &lt;/em&gt;I stopped sending it after everybody reacted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm feeling a bit down this week... to those who I've confided in, bless you. May dalawa pa akong irarant. First... kung sasabihin mo ay..."parang hindi ka yata excited pumasok. Gusto mo pa atang magbakasyon". Excuse me. This vacation is not enough. The school year ended late tapos maguumpisa ng maaga. Finally, pagtapos naming mamili sa Baclaran nung Linggo, napagisip-isip ko na masyado nang polluted ang mundo. Sana vehicles aren't smoke-belching in the future. Imagine riding in a bubble that doesn't pop. See? O, haha hindi na mapopollute ang Earth sa ganun. Speaking of bubbles, *ehem* before things. I'm going to advertise this. "*drum roll* Meet the Robinsons!!! JUNE 5!!! BUT WHY SOME OF THE TV STATIONS SAID IT'LL BE JUNE 6!?! NEVERMIND!! JUST WATCH MEET THE ROBINSONS!! IT'S A BUBBLE-BLOWING FUN! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS. To Ate Rachelle: Thanks for the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; tip and help&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PPS. 2 days to go... -__-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PPPS. 6 days to go... -__-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's all for now. Haaayyy.....'bye. &lt;em&gt;Evanesco!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-1911935050152041851?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/1911935050152041851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=1911935050152041851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1911935050152041851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1911935050152041851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-innocent-child-honestly-seriously.html' title='I&apos;m an Innocent Child! Honestly! Seriously!'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-6893196145101162896</id><published>2007-05-26T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T14:17:06.970+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living with pessimists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>What's Happening to Me?</title><content type='html'>King is making this infernal scratching noise on the floor, trying to dig something maybe or just plain crazy dog. Those creaking noises annoy me everynight and then. I can't afford to sleep. Cockroaches....ewwwww! Those creepy crawlies often crawl up to me everynight. Unfortunately, they didn't bug my sleep last night. I am into a deep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was forced by my parents to eat much at dinner. I told them: "Gabi na...&lt;em&gt;konti lang please&lt;/em&gt;". My mom stacked another pile of rice at my plate. (Even if was my favorite viand, I don't like to eat much at dinner). Just then, I vomitted because of over-eating...ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just soooo depressed these last weeks of the summer. As you may well know... the end of May.... is my...uh...er...you know. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I never liked birthdays. MY birthdays. I hate growing up. It's like having more responsibilities and lots. I've noticed that whenever I grow a year old, I'm becoming more and more bored. To make it more clearer: I hate my birthday and I hate growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summit Media's office was the best office I've ever been to. It was so cold in there. And even the guard looks intelligent and kind, he even offered us to take a seat while waiting for Elaine Natividad, the Prize Princes. I'm still not opening mine though, I'm waiting for my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh. The weather is unpredictable for me. I can't stand the heat! I can't stand watching the rain! I can't stand hearing the thundrous roar of the lightning! I can't stand Global Warming! Waahh!! Pano na kaya kung magcocommute ako papuntang school? NOOOOO!!! Ayoko magcommute magisa T__T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd end it here or I'll end up saying something more waaaayyy out of topic. Haaayyy.....'bye. &lt;em&gt;Evanesco&lt;/em&gt;(disappears)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-6893196145101162896?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/6893196145101162896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=6893196145101162896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/6893196145101162896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/6893196145101162896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-happening-to-me.html' title='What&apos;s Happening to Me?'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-3496126928204222478</id><published>2007-05-25T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T00:03:47.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>1-4-5-0!!</title><content type='html'>Php1-4-5-0!! I need that much money to buy my own copy of Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows without reserving at a bookstore. How could I!? If my friends keep on asking me to treat them on anything they want. As you know me, I couldn't resist saying 'no'...even to my worst *****, Shaine. Well, I still got her as a classmate for the upcoming year. Another misfortunate thing of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, I'll try my very best. It's just P1450. I mean, how long could I save something like that? The book will be out at July 21 anyway, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of my incoming II-Evans classmates: Please...'wag muna kayo magpalibre for the first two months of my second year...haha. Magpalibre kayo kung tapos na. *beh* If ever ikaw si Nikki or Edrun; bakit ko kayo ililibre? Haha. Nilibre niyo ba ako ng something big?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about money... Why do adults talk nothing but money?!? Oh well, it still doesn't matter to me just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! Haaayyy....'bye! &lt;em&gt;Evanesco&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-3496126928204222478?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/3496126928204222478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=3496126928204222478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3496126928204222478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/3496126928204222478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/05/1-4-5-0.html' title='1-4-5-0!!'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-6853731937776718052</id><published>2007-05-24T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T11:14:27.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>May Dismay</title><content type='html'>The May air is starting to fade. The only exciting happening that occured this month was our swim at Splash Island last May 5, around first week of May. I thought this was a good impression of a good week after that...but no. A certain mishap happened to us and it gravely affected me even if it didn't concerned me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued to hunt for tokens at the &lt;a href="http://www.kzone.com.ph"&gt;K-Zone Website&lt;/a&gt; in the hopes of winning a certain console... tama nga naman si Kuya Kev..."Things we do for an X-Box". Joining the K-Zone Scavenger Hunt is tiring. This day, I just became the second placer again. Then again, I know they'll catch up with me on the following day. Everyday I compete with Jacqueline Udquin (as I call; "the fourth placer guy, I mean gal), I think we're the only one who is going up and down... What I mean is, we are the only two who are moving from the Top 5 Hunters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I do here at home are eating, hunting tokens, playing GTA: San Adreas (ssshhh!! My dad doesn't want me playing this), washing the dishes, napping, sleeping, watching TV, reading [anything], [trying] to update my Friendster and blog, chatting, researching Pokemon articles, checking my mail, downloading songs for my cousin's MP3, downloading &amp; watching YouTube videos, posting at K-Zone's Forums; the so-called KHQ (short for K-Zone Headquarters), moderating &amp; writing posts at the new PKMN-ph. In short... I'm bored of my life [or perhaps just this month]!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, or just yesterday, my mom, dad, and I went to Insular Life at Alabang to pick something up...dunno what it was. Then, me and my mom went at Muntinlupat Science High School (MunSci) for the Eskuwela Brigada '07. It is where we clean up the school. All the incoming second year are posted for Wednesday, May 23. Eh, our section, II-Evans, is for varsity or anyone who has joined choir, volleyball team, Rondalla, etc. Well, er... when we were cleaning...most of us were...noisy.... That means... Evans is dominated by Aristotle class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, who I trust in hunting me points for the K-Zone Scavenger Hunt, who wakes up in the morning to hunt (kasi naman kung kailan maagang-maaga dun mabilis connection sa website ng K-Zone), have gone off for a while at her dad and mum's place at Quezon City. She'll be back this coming Sunday. I'm missing company. [And she hunts faster than my mom!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be setting off to the city again tomorrow. My mom and dad's going at uh...dunno. While I claim my prize at the Summit Media office!! Weee!! Miuchiz or was that Muichiz?? Whatever it is, I'm excited.... My first prize, you see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Haaayyy.....'Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. To Mary; If you're reading this, thanks for the chocolate-covered macadamia nut, I do love it. Unfortunately, my other cousin (father side) ate two of them and mom uhh...er..ate the other. I only ate five. Iadd mo ko sa Y!M reniel_10 username ko. Did you plan for the overnight already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Changed Kuya Pat's blog link&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deleted a repeated link of Nathan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adding songs to my imeem playlist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-6853731937776718052?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/6853731937776718052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=6853731937776718052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/6853731937776718052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/6853731937776718052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-dismay.html' title='May Dismay'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-4770182557441149134</id><published>2007-05-10T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T22:14:55.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Six Weird Things About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I got tagged by &lt;a href="http://buhayblog.com/"&gt;Patrick&lt;/a&gt; to reveal the 6 weird things about me so here it goes… but first, I forgot to mention the rules. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each player of this games starts with 6 weird things about you. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 6 weird things as well as state the rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave a comment that says you are tagged in their comments and tell them to read your blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. If the clock struck 9 (both AM and PM), I always feel too giddy. (Well, I send much smiley and unecessary IM's whenever I'm online that time). Some thinks that I'm drunk... (I even added myself to chat with &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I don't like canned foods and hotdogs. I'm tired of eating those since childhood whenever my parents have nothing to cook in mind. I think I'll vomit anytime when I ate one. Though, I don't understand when it's someone's cooking, I eat it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. In my pre-school days, I used to chase chickens down the creak and, accidentally, I slipped and my face and body was covered with mud and my my knees were shaking violently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. I have this mannerism of mine that I have to pinch and hold the tip of my collar when I am nervous or staring blankly in space, thinking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. I don't want my toenails to be cut because it's fun touching it ^~^ (I don't bite them, okay?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. I am clumsy... I hit anything unexpectedly. Just like Tonks of Harry Potter :P. It's not my fault! (Do I look like a jinx that way?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why 6? I'll have a go for 9... 6 is unlucky for me says my horoscope&lt;/em&gt; &gt;__&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. My stomach penetrates and make this gurgling sounds whenever I see bugs (I'm not Misty. I do not shriek like her. I pretend that I like bugs). Though, I don't know what got into me when I saw that African Nightcrawler during our field trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. I have weird experiences with my previous pets...a hamster, guinea pig, bird (forgot what it was), dog, and fish... don't ask what happened to them... Only King and my other pet dog is my remaining house pets&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. They say, it's cute how I get mad... Does it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tag:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://zilu54.co.nr/"&gt;Zilu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://pampatalinongtinapay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Anjo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://kabiosy23.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kabios&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://spellmicael.com"&gt;Micael&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://martin-mystery101.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris Anne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gerbination.multiply.com/"&gt;Gerbene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-4770182557441149134?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/4770182557441149134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=4770182557441149134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4770182557441149134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4770182557441149134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/05/six-weird-things-about-me.html' title='Six Weird Things About Me'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-7698682315810226300</id><published>2007-04-27T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T18:54:26.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>Reminiscing Moments: Zigzagging Around the Field</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;March 31, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was staring deeply at the floor, sleeping... Suddenly, my mom kept on shaking me... "Gising na!" I was half-awake that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at school on time. But there are still some that are missing. We waited and waited until only one is missing. And that is.... uh. Shaine! It was then that....girl seated right beside us! She started borrowing my phone "Kuya, unli ka ba? Pahiram ako ng cell mo patext ako!" Demanding. lol. That's not the point anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our first stop was near Alabang Town Center, a Gonuts Donuts branch. We waited for many long minutes for our tour because each buses take turns. One of my classmate said; "Ma'am, eto na po yung P650 namin?". Minutes passed and it was already our turn. They showed us how they made the doughnuts and gave free samples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop, Leisure Farm, which was at Lemery, Batangas, but we have to take our lunch before the zigzag roads. Ken, one of my friends, puked (Sorry if I have to post this :D). He's not much that experienced in traveling. Anyway, we arrived there at maybe 11 am. Argh! Some of them took lunch there before the tour! hehe. There was this "Ultimate Mango Tree" that was not that ultimate much. 'Til we discovered that this mango tree grows different kinds of mangoes. I love mangoes! I should have snuck one in my pocket. African Nightcrawlers are their fertilizers in the Leisure Farm. African Nightcrawlers are worms. They grow herbs there that are ingredients to different kinds of food. Just like sodas and mints. We fed the chickens, jolly good! Wonder how they look when they get fried... However, we just passed around the Hydroponics Farm where "they can grow plants without soil!" as said in their pamphlet. We went inside the Flower Farm...oohh. We witnessed how they sprinkle the beautiful tulips that must be sprinkled every hour to make it live. hehe. My camera almost got wet. In the "High On Hybrid" section, we saw eggplants, corns, and many others in utmost beautiful form. Although, these plants and vegetables are *ehem* both male and female. We took a breathtaking tour around the Butterfly Garden where colorful butterflies inhabit. Finally, we got a little souvenir from the E-I-E-I-O farm, a little plant. But that doesn't end the Leisure Farm adventure. We still went to Forest Trail. It's a forest wherein we must cross the trail to enjoy the refreshing presence of nature. Though, those tour guide kept on shaking the hanging bridge and kept me jumping and my classmate's GBA batteries fell down the depths of the jungle. However, mom asked me if we were at Lemery, Batangas when we were on our way to the next destination. How did she know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that tiresome 2, or was that 4 hectares, of walking through Leisure Farm, our next stop was at Fantasy World. Fantasy World was said to be the shoot of the GMA telenovela Majika. That time, I'm so tired that I don't want to look around anymore. It was huge. But, no... my friends dragged me and I convinced them that we should rest. They respected me but they took my camera!! I had to look around for them. When I found them, we bought ice cream! Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back home, I relaxed by the living room with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;"Ang layo naman nung pinuntahan niyo, Lemery"&lt;br /&gt;"Leme-what?"I asked. "Ahhh. Lemery...How'd you know we were there?"&lt;br /&gt;"Ginamit ni mommy yung tracker-tracker ba yun?"&lt;br /&gt;"Sabi ko na nga ba eh!! MyGlobe Tracker! Dapat ni no ko na lang yun"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the field trip pictures &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/kingreca"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Haaayyy.....'bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-7698682315810226300?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/7698682315810226300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=7698682315810226300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7698682315810226300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7698682315810226300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/04/reminiscing-moments-zigzagging-around.html' title='Reminiscing Moments: Zigzagging Around the Field'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-4518582484873164626</id><published>2007-04-24T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T23:18:59.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RECA&apos;s Flame'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Lonely Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Summer bummer is here again. Jolly good. I missed that already. But one thing for sure, it's B-O-R-I-N-G. Always washing the dishes and stuff. 'Net surfing is my life during summer. I almost memorized the order of washing the the dishes and stuff. Glasses... utensils... ceramics... plates... and things used for cooking... haayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, hanging clothes?!? Grrr.... How... how... are you? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not me, I'm not fine. I wish I had a penpal or someone to talk to everyday. It's been a lonely day for me today. Waaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saved as much drafts and now I don't know which one goes first. But this post recently popped out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a song that I can relate to today. Though, I don't have a car. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/6bl8z2dOAo/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/6bl8z2dOAo/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Haaayyy..... 'bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-4518582484873164626?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/4518582484873164626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=4518582484873164626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4518582484873164626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4518582484873164626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/04/lonely-tuesday.html' title='Lonely Tuesday'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-4482576915389537274</id><published>2007-04-20T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:36:50.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>Reminiscing Moments: Shaine on You!</title><content type='html'>Can you imagine if your first friend became your first daring enemy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I do. Her name is Angelli Shaine Agustin. What's so &lt;em&gt;angel&lt;/em&gt; about her? None, I tell you, none! She was the first one who I knew at MunSci. She was also the one whom I am always with during breaks at my first week at MunSci. I thought she would also be my bestfriend in the end, but no. It turned out that not only me has this distinct hate against her. All of our classmates did. But I admire her pluck of making friends in other year, in other section. I wish I was like her, but what am I saying!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started one day in our Science class... we were having our quiz when our teacher told us to move our chairs so that no one would dare to cheat. Unfortunately, our column musn't going to move only the columns beside us. Then, Shaine, shouted at me"Hoy! Move daw!". That time, she borrowed my ballpen, I snarled at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks after that, I heard rumors spreading about a girl that has too much pride of herself and/ "&lt;em&gt;mayabang&lt;/em&gt;" Someone posted it on the Blind Item corner which we used to have. Then everybody knew it was Shaine. Shaine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this joke against her from our practice in our speech choir. Let me quote her: "Aris, quiet!...Ayaw niyo ba makinig!? Ayaw niyong magkaroon ng pera!? Ayaw niyong magkaproject!? Bahala kayo!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shaine on you!" one of us joked. The line was actually "Shame on you!"&lt;br /&gt;"Mamatay ka nun"&lt;br /&gt;"Baka hindi ka makahinga kapag nasa ilalim ka niya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't understand to myself is... I still remain loyal to her... After what she have done to me. When she asks for something and favors, I always do so. To Jommel(Special mention ka palagi): I don't want to be rude in any way so I still do whatever she asks me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember Shaine. 'Til death do us part. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til my next post. Haaayyy.....'bye. Ooohhh catchy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-4482576915389537274?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/4482576915389537274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=4482576915389537274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4482576915389537274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4482576915389537274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/04/reminiscing-moments-shaine-on-you.html' title='Reminiscing Moments: Shaine on You!'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-119371550811363647</id><published>2007-04-20T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T20:33:53.817+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MunSci life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Haaayyy.....MunSci</title><content type='html'>I remember it very clearly. "Haaayyy.....MunSci" is a &lt;em&gt;made-up&lt;/em&gt; talk show in our english class. It's about our experiences in and out of Muntinlupa Science High School. In the talk show, we even had a made-up commercial of Stress Tabs, haha, for the very stressful students and teachers of MunSci. We made this talk show at July 4, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all what I've been through at MunSci. I became very attached to it. I don't want to be kicked out!! No way! I even made my own "MunSci Life", an essay from our english class, again, and turned it into a novel. I wrote there those rough patches I had experienced and those "blame Reniel moments". How I first met and approached &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;her&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(Jommel ha!?! Kilala mo na yun=P). How we formed a Pokèmon fans club in our school. And even how I became friends with Marty, a good friend that everybody loathed, I do not! If they only knew him well. I wish I am with them at Festival Mall and Alabang Town Center like those silly moments we had back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my only promise to them is to complete the novels that I dedicated to them and always &lt;em&gt;text-text na lang&lt;/em&gt;. Before we go, I collected their signatures in the middle page of "MunSci Life". That novel is always dedicated to I-Aristotle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go Aris! Sana yung susunod na batch ay kasing galing natin! hehe". "Mabuhay ang MunSci"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;RONERICK!! WALA KA PANG SIGN!! KASI PURO KA NEXT TIME, EH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-119371550811363647?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/119371550811363647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=119371550811363647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/119371550811363647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/119371550811363647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/04/haaayyymunsci.html' title='Haaayyy.....MunSci'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-7153853629251430056</id><published>2007-04-19T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T23:07:12.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week Later</title><content type='html'>Before everything read this first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;John 20: 24-29&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;24Now Thomas (called Didymus), one of the Twelve, was not with the disciples when Jesus came. 25So the other disciples told him, "We have seen the Lord!" But he said to them, "Unless I see the nail marks in his hands and put my finger where the nails were, and put my hand into his side, I will not believe it." 26A week later his disciples were in the house again, and Thomas was with them. Though the doors were locked, Jesus came and stood among them and said, "Peace be with you!" 27Then he said to Thomas, "Put your finger here; see my hands. Reach out your hand and put in into my side. Stop doubting and believe." 28Thomas said to him, "My Lord and my God!" 29Then Jesus told him, "Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever doubted in believing in God? If you are you might want to find out what kind of doubt it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nathaniel's doubt-not enough information&lt;br /&gt;2. Peter's doubt-spiritual doubt&lt;br /&gt;3. Thomas' doubt-intellectual doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one solution with these doubts. It is faith. Believe in God! There is this saying: "Seeing is believing". What about those blind people whom Jesus healed? They believed in Him. "blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a story about Easter Monday. hehe. The day after Jesus rode a donkey on Palm Sunday, the donkey went to town and crave for attention like yesterday. So walking, walking...all people ignored him and shooed him like a stray cat. He can't believe that he was being ignored and ran back home to his mother. He learned that he isn't important when he is not with the Lord. He's just like normal people, like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflect: 1. What doubts or questions about God are you struggling with? What have you found helpful in dealing with doubts? 2. Have you received the gift of the Holy Spirit? How has it changed you? 3. How important is God in your life? How do people treat you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew! That was my longest post... That's all for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-7153853629251430056?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/7153853629251430056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=7153853629251430056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7153853629251430056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7153853629251430056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-week-later.html' title='One Week Later'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-1678954797187937003</id><published>2007-04-05T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T19:21:50.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOST 2007</title><content type='html'>Every March, before the current school year ends, Muntinlupa chooses its Sampung Ulirang Mag-aaral ng Muntinlupa or Muntinlupa's Ten Outstanding Students (MOST). The award was given last March 23, 2007 at the Fresnedi Sports Complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all starter in 1994, when Mayor Jaime R. Fresnedi was still vice mayor, the annual awarding of MOST has become a highlight in every graduating high school student of Muntinlupa. The MOST award is intended to encourage students and give them inspiration to excel in their studies, to give importance to the inherent intelligence and talents of students of Muntinlupa, to boost the participation of students in community service, and to support the objectives of the city government to develop the youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I envy most; part of the prize given to the winners of the MOST is a P25,000 per semester to help pay for the graduation tuition fee for four years, as long as the student is able to maintain academic excellence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the MOST 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge the picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img204.imageshack.us/my.php?image=most2007ul4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/8070/most2007ul4.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seated from left:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carla de Mesa -&gt; Pedro E. Diaz High School&lt;br /&gt;Sanica Jenine Mayor -&gt; Muntinlupa Business High School&lt;br /&gt;Maria Dominique Rustia -&gt; Paref-Woodrose School&lt;br /&gt;Mara Joe Tarrayo -&gt; Muntinlupa National High School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing from left:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma. Angelica Bautista -&gt; De La Salle Zobel School&lt;br /&gt;Hansley Juliano -&gt; South Crest School&lt;br /&gt;Leandro Santos II -&gt; Southernside Montessori School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan Coronado -&gt; Muntinlupa Science High School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lionel Belen -&gt; Paref-Southridge School&lt;br /&gt;Aileen Gail Versoza -&gt; San Beda College of Alabang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-1678954797187937003?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/1678954797187937003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=1678954797187937003' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1678954797187937003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/1678954797187937003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/04/most-2007.html' title='MOST 2007'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-7347853725023073357</id><published>2007-03-15T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T18:39:52.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet, Sweet Summer</title><content type='html'>Never a minute I've been thinking about summer these days, as you know the school year is coming to an end. Though, us MunScians still have classes until the first week of April, even though our periodical test are next week. I'm thinking summer...maybe back at Pangasinan? That's a good choice. Or maybe, read hundreds of novels or books throughout the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, when I spend summer at home, I could watch Pokemon all week! All day! By the way. The fourth generation of Pokemon has finally begun. All Pokemons now have english names (which was leaked from Gamefaqs) and the Sinnoh region series are starting this summer. Which I can find YouTube a little useful. I also found a trainer card making site. Here's mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pokecharms.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="171" src="http://www.pokecharms.com/trainercards/cards/46f94e6ad182397825ba9d1dc33b8363.png" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Wishing it's summer already... How 'bout you? Oh, I'm also planning to transfer to WordPress but I don't know how to use it... If you do, please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, see 'ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-7347853725023073357?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/7347853725023073357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=7347853725023073357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7347853725023073357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7347853725023073357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/03/sweet-sweet-summer.html' title='Sweet, Sweet Summer'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-7114275846470706396</id><published>2007-03-10T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T21:28:06.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Going Ons at MunSci</title><content type='html'>My!! So little time, so much to do. I can't even decide what to do on my free time. Either post here or do something else of more importance. A week after my last post, that day was Monday, aired the entry of my schoolmate, Kuya Ivan Coronado(4th year), in the noontime game show, Game KNB? So, it was him who stepped on to the next round which was aired the day after that, Tuesday. If you've watched, you'd know that he won the 1M which is still not given to him until this March. I planned to become a moderator of PKMNph that time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I started greeting everybody a "Happy Valentines Day!". CH-Armstrong gave me a token, a giraffe stuffed toy as precise, for the gift I gave her last Christmas. Of course, I would never forget the practice of the JS-Prom. &lt;em&gt;Haaay&lt;/em&gt;, you know Jan Manual of Starstruck? He went to school to cast for votes. Then, a group of San Beda's visited at school. Oh, I also wouldn't this one. We went to Festival Mall to do a project. Some kind of shopping spree wherein we must buy 7 items to fit in a 100 peso bill. Aaand... our group did it!! We got 100% in our project at Elective Math!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week after that. More things came up. Summatives, quizzes,... the usual. Also this is the week for practicing our cultural dance, Salakot for us and Maglalatik for the others. Feb. 28, we don't have classes for this...NAT(National Achievement Test), I think. March 1, 2007, we still don't have classes because it's Muntinlupa Day, yay!! Oh, March 2, my father's birthday. Then, March 3, the cultural presentation, which shattered my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... this week is unique, this is the time where we vote for the next SC(Student Council). The parties S.I.G.E.E and S.U.R.E interrupts some of the classes to campaign. Then March 6, is the Meeting de Advance of the parties and the actual voting. The next day, I've heard that people have voted all members of S.U.R.E which dismayed me. And then, there's this note passing around that we have a field trip at March 31! How exciting! They also announced who will join DAT(Division Achievement Test). This day, we have classes in payment for the suspension of classes in the week when Storm Milenyo striked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! So much to do. That moderator test took up a lot of time... I'm also working on a novel to join in a contest about a overview of my life... I sure hope I finish it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. I hope to post more oftenly to keep this blog more alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-7114275846470706396?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/7114275846470706396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=7114275846470706396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7114275846470706396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/7114275846470706396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/03/going-ons-at-munsci.html' title='The Going Ons at MunSci'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-5477985623078401964</id><published>2007-02-09T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T18:13:39.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was it a week or a month?</title><content type='html'>"Such shame"...those are the words that I caught during our practice on our radio drama of Sepang Loca on our English class. Nothing special, just..uh..sharing? Probably, I have lots to share since I'm not posting for days and days and days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       We had this radio drama about a crazy woman called Sepang Loca. And it was a success. We started our English class very good and ended the week very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Oh, and I forgot to tell about our Math camp last January 26, 2007. It really was an enjoying activity!! I was just to tell about this a week ago but I can't because we've been using this laptop for our recording session of the radio drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Then, I had these headache that started Monday noon. I forced myself to stay there but I can't resist. The next day after that, I rested for the whole day with my &lt;em&gt;tita&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; ates. &lt;/em&gt;Ugnh... then there is this that, that I missed, this that I missed, those that I missed, that I haven't passed, which were just inventions of my classmate, which are just only few things that I've missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Recently, five of us classmates, made a novel that has us as the bidas. We are making somewhat of a story just like Asian Treasures of GMA. But, in this novel, we joined different kinds of plots and storylines. The title isn't decided yet but our antagonist is final, my classmate Marty. Haha, he says he wants...!! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       A while ago, we saw our rankings (overall, top ten, blah...blah). In the overall, I ranked 110. And in our class, 15 (if there are ties) or 17 (if there are no ties). Lucky, though, last quarter I ranked 23 in class and somewhere in 150+ at the overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Until next time, see ya round!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-5477985623078401964?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/5477985623078401964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=5477985623078401964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/5477985623078401964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/5477985623078401964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/02/was-it-week-or-month.html' title='Was it a week or a month?'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-4348476753576419192</id><published>2007-01-20T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T21:30:32.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Enjoying the new template layout? Well, there'll be more later this month. I'll make sure to get the music back because filelodge's site is underconstruction, unabling me to get any songs. And also please visit my blog at Friendster. I totally convinced myself to update that yesterday because I had nothing to do but surf the 'net. That's what I'm busy with yesterday and today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years have passed, Harry Potter became more famous and famous everyday, every month, every year. But as what as I've concluded, people have known Harry Potter on movies and not in the books. Some says its hard to understand because they haven't read the series yet. Otherwise, us readers, are annoyed that some "scenes" in the book are ommited in the movies and some edited. Let's make a comparing in the movies and books shall we?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter and the...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Sorcerer's Stone- I don't remember some of this anymore but, here it goes... In the movie, they didn't show how Hermione split up with them at the scene where Harry would face Quirrel(did I spell it correctly?). Hermione really solved a er...somewhat a puzzle to let Harry pass to get through the obstacles and face Quirrel and Voldy, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;...Chamber of Secrets- The Death Day party wasn't shown. The movie didn't clearly show how Harry and Ron got Crabbe and Goyle's hair and how Hermione got the "essense of Millicent Bullstrode", HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;...Prisoner of Azkaban- Quidditch Finals wasn't seen in the movie. Harry received the Firebolt at the end and not when he still didn't know Sirius Black well. It was then that Prof. McGonagall confiscated the Firebolt for examine if there are curses upon it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;...Goblet of Fire- The Dursleys didn't appear in this movie, hehe. Harry dreamt of Hangleton at the Burrow and not at Privet Drive, ^_^. Quidditch World Cup was not fully seen. Winky didn't appear. My favorite part, the Sphinx's riddle wasn't shown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;...Order of the Phoenix- Coming Soon!! This year na!! Yehey!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;...Half-Blood Prince- Coming Soon!! Next year pa siguro!! Wahehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;...Deathly Hallows(not sure)- Coming Soon!! Next, next year siguro!! Waaaaahhh!!! -_-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Was your attention upon the title of the 7th book? I thought you would!! I've heard about this since last, last, last, last month from a foreign friend. He says this wasn't sure yet so I musn't talk about it yet. But I saw one of the KHQers open a thread about Deathly Hallows. The &lt;em&gt;Do Not Disturb &lt;/em&gt;sign at JK Rowling's website is now gone!! And it will open you to a Hangman game to let you guess the 7th book's title.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-4348476753576419192?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/4348476753576419192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=4348476753576419192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4348476753576419192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/4348476753576419192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/01/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-116920431198489967</id><published>2007-01-19T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T18:58:31.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Life, New Ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       Funny how I made the title. Well, first of all I'd like to greet you with a belated HAPPY NEW YEAR!! I wanted to make this post since the first week of January but, hehe, I'm very lazy to update this blog. They say 2007 is a year of success our whatits. Maybe, I'll improve my grades this quarter (*sana nga*).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       To all my novel readers; Thank you for your support from the year before. I wish that you may give me more ideas to come up with and useful comments on my novel. Actually, since my visit at Pangasinan, I've came up with two new novels. One is inspired from a hen at Pangasinan that is totally cute!! The second is about a boy with a power to make his imaginations come true... Syempre, itutuloy ko pa rin yung MunSci Life at fanfic ng Pokemon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       Finally, our periodic test are over. I dealed with Elem. Algebra, Filipino, and EP(Edukasyong Pagpapahalaga/Values Ed) pretty easily. This day, after the tests, we went to Festival Mall!! First time ko talaga mag liwaliw. (^_^)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       Until next time, see ya'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I haven't uploaded the pictures of our Pangasinan adventures, sorry!! I'll try when I'm really available :-P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-116920431198489967?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/116920431198489967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=116920431198489967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116920431198489967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116920431198489967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year-new-life-new-ideas.html' title='New Year, New Life, New Ideas'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-116721719693006614</id><published>2006-12-27T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T18:59:56.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at Pangasinan</title><content type='html'>This Christmas is awesome! There's no other word for it. I wanted to write this entry since Monday but it is sooooo tiring to post that time.&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 22:&lt;br /&gt;     This day is our Christmas party! Haha. There's a little blackout that day but it's okay, the party is still on. I received a gift from my classmate, four figurines of Pokemon. Others, meanwhile, promised that they would give me presents next year...maybe. After the party, at home, I packed everything I wanted to bring with me at Pangasinan, our province.&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 23:&lt;br /&gt;     I can't sleep very well. I'm so much excited. I waited for 3am to come, then I waked my parents. My parents also said that her officemate, Tita Didie and her family will come with us to Pangasinan. We had so much stopover before Pangasinan. We ate lunch at Jollibee located at Luisita Mall and dinner at my mom's ex-officemate's house. We arrived at Pangasinan almost midnight. We all just slept. It was comfortable sleeping at the &lt;em&gt;bahay-kubo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 24:&lt;br /&gt;     Today is the day for swimming day! We went to Macaleeng to turn the boat we will use to ferry us to Hundred Island. Before lunch, we took off. There were rough waves splashing about. I was scared that we might sink and shoved off Pangasinan, what a laugh. While the others, specifically Tita Didie's son, Axel, stood up the boat and felt the splashing waves. My nephew, Pamela, cried because she wanted to go home, hehe. There were many resorts there. We picked the most beautiful and swum there. Afterwards, we went island-hopping. There's this cave that has dinosaur uh... marks on the wall. We also saw this island that was labeled: "Pinoy Big Brother".&lt;br /&gt;     Later that day, after the Hundred Island touring, we celebrated Noche Buena. They served my favorite Pangasinan dish, &lt;em&gt;Pinapaitan. &lt;/em&gt;How delicious!&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 25:&lt;br /&gt;     I woke up early, maybe 5am or 4am... I don't know. I wasn't checking the time. I really don't want to go home yet. Even though Globe lacks signal there, I still received text messages, greeting me "Merry Christmas". I also greeted back. The folks decided to leave Pangasinan after lunch.&lt;br /&gt;     We went to Tito Boni's house to pick our watermelons. I accidentally er...uhm...dropped one and it cracked. Ooops. How embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;     "Welcome back,"Metro Manila greeted me at 7pm later that day. How boring. I demand to get back!! I want to see my favorite cousin, Ate Anna Mae. Know more about my cousin, Kuya Dodie. Eat more Pinapaitan!! Have more swimming!!&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 26:&lt;br /&gt;     This headache...uhgn...I want to update my blog today...&lt;br /&gt;Dec. 27:&lt;br /&gt;     Here I am, updating. Here's a sneak peek of the Pangasinan adventure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL UPLOADING...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-116721719693006614?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/116721719693006614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=116721719693006614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116721719693006614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116721719693006614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/12/fun-at-pangasinan.html' title='Fun at Pangasinan'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-116670694790825340</id><published>2006-12-21T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:15:47.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas for me and you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What a busy week I had! Since last week, there were tons of surprises for me to overcome until Christmas. It's been also a while since my last post...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday(Dec. 9, 2006): I was playing at my computer, since there is no MTAP and LEAP program that day, suddenly my tito at Quezon City called at the telephone but I was connected on the 'Net...He tried to call at my mom's cellphone. He said that my grandfather needed a trip to Pangasinan pronto! At 4 PM that day, we left. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday(Dec. 10, 2006): I haven't slept last night... My country cousins loved playing at my GBA SP so they asked me nonstop on how to play it. 1 Pm onwards, we left Pangasinan, leaving lolo behind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday-Friday(Dec. 11-15, 2006): There's no other word to decribe it. BUSY. Veeeeerrrryyy busy. There are lots of summative tests, surprise quizzes, homework, classwork turned to homework adding to the pile. I'm missing the spirit of Christmas...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday(Dec. 16, 2006): My mom tagged me along to her meeting about our Christmas party for next week(that is tomorrow). And a meeting about the complaints of other parents of why their children failed in Math. This doesn't surprise me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday(Dec. 17, 2006): We went to church at Makati and afterwards buy gifts for my cousin and I's monito or monita. Hehe. The one who I've picked wanted to get a figurine of Pokemon, so mom said that she'd buy tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday-Wednesday(Dec. 18-20, 2006): Last-minute-tests and homeworks. Some teachers made us do homework while on Christmas vacation. It's barbaric, I say. It is a surprise that Sir Obsequio, our terror elective math teacher, let us play on his time. Many of the teachers doesn't attend classes anymore!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday(Dec. 21, 2006): This is today. Tomorrow, I'm so much excited. What a bummer. I've heard from my parents that we'd go again to Pangasinan on Saturday or maybe Sunday. I've decided not to attend the MunSci Pop Idol &amp;amp; "Bandage"(Battle of the Bands) program tomorrow. I'll be here at home, relaxing by the television with my pet dog King. All things are ready for the Christmas Party tomorrow! We'll be in a paaarrrtttaaayyy mood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-116670694790825340?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/116670694790825340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=116670694790825340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116670694790825340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116670694790825340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-for-me-and-you.html' title='Christmas for me and you'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-116558067134015410</id><published>2006-12-08T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T20:24:31.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speech Choir - Spits Choir</title><content type='html'>We won!! We won!! Actually,... WE WON!! Omigosh...I can't believe that we won. Last Tuesday night, they've announced the winners but I wasn't there because I left school early but still took my place at the speech choir. The next day after the contest, rumors fly by around the 1st years... It's just because of that dove so we won!?! Bah!! No way! All because of a dove? Of course not. Uhm... well, I haven't brought the camera that day. I am supposed to post pictures of the speech choir here. Haha! And also my classmates came out of a joke of spits choir instead of speech choir because some of us - you know, like that principal at That's So Raven -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokemania 3 is also coming up at Cartoon Network. 4 back-to-back episodes of Pokemon. Imagine? Just 13 days to watch Pokemon Johto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhh. 17 days to go before Christmas Day!!&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooooooooooooooooooooo much excited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-116558067134015410?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/116558067134015410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=116558067134015410' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116558067134015410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116558067134015410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/12/speech-choir-spits-choir.html' title='Speech Choir - Spits Choir'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-116514302553384324</id><published>2006-12-03T18:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T18:50:25.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's That Time of Year Again</title><content type='html'>Christmas is really near this time. I'm so much excited, now that on our school we will have lots of Christmas parties. One from the PTAs, one from our teacher at Elective Math(not very sure), and the original Christmas Party for the class and with our adviser. For a start in the month of December, our speech choir has been rescheduled either tomorrow or on Tuesday. And the field demo will be on December 9. Haaaayyy...more practice. I wish I could play more on the new game I've installed thanks to K-Zone, SupaSupa!! It's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic. It seems that we're late at decorating the house this Christmas because of the Storm Milenyo. We're still busy repairing some of the damaged parts of the house. And more and more guests are coming since the past months and the past weeks. Practices!! Programs!! Memorization of no-nonsense!! MTAPs!! LEAPs!! Thank goodness, those will be over maybe next week and whew..., hoping the Christmas vacation starts early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advanced Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maagang pagbati ng Pasko at manigong bagong taon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-116514302553384324?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/116514302553384324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=116514302553384324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116514302553384324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116514302553384324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-that-time-of-year-again_03.html' title='It&apos;s That Time of Year Again'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-116452991052002118</id><published>2006-11-26T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T16:31:50.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Union Church of Manila</title><content type='html'>It's very relieving having a church service at a peaceful area... But do you know where I go to church? The answer; Union Church of Manila at Makati City just near Greenbelt I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The statement that appears on the front of the church bulletin each Sunday contains a historical note on Union Church of Manila (UCM) and their mission:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Union Church of Manila is an English-speaking, self-supporting, evangelical Protestant congregation, established in 1914, in response to the needs of the growing American population.  We welcome people of all nations and denominational backgrounds as we continue to fulfill the unique calling to serve the needs of the international community. We seek to be a worshipping, praying, studying, caring, servant community, centered in Jesus Christ as Lord. We preach and teach Christ as Lord.  We preach and teach Christ as attested to in the Scriptures in order that all might become mature in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A more succinct version has been developed into a purpose statement: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People of All Nations&lt;br /&gt;                                         &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;nited in Christ&lt;br /&gt;                                                                        &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;entered in Christ&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;aturing in Christ"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The history of Union Church of Manila is a story of faith - faith in the guiding hand of an Almighty Father, a pillar of fire leading his children through a wilderness of difficulty and bounty, war and peace, disappointment and triumph, despair and hope - but always and ever delivering them from the darkness of night to the brightness of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many foreign people go to church here. Sometimes even artists. I see some every Sunday. What I adore most is that there are two types of services: Contemporary and Traditional. Contemporary service starts with the Worship Team to sing praise and worship. Traditional is longer. Their choir is absolutely amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's for all now, I'm still memorizing our speech choir piece; The Charge of the Light Brigade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time on my next post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-116452991052002118?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/116452991052002118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=116452991052002118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116452991052002118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116452991052002118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/11/union-church-of-manila.html' title='Union Church of Manila'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-116392167555694065</id><published>2006-11-19T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T15:34:35.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming...</title><content type='html'>Hey there! It's been a long time since my last post. It's just been a very busy weeks, days,...that looks like years to me. Today we went to SM Makati to buy things for our Science and Technology tomorrow. I've got this frantic cellphone messages that Manny Pacquiao won at the third round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, arriving from church and shopping, our neighbors were screaming noisily. I think they were overjoyed of Pacquiao winning. Well, it's in his hands the glory of our country will be redeemed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was our card giving..., giving me a headache, ugh! Don't even think of asking me what is my rank. Nonetheless, I'll perfecto them this quarter. I'm really so much excited for the Christmas holidays...cards, presents, Christmas tree, presents, caroling, presents, feast, presents, family bonding, AND &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PRESENTS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaaayyyy... more summative tests, pop quizzes, seatworks, assignments, and recitation to come before holidays. Oh, and this "&lt;em&gt;Salakot dance&lt;/em&gt;". But those who are joining the camping on Subic will be exempted. What do you think? Will I join at the field demo Salakot dance or at the camping jamboree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-116392167555694065?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/116392167555694065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=116392167555694065' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116392167555694065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116392167555694065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/11/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is coming...'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-116168842274155057</id><published>2006-10-24T18:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T19:13:42.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interesting Week or IT'S SEM BREAK!!!</title><content type='html'>After that storm, classes, periodical test, deceiving, blaming... Nevermind that. Now that it's semestral break for us MunSci students, it'll be blast, I think. I'm planning to finish off one of my new novels, "MunSci Life". But thinking of what I did through those days, I think that it'll be better that I would take a break from school work. Hehe, and another unexpected thing came up last Friday. Our teacher likes to recruit boys to join the school choir. I signed up and she says we will have practice this week until Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooohhh!! But I got a new printer for my computer and a Nokia 6070. My mom made a post-paid account so that I'll never ask load from her ever again. *sigh* It's good to know there's no practice today because it's the celebration of Ramadan. "Selamat Hari Raya"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn! After that Storm Milenyo, I've been missing some episodes of Pokemon. I'm trying to watch them via YouTube but some of them are already deleted. Also that video I've posted here is already gone. I didn't get the chance to watch 'em all. Ah, yes!! Tomorrow's episode's my favorite: Good 'Quil Hunting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-116168842274155057?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/116168842274155057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=116168842274155057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116168842274155057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116168842274155057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/10/interesting-week-or-its-sem-break_24.html' title='An Interesting Week or IT&apos;S SEM BREAK!!!'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-116013956312484933</id><published>2006-10-06T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T20:59:23.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Time for Vacation</title><content type='html'>Ah, atlast, after the storm, summative tests, quizzes, plays, projects, and school work, I got time to have a little vacation at Calamba tomorrow. I'll have a little swimming. Though, it is one of my past classmate's party. Ah, life. The stress. Still, me and my classmate decided to join the choir that'll be having a practice tomorrow. I don't know if I can make it but I really want to join. Just before this day ends, I am listening to some Pokemon songs that really made me enjoy. It's just so darn catchy and the beat is so Pokélivel. Here are the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pokemon Theme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the very best&lt;br /&gt;Like no-one ever was&lt;br /&gt;To catch them is my real test&lt;br /&gt;To train them is my cause&lt;br /&gt;I will travel across the land&lt;br /&gt;Searching far and wide&lt;br /&gt;Each Pokemon to understand&lt;br /&gt;The power that's inside&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon! (Gotta catch 'em)&lt;br /&gt;It's you and me&lt;br /&gt;I know it's my destiny&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon!&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, you're my best friend&lt;br /&gt;In a world we must defend&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon! (Gotta catch 'em)&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts so true&lt;br /&gt;Our courage will pull us through&lt;br /&gt;You teach me and I'll teach you&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon&lt;br /&gt;Gotta catch 'em, gotta catch 'em all!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Gotta catch 'em all!&lt;br /&gt;Every challenge along the way&lt;br /&gt;With courage I will face&lt;br /&gt;I will battle every day&lt;br /&gt;To claim my rightful place&lt;br /&gt;Come with me, the time is right&lt;br /&gt;There's no better team&lt;br /&gt;Arm in arm we'll win the fight&lt;br /&gt;It's always been our dream&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pokemon: Johto Journeys Theme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be a mas-ter&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to show their skills&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to get there faster&lt;br /&gt;Make their way to the top of the hill&lt;br /&gt;Each time you try&lt;br /&gt;Your gonna get a little bit bet-ter&lt;br /&gt;Each step you climb&lt;br /&gt;It's one more step up the ladder&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole new world we live in&lt;br /&gt;(Do-do-do-do-do-do)&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole new way to see&lt;br /&gt;(Do-do-do-do-do-do)&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole new place&lt;br /&gt;With a brand new attitude&lt;br /&gt;But 'cha still gotta catch ‘em all&lt;br /&gt;Be the best that you can be&lt;br /&gt;(Do-do-do-do-do-do)&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon Johto&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to make a statement&lt;br /&gt;Everybody needs to call their mark&lt;br /&gt;Stand alone in the victory circle&lt;br /&gt;Stick their claim where the music starts&lt;br /&gt;Give it all you've got&lt;br /&gt;You can be the very best ever&lt;br /&gt;Take your best shot&lt;br /&gt;What you learn will come together&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole new world we live in&lt;br /&gt;(Do-do-do-do-do-do)&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole new way to see&lt;br /&gt;(Do-do-do-do-do-do)&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole new place&lt;br /&gt;With a brand new attitude&lt;br /&gt;But 'cha still gotta catch em all&lt;br /&gt;And be the best that you can be&lt;br /&gt;(Do-do-do-do-do-do)&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon Johto&lt;br /&gt;(Do-do-do-do-do-do)&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole new world we live in (live in, live in, live in)&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole new way to see (to see, to see, to see)&lt;br /&gt;It's a whole new place&lt;br /&gt;With a brand new attitude (attitude, attitude)&lt;br /&gt;But 'cha still gotta catch em all&lt;br /&gt;And be the best that you can be&lt;br /&gt;(Do-do-do-do-do-do)&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon Johto&lt;br /&gt;(Do-do-do-do-do-do)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Guitar solo)&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pokemon Theme-Orange Islands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you wanna be a master of&lt;br /&gt;Pokémon!&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the skills to be&lt;br /&gt;Number one!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take the ultamite test&lt;br /&gt;On the courage to be bold&lt;br /&gt;To risk it all and not forget&lt;br /&gt;The lessons that i hold&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go where none's been&lt;br /&gt;Far beyond the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Take command&lt;br /&gt;Use the power that's in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Oh hey !&lt;br /&gt;We all live in a pokemon world&lt;br /&gt;(pok'emon)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;The greastest master of them all!&lt;br /&gt;(greatest master)&lt;br /&gt;We all live (yeah yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I a pokemon world&lt;br /&gt;(pokemon)&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the&lt;br /&gt;greatest master of them all!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pokémon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Two Perfect Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;By Brock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A one woman man's what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Stay by her side so faithfully&lt;br /&gt;I would if I could, but it's just no good&lt;br /&gt;Cos there's two perfect girls for me&lt;br /&gt;Hey, whoa&lt;br /&gt;Officer Jenny, oh can't you see&lt;br /&gt;You can look me up and throw away the key&lt;br /&gt;Jenny, if loving you's a crime&lt;br /&gt;Then sentence me now and I'll do my time&lt;br /&gt;My uniformed beauty is simply the best&lt;br /&gt;She's got my heart under house arrest&lt;br /&gt;But before that cop names me her boy&lt;br /&gt;I'm head over heels (he's head over heels)&lt;br /&gt;I'm head over heels for a nurse named Joy&lt;br /&gt;Jenny, oh Jenny&lt;br /&gt;Joy, oh Joy&lt;br /&gt;A one woman man's what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;But there's two perfect girls for me&lt;br /&gt;Hey, whoa&lt;br /&gt;Nurse Joy, won't you please&lt;br /&gt;Cure me of this bad disease&lt;br /&gt;Oh Joy, the diagnosis is bleak&lt;br /&gt;When I see your face my knees get weak&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning up. I got the fever&lt;br /&gt;She's my perfect nurse and I'd never leave her&lt;br /&gt;Her bedside manner has healed so many&lt;br /&gt;So why am I in love? (Why’s he so in love?)&lt;br /&gt;Why am I in love with Officer Jenny?&lt;br /&gt;Jenny, oh Jenny&lt;br /&gt;Joy, oh Joy&lt;br /&gt;A one woman man's what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;But there's two perfect girls for me&lt;br /&gt;I've tried, and I've tried&lt;br /&gt;And I've searched way deep inside&lt;br /&gt;From these two I won't choose&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand the bed news&lt;br /&gt;About the name of the girl that&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna lose!&lt;br /&gt;This can't go on, enough is enough&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta pick one no matter how tough&lt;br /&gt;It's time for eeny-meeny, miny-mo&lt;br /&gt;But wait a second! (Wait a second!)&lt;br /&gt;Wait a second! (Come on a wait a second)&lt;br /&gt;What's her name? I've just gotta know!&lt;br /&gt;I've just gotta know!!&lt;br /&gt;Jenny, oh Jenny&lt;br /&gt;Joy, oh Joy&lt;br /&gt;A one woman man's what I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;But there's one, no two, no three&lt;br /&gt;Four, five, six, seven - so many&lt;br /&gt;Perfect girls for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-116013956312484933?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/116013956312484933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=116013956312484933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116013956312484933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/116013956312484933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-time-for-vacation.html' title='A Little Time for Vacation'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-115918391200980482</id><published>2006-09-25T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T19:31:53.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucario and the Mystery of Mew preview video</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waaaa!! Silly headache! I'm dead sick today. I can't go to school that's why I'm here alone at home. This would break my no-absent-in-school record. I've never been absent. I only get sick during summer. Though, being at home isn't bad at all. I got a chance to watch my favorite shows today. I'm trying out to see my temperature that actually is 35.5 degree celsius (is that the normal body temperature?). I see that it's cooling down. But it keeps getting stronger if I get up my bed. Waaaa!! I miss my friends! I miss my teachers! And more importantly, I miss school!!!! IT'S SO BORING AT HOME ALONE ONLY WITH YOUR PET DOG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This video is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the first part of the movie Lucario and the Mystery of Mew. Hope that you would enjoy it and have an idea of the movie. Meanwhile, today's episode on Pokemon will be "Roll On, Pokemon". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4fIShpibL8g" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-115918391200980482?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/115918391200980482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=115918391200980482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115918391200980482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115918391200980482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/09/lucario-and-mystery-of-mew-preview.html' title='Lucario and the Mystery of Mew preview video'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-115899792160724088</id><published>2006-09-23T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:52:01.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pokémon: Lucario and the Mystery of Mew</title><content type='html'>Whoa!! Awesome!! (^_^) Another new Pokémon movie!!! Though, I'm watching it through YouTube. Thanks to my wonderful friend, Maeh, for telling me the link. Here's some preview pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img79.imageshack.us/img79/3070/brockashmaymaxpikabi3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img64.imageshack.us/img64/5051/lucariodb2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe...Pokémon rules!! Gotta catch 'em all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/5893/camaroncastlepikaaipomsm3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-115899792160724088?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/115899792160724088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=115899792160724088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115899792160724088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115899792160724088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/09/pokmon-lucario-and-mystery-of-mew.html' title='Pokémon: Lucario and the Mystery of Mew'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-115771325741806225</id><published>2006-09-08T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T19:01:00.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Card Giving</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow will be our card giving. Waaa...I'm just in the --th place. Eh, anyways, before the card giving, there will be a play: "Three Rats". This is the part of our project. Cool. Though, tomorrow will also be the Advancement and Enhancement project of the Science department. I'm included in the Enhancement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this past Tuesday, Pokemon just got in the season 3. Today's episode will be 'The Wacky Watcher' and on Monday 'The Stun Spore Detour'. Catch the new timeslot of Pokemania 2 on weekends, starting 6:00PM. Gotta Catch 'Em All!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-115771325741806225?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/115771325741806225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=115771325741806225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115771325741806225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115771325741806225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/09/card-giving.html' title='Card Giving'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-115711071715582733</id><published>2006-09-01T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T19:38:37.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank GOD it's Friday</title><content type='html'>I blame my classmates for letting me go to school today. The truth is, it was more cooler today than yesterday. I tried to use my brand new traded card, Cyndaquil and Quilava AND Meganium, with my friend. I battled using it. It was a good combination though. There were new booths that were added today. There was Playstation booth and ... never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, there will be a few changes with my blog. The first is adding a background song that can be played below the gallery. I thank FileLodge for hosting some songs. The background song will be changed every week. Maybe, next week I was planning to change the song to Bop to the Top or We're All in this Together or other songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-115711071715582733?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/115711071715582733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=115711071715582733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115711071715582733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115711071715582733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/09/thank-god-its-friday.html' title='Thank GOD it&apos;s Friday'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-115702333960556440</id><published>2006-08-31T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T19:22:19.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame-O!!! ( -_-")</title><content type='html'>Bah!! We weren't included in the game and I don't know why!!! The booths were as bad either. Maybe, tomorrow I'll absent because there's nothing much to do. Except playing at the Playstation booth that will open tomorrow. *sigh* I guess, I'll have to come. My friends also expect me to bring my ------. I don't even know if my parents will allow me to bring it. Since, I told them that many things were lost and were stolen things in our classroom a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...There will be a few changes in my blog.  1.)Background music   2.)???&lt;br /&gt;Just guess what it is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-115702333960556440?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/115702333960556440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=115702333960556440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115702333960556440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115702333960556440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/08/lame-o.html' title='Lame-O!!! ( -_-&quot;)'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-115693585680784475</id><published>2006-08-30T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T19:04:17.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Sports Fest~</title><content type='html'>What a bummer... I only need to get to post on my blog every weekends or every time I have research work to do in the Net. Anyways, tomorrow and on Friday will be our sports festival~yehey~. But I joined only one sport, that is Badminton. I teamed up with my classmate, HSM boy. He doesn't want his name being mentioned. Well, there will be also booths. I hate being held up by the jail booth. No one knows me anyways. There's also this Playstation booth but I don't know if it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traded my precious Holo Raichu card to my classmate and gave me an ex-Cyndaquil and ex-Quilava card that I wanted so much... He also gave me a holo-rare Meganium card that would complete my Chikorita collection~YIPEE!!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-115693585680784475?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/115693585680784475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=115693585680784475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115693585680784475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115693585680784475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/08/sports-fest.html' title='~Sports Fest~'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-115657229487913277</id><published>2006-08-26T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T22:16:36.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Crazy Saturday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Hans, the leader of our class play, announced that there will be a practice this day. But, suddenly, it was kinda cancelled. Yup, so I watched Pokemania, anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was searching through the Net, my friend gave me a link of a music video of "Start of Something New", "What I've Been Looking For", "Bop to the Top" and "Breaking Free" on YouTube. But, I realized it wasn't a real music video. It was about two siblings imitating Zac Efron and Vanessa Anne Hudgens sing it. I laughed the whole day, think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link too: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohvi0-ECMks"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohvi0-ECMks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=myA5FfWn-OY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=myA5FfWn-OY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eaEQCLMP23M"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eaEQCLMP23M&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KK5SxoAaehg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KK5SxoAaehg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-115657229487913277?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/115657229487913277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=115657229487913277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115657229487913277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115657229487913277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/08/one-crazy-saturday.html' title='One Crazy Saturday'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-115650099297615230</id><published>2006-08-25T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T18:23:46.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boom! Baby!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4392/3623/1600/31340153731629l.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4392/3623/400/31340153731629l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my classmates in Jesus the Risen Savior School. Here's the only picture of them that I could remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...that's over now...'cause I've got new classmates...though, not like my older ones. Today, I get to update my blog and forums. Tomorrow, got plans with my classmates. We have to practice for our class play "&lt;em&gt;The Three Rats&lt;/em&gt;" on Monday OR Tuesday. Is there really classes on MONDAY?? I'm VERRRRYYY confused of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-115650099297615230?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/115650099297615230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=115650099297615230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115650099297615230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115650099297615230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/08/boom-baby.html' title='Boom! Baby!!'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-115613116473466353</id><published>2006-08-21T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T12:58:19.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Monday</title><content type='html'>Today is another different monday. Yup, it is again raining. What a bummer. To the fact that I'm staying home with my family because we're celebrating Ninoy Aquino day and there is no classes. All I can do today is post at KHQ and in this blog, though it seems quite boring to me. YET, I made a new forum (my very first forum).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit our forum (yeah, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kingreca.proboards86.com/"&gt;http://kingreca.proboards86.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!! My mom cooked one of my favorite dishes, Tuna Pasta!! This would satisfy me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-115613116473466353?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/115613116473466353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=115613116473466353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115613116473466353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115613116473466353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/08/rainy-monday.html' title='Rainy Monday'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-115607953654702289</id><published>2006-08-20T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:12:16.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PKMNph</title><content type='html'>Last week, I just joined in a forum of Pokemon addicts (including me, hehe). And I received an official avatar of PKMNph.com . There are lots of stuff about Pokemon here. Ask them, not me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-115607953654702289?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/115607953654702289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=115607953654702289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115607953654702289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115607953654702289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/08/pkmnph.html' title='PKMNph'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33048692.post-115607580753768644</id><published>2006-08-20T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:10:07.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very, Very, Very, Very, Very First Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello there! My name is Reniel Acapuyan of San Pedro Laguna...Or call me R.E.C.A for short, though I wouldn't appretiate it. I study at Muntinlupa Science (nakapasa ako hehe ako pa).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks for visiting my very, very, very, very, very first blog. YES! WELCOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And please visit also these websites:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kzone.com.ph"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.kzone.com.ph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pkmnph.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.pkmnph.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neopets.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.neopets.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33048692-115607580753768644?l=flamereca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/feeds/115607580753768644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33048692&amp;postID=115607580753768644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115607580753768644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33048692/posts/default/115607580753768644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flamereca.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-very-very-very-very-very-first-blog.html' title='My Very, Very, Very, Very, Very First Blog'/><author><name>Reca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07248950369175532474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AnmBdBmjSBs/SKayacm3b1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/vvkxICefsu4/S220/King_kool_smile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
