<?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-7974342907035721008</id><updated>2011-08-02T10:07:03.531+08:00</updated><category term='tech-ish-talk'/><category term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><category term='ojt'/><category term='rant and share'/><category term='thesis'/><category term='a game of pretend'/><category term='informative'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='feelings'/><title type='text'>sensical non sense</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-7086824412995781769</id><published>2008-07-10T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:39:01.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[I'm a VERY bad person]...o_o...survey</title><content type='html'> Survey thingy ripped from RJ and Paolo's sitey&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. smoked&lt;br&gt;2. consumed alcohol&lt;br&gt;3. slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex&lt;br&gt;4. slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex&lt;br&gt;5. kissed someone of the same sex&lt;br&gt;6. had sex&lt;br&gt;7. had someone in your room other than family&lt;br&gt;8. watched porn&lt;br&gt;9. bought porn&lt;br&gt;10. done drugs&lt;br&gt;Total: 5&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. taken painkillers&lt;br&gt;2. taken someone else's prescription medicine.&lt;br&gt;3. lied to your parents.&lt;br&gt;4. lied to a friend.&lt;br&gt;5. snuck out of the house&lt;br&gt;6. done something illegal.&lt;br&gt;7. cut yourself.&lt;br&gt;8. hurt someone&lt;br&gt;9. wished someone to die.&lt;br&gt;10. seen someone die.&lt;br&gt;Total: 5&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. missed curfew.&lt;br&gt;2. stayed out all night.&lt;br&gt;3. eaten a carton of ice cream by yourself.&lt;br&gt;4. been to a therapist.&lt;br&gt;5. been to rehab.&lt;br&gt;6. dyed your hair.&lt;br&gt;7. received a ticket.&lt;br&gt;8. been in an accident.&lt;br&gt;9. been to a club.&lt;br&gt;10. been to a bar.&lt;br&gt;Total: 2&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. been to a wild party.&lt;br&gt;2. been to a Mardi Gras parade.&lt;br&gt;3. drank more than four beers in a night.&lt;br&gt;4. Had a spring break in Florida.&lt;br&gt;5. sniffed anything.&lt;br&gt;6. wore black nail polish.&lt;br&gt;7. wore arm bands.&lt;br&gt;8. wore t-shirts with band names.&lt;br&gt;9. listened to rap.&lt;br&gt;10. owned a 50 Cent CD.&lt;br&gt;Total: 3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. dressed Gothic.&lt;br&gt;2. dressed prep.&lt;br&gt;3. dressed punk.&lt;br&gt;4. dressed grunge.&lt;br&gt;5. stole something.&lt;br&gt;6. been too drunk to remember anything.&lt;br&gt;7. blacked out.&lt;br&gt;8. fainted.&lt;br&gt;9. had a crush on a neighbor.&lt;br&gt;Total : 4&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. snuck into someone else's room.&lt;br&gt;2. had a crush on your friend.&lt;br&gt;3. been to a concert.&lt;br&gt;4. dry-humped someone.&lt;br&gt;5. been called a slut.&lt;br&gt;6. called someone a slut.&lt;br&gt;7. installed speakers in your car.&lt;br&gt;8. broken a mirror.&lt;br&gt;9. showered at someone of the opposites sex's house.&lt;br&gt;10. brushed your teeth with someone else's toothbrush.&lt;br&gt;Total: 6&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. consider/considered Ludacris your favorite rapper.&lt;br&gt;2. seen an R-rated movie in theater.&lt;br&gt;3. cruised the mall.&lt;br&gt;4. skipped school.&lt;br&gt;5. had surgery.&lt;br&gt;6. had an injury.&lt;br&gt;7. gone to court.&lt;br&gt;8. walked out of a restaurant without paying/tipping.&lt;br&gt;9. caught something on fire.&lt;br&gt;10. lied about your age.&lt;br&gt;Total: 4&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. owned/rented an apartment.&lt;br&gt;2. broke the law in the police's presence.&lt;br&gt;3. made out with someone who had a gf/bf.&lt;br&gt;4. got in trouble with the police.&lt;br&gt;5. talked to a stranger.&lt;br&gt;6. hugged a stranger.&lt;br&gt;7. kissed a stranger.&lt;br&gt;8. rode in the car with a stranger.&lt;br&gt;9. been harassed.&lt;br&gt;10. been verbally harassed.&lt;br&gt;Total: 4&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. met face-to-face with someone you met online.&lt;br&gt;2. stayed online for 5 hours straight.&lt;br&gt;3. talked on the phone for more than 4 hours straight.&lt;br&gt;4. watched TV for 5 hours straight.&lt;br&gt;5. been to a fair.&lt;br&gt;6. been called a bad influence.&lt;br&gt;7. drink and drive.&lt;br&gt;8. prank-called someone.&lt;br&gt;9. laid on a couch with someone of the opposite sex.&lt;br&gt;10. cheated on a test.&lt;br&gt;Total: 8&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Grand Total = 41&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-If you have less than 10.. write [I'm an uber Goody Goody]&lt;br&gt;-If you have more than 10.. write [I'm still a goody goody]&lt;br&gt;-If you have more than 20.. write [I'm average]&lt;br&gt;-if you have more than 30.. write [I'm a bad person]&lt;br&gt;-If you have more than 40.. write [I'm a very bad person]&lt;br&gt;-If you have more than 50.. write [I'm a horrible person]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; 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We were supposed to meet at 10:30 by the chapel near Crazy Crepes. Oh but, o&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxWbAoKCtMAAAtkHQc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h boy. I underestimated the traffic (rawr, should have left early!)...and to make matters semi-worse, the bus I was riding suddenly stopped at&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxYIgoKCtMAADPjixc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; meralco...-__-;;...engine trouble. The guys had to push the huge bus, and luckily it started running again. Abby got tired of waiting by the chapel an&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxYIgoKCtMAADPjixc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxYIgoKCtMAADPjixc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; decided to go to the food court. I was deathly nervous, thinking she'd be with Lion King and her Mom...only to find out that she's just there waiting with Tina (Kee).&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxYIgoKCtMAADPjixc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;...As usual, LIZA MARBAN was late. Haha, she woke up a little before ELEVEN. So we waited. and waited. and waited. and waited. AND W&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxYIgoKCtMAADPjixc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AITED STILL.The cake was melting, poor mango cake from Red Ribbon...XD&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxYIgoKCtMAADPjixc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxYIgoKCtMAADPjixc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;And so...to ease our boredom (AND HUNGER), we decided to take pictures! :D Yay for automatic sequence function on my camera phone! LOL. That was really loads of fun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxajwoKCtMAAHX0zr01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.jabanana.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAxajwoKCtMAAHX0zr01/04192008%28006_1%29.jpg?et=vwBCyrFSTf3EM2fMnOhbSg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Liza finally arrived (at what? 1pm? xD) and we went on to look for her at promenade. We walked around for quite a bit, not knowing where we'll be eating. We finally decided on Won Ton @ the 2nd floor of Promenade. The food was good, and we were full and happy. Abby got to use her spankin' new credit card! and hmm, tina and I were definitely amazed that the bill was exactly around the amount Abby had predicted (stingy stingy luck!).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxaQwoKCtMAAHAhsOA1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 215px; height: 162px;" class="alignleft" src="http://images.jabanana.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAxaQwoKCtMAAHAhsOA1/04192008%28025%29.jpg?et=qmDL5BKBmXBYPkbGstgBzg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After eating satisfyingly large portions of food, we walked around the tiangge in Theater Mall, round here and there and out to Virra Mall. We did that for what may be around 45minutes to an hour or so (basically we were window shopping, as an excuse to help digestion) then off we went to look around at Toy Kingdom, drooling at the Gashapon stuff...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;after that we finally went back to the food court, ordered some drinks at Quickly (we had to pay this time :P) and sat down to finally eat cake. And so we lighted the candle (lighter c/o liza) did the whole happy birthday abby song, and finally set out to eating the cake (forks c/o liza). It was already...well, semi-melted ish and warm, but it was still good.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;For some reason, I ended up putting eyeliner on abby...and then on tina...and then on liza&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxZ-QoKCtMAAGN4W2Y1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.jabanana.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAxZ-QoKCtMAAGN4W2Y1/04192008%28042_3%29.jpg?et=LJYZkPjx75MKXbdNPmGb8w&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Haha, liza's was the most decent one since I already got to practice on Tina's and Abby's eyelids. I know we were sorta catching people's attention as we were laughing (semi)loud putting "make-up" like tween girls having a slumber party...but I didn't mind. We were REALLY having fun. Haha, eyeliner girls. Okay lang, paminsan minsan lang naman :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We took another bunch of pictures afterwards. Sayang yung ibang pics, masyadong blurry...but I'm glad a lot of them turned out alright.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We then proceeded to...Comic Alley, just to look around...and I ALMOST, almost ended up buying &lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxYTgoKCtMAADzR5as1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.jabanana.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAxYTgoKCtMAADzR5as1/miss%20universal.JPG?et=o4Z1VKGMWAfgEFU3vCZvjQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stuff. But it was a good thing I didn't have that much money on hand yet. After quite awhile, and getting sorta separated for a bit when Tina and Abby went to the bathroom and ended up in that food area in the Virramall Tiange (watsons daw, tabi pala ng watsons!)...we went to Timezone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm really glad I pushed on to go to Timezone, because THAT was sort of the highlight of the day. It was fun shooting zombies, and being sucky at another shooting game...and then winning at Deal or No Deal (Yeah! Lucky # 3) and screaming like crazy was wonderful.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It couldn't be helped. WE JUST HAD TO GO ON A PURIKURA MACHINE! It was nerve wracking trying to figure stuff out at first...but it was again, quite fun. We had to do it twice :P &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was gonna scan the all the purikura pics I have and put it here, but something's wrong with my scanner...roar. So I just grabbed abby's scans...(non-yellowish purikura scans c/o abby) xD I had no choice but to still scan this other purikura pic though with my scanner, even though it turned yellow...oh but anyway...I'll see if I could get a decent scanner somewhere...to show the neat-o colors of our purikura piccies...&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAxWiAoKCtMAAAzZLJQ1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.jabanana.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAxWiAoKCtMAAAzZLJQ1/mini%20pics.jpg?et=BB0K%2C8LJkzd3G15vPqJCQw&amp;nmid=&amp;nmid=92232206" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-------------&lt;img src="file:///I:/scan.jpg" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh the memories~&lt;br&gt;fun fun fun :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'd love to do it all over again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To my OB friends and AC friends...LET'S GO ON PURIKURA!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and hanya, if we ever do go out on our DATE (lol)...lets do that too :3&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-4895224400418989348?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4895224400418989348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=4895224400418989348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/4895224400418989348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/4895224400418989348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2008/04/belated-habby-birthday-blog-entry.html' title='Belated hABBY birthday blog entry!'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-620739892051849947</id><published>2008-04-14T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:29:39.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 178px; height: 161px;" class="alignright" src="http://images.jabanana.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAMwqAoKCtMAAEV@nwU1/Phoenix_Wright_-_Ace_Attorney_Coverart.png?et=r2HC%2BkkjWHgyEKoGzKqwjg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;I finally finished playing Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney on my DS just a few moments ago, and maaan. I sound geek-ish for saying this, but wah, makes me wanna play the rest of the games in the series.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Makes me feel like being a lawyer again now too, haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;......................&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;o___o...ack...oh wait. It seems I'm not yet done afterall. A new Episode has been added!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmm, guess I'll have to keep yelling OBJECTION! and HOLD IT! again for quite awhile.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;my my...what have I been doing with my time...XD&lt;br&gt;I guess I'm partly trying to avoid thinking of my grades...;__;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-------&lt;br&gt;I still have those pictures to upload, and the final binding to think of...plus, I still have to go back to GMA to return those notes...plus, PERHAPS get my allowance...=__=...that they're not very sure of...oh well...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hmm, now OFF TO COURT!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;oooh, before that though, must not forget that I have a teambuilding to attend to tomorrow. Yay LSAIDE! X3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;now off for real!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;for more info on Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney,&lt;br&gt; kindly follow the wikipedia link below:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phoenix_Wright:_Ace_Attorney"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phoenix_Wright:_Ace_Attorney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;do check it out, and spread the ds lite lurve :D&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;GAH! PHOENIX WRIGHT DS LITE SKINS FROM PLAY-ASIA.COM &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jabanana.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SAMxzQoKCtMAAFykH8Q1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.jabanana.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAMxzQoKCtMAAFykH8Q1/GA.00044.0002.jpg?et=AeotHxdh4hHGcw%2C8ekRGNg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;@3@...must...have...NOW&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Janna &lt;---is a gamer geek&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sorry, I just had to post this here. So I don't forget! :D&lt;br&gt;Oh edgeworth! X3&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-620739892051849947?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/620739892051849947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=620739892051849947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/620739892051849947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/620739892051849947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2008/04/phoenix-wright-ace-attorney.html' title='Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-1697608881673502589</id><published>2008-04-09T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T17:15:22.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tech-ish-talk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>Breathe in, breathe out, it's almost over now || Invisible right click</title><content type='html'>Well, thesis defense is finally done. And we actually did well. really well...(?)&lt;br /&gt;and we could have done better, if not for some...haha, minor, uhh...delay. XD&lt;br /&gt;more on that some other time I guess. Maybe. Probably. Perhaps. hehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH~...@__@...finally...it's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...erm, ALMOST over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, that's one less thing to worry about...but it's not over yet. I still have my finals in INTOECO tomorrow at 10:30 in the morning...And since my father dear is in Austria right now, I'd have to commute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the hassles of commuting under the fiery heat of the sun. It burns. SSsskkk~ *sizzlesizzle*&lt;br /&gt;Gah, I'm meeeelting~ MEEELLLTING~ (note, imagine that wicked witch from Wizard of Oz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost forgot...we still have to fix the thesis for book binding...that means going over the whole thing again (paranoidparanoid) to make sure everything goes well. Hmm, guess I'm not really gonna be getting any breaks yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, so many piccies to upload once I get to my "break time". Thesis adventures, OJT stuffoo, and delayed gimmick piccies coming soon...hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr. for some reason, stuff has been happening to my dear laptop. Nothing really drastic and debilitating, but just...annoying stuff...like the worms and trojan infestation from Microsmith the other day...that caused the non-clickability of my drive C...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now another thing came up. It's the INVISIBLE RIGHT CLICK MENU...&lt;br /&gt;so what exactly happens? well. um. When you right click on your desktop, or whatever application...you don't see the menu that's supposed to appear. It's just...invisible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then if you mouse over it, it appears. the text and other options that is.&lt;br /&gt;It's not really any big trouble as I said. It's just...one of those teensy annoying things. I don't really know what caused it. I'm guessing it's the worms and their minion, since I never changed my settings anyway...I mean, if I did, I'd know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, google is my friend. Initially I was going to try and solve it on my own, and checked out my desktop properties, but then...I got curious as to whether it's happened to other people too. And it turns out that it has happened to others. So now Janna has learned something new again. And since she is in a jolly sharing whatever mood, she'd go about and type-e-type to tell you about HOW TO UNDO the invisible right click menu, OR to umm...enable it. Just in case you're one of those people who'd want to do random things such as making your right click invisible...for whatever reason (e.g. annoying other users, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! anyway...what you should do is this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) You right click on your desktop and go to properties&lt;br /&gt;2) click on the tab that says "appearance"&lt;br /&gt;3) click on the  "effects" button&lt;br /&gt;4) check/uncheck the first box for the transition effects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, wala lang :)&lt;br /&gt;just thought I'd share.&lt;br /&gt;well, off to review then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-1697608881673502589?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1697608881673502589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=1697608881673502589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/1697608881673502589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/1697608881673502589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2008/04/breathe-in-breathe-out-its-almost-over.html' title='Breathe in, breathe out, it&apos;s almost over now || Invisible right click'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-6044956551300300032</id><published>2008-04-06T06:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T10:39:15.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't access your drives (i.e. drive C:) with double click?</title><content type='html'>Yeah, well I noticed it happened to me yesterday (and it lasted till a few moments ago, actually). I couldn't access my drive C: when I would double click on the icon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I mean, sure, it's not like I can't access it totally. I can still view and open the contents of my drive via that drop down thingy on the folders, or right clicking on the icon and opening it manually...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but still. It was, quite annoying. Things haven't really been all dandy for me these past few days (weeks even) and that minor problem was really just. RAWR.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Having been too busy to allow my lapytop to do its usual antivirus scanning daily, it seems i've accumulated a number of trojans and worms. These were easily removed by my AVG anti-virus, of course. But it left me with this minor, yet annoying problem of not being able to access my drive C: with the ever so classic "double-click" move.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and so, I consulted my friend google, via its blackle custom search, and I was lead to some &lt;a href="http://forums.techguy.org/windows-nt-2000-xp/611981-can-t-open-drive-c.html"&gt;answers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cease and Desist! No need to go so far as to reformat your drive! Sure sure, it wouldn't be so bad to go off reformatting your usb-drive (especially when you have a back-up of the stuff)...just so you can get rid of that annoying non-double-clicky-ness...but you can't easily choose that reformatting option on your drive C: because it's very likely that you have tons of stuff there, and it would be a pain reinstalling your OS and doing a back-up of all your needed files, and making sure that everything gets back to its happy neat self!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, the solution? To get back to being freely able to double click your drive after the trojans and worms have disabled that?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;well~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the easiest option would be to download this and just run it:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.techsupportforum.com/sectools/sUBs/Flash_Disinfector.exe" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.techsupportforum.com/sectools/sUBs/Flash_Disinfector.exe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's called flash disinfector :D&lt;br&gt;When your compy or drive gets infected by worms and trojans and such and such, those things will create their own autorun.inf file...Most anti-virus programs would be able to detect and remove the executable virus (e.g. trojan.exe or somesuch) but not the autorun.inf file because it's basically just an instruction file and not the actual virus itself. So, what flash disinfector does is that it will create an autorun.inf file in the drives to replace the ones that the virus made...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...at least that's how I understood it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, it works :D&lt;br&gt;it really does. So now you can continue to enjoy double clicking on your drives and so on...lol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you're paranoid to download flash disinfect, thinking that it might cause you more problems than it can solve, then maybe you can try this other solution I came across.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://forum.notebookreview.com/showthread.php?t=207956"&gt;This guy&lt;/a&gt; had the same problem as I did, and upon research, he was able to solve the double-click problem too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you're too lazy to click on the link, then I'll just copy paste what that person said :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1) Go to My Computer, Tools -&gt; Folder Options -&gt; View, there check Show Hidden Files and uncheck the two beneath that so all hidden files are displayed to you.&lt;br&gt; 2) Open notepad and type in: &lt;br&gt; [AutoRun]&lt;br&gt; open=C:\windows\explorer.exe&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 3) Save it as file "autorun.inf". Save it directly to your Drive C and restart your computer. You should be able to access your Drive C with double clicking now!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;--&lt;br&gt;so here the first thing you have to do is make the autorun.inf file visible by changing the folder options to show the hidden files, and then open the file and type in the code he specified above...save it as autorun.inf, on your drive C and restart your compy, and there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*breathes*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, I hope that helps someone.&lt;br&gt;Blabbing about it helped take out the irky feeling I had earlier. So even though the state I am in is still borderline sucky, being able to actually blog about something useful helps.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmm, I'd rather talk about other stuff though, but then that would just be all complicated. Perhaps I'll just tackle those when things cool and anxiety is cut down.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Wah, still have tons of piccies to upload...@__@&lt;br&gt;oh well, will hop to it...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;eventually.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;XDD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-6044956551300300032?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6044956551300300032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=6044956551300300032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/6044956551300300032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/6044956551300300032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2008/04/can-access-your-drives-ie-drive-c-with.html' title='Can&amp;#39;t access your drives (i.e. drive C:) with double click?'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-8174756786989749991</id><published>2008-02-03T06:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T11:17:55.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon, men may no longer be necessary, mwahahaha :D</title><content type='html'>     ...For procreation that is. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A status link [yay! cabbage links!] from my YM friend's list lead me to this &lt;a href="http://science.slashdot.org/firehose.pl?id=500444&amp;op=view"&gt;one site&lt;/a&gt; which then led me to the full article below :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And what a VERY amusing news this is...and on my birthday too! [Article was published 31st of January]. Now &lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/technology/technology.html?in_article_id=511391&amp;in_page_id=1965"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; is the type of news that surely fits, and deserves publishing on JANNA DAY.&lt;br&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;    &lt;h1&gt;Death of the father: British scientists discover how to turn women's bone marrow into sperm&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="artbyline"&gt;By FIONA MACRAE - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="artdate"&gt;Last updated at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:time minute="28" hour="9"&gt;&lt;span class="artdate"&gt;09:28am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:time&gt;&lt;span class="artdate"&gt; on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:date year="2008" day="31" month="1"&gt;&lt;span class="artdate"&gt;31st January 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br&gt;British scientists are ready to turn female bone marrow into sperm, cutting men out of the process of creating life. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The breakthrough paves the way for lesbian couples to have children that are biologically their own. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Gay men could follow suit by using the technique to make eggs from male bone marrow. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Researchers at &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:PlaceName&gt;Newcastle upon Tyne&lt;/st1:PlaceName&gt;  &lt;st1:PlaceType&gt;University&lt;/st1:PlaceType&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; say their technique will help lead to new treatments for infertility. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But critics warn that it sidelines men and raises the prospect of babies being born through entirely artificial means. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The research centres around stem cells - the body's 'mother' cells which can turn into any other type of cell. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;According to New Scientist magazine, the scientists want to take stem cells from a woman donor's bone marrow and transform them into sperm through the use of special chemicals and vitamins. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;st1:City&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Newcastle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; professor Karim Nayernia has applied for permission to carry out the work and is ready to start the experiments within two months. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The biologist, who pioneered the technique with mice, believes early- stage 'female sperm' could be produced inside two years. Mature sperm capable of fertilising eggs might take three more years. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Early-stage sperm have already been produced from male bone marrow. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Taking stem cells from an adult donor - possibly a cancer patient - removes the ethical problems associated with using embryos. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The race to find a cure for infertility is global. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Greg Aharonian, a &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;U.S.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; analyst who is trying to patent the technologies behind female sperm and male eggs, said he wants to undermine the argument that heterosexual marriage is superior because it is aimed at procreation. "I'm a troublemaker," he said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Researchers at the Butantan Institute in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Brazil&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;, meanwhile, claim to have turned embryonic stem cells from male mice into both sperm and eggs. They are now working on skin cells. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If their experiments succeed, the stage would be set for a gay man to donate skin cells that could be used to make eggs. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;These could then be fertilised by his partner's sperm and placed into the womb of a surrogate mother. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Irina Kerkis, a researcher at the Brazilian centre, said this development is possible, but raises ethical questions. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Laboratory-grown sperm and eggs offer hope for those left infertile by radiotherapy treatment when they were young. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The experiments could also provide an invaluable insight into dealing with infertility, a little understood condition that affects one in six couples. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Other scientists warn however that the research is still in its infancy and any treatment is still many years away from use in hospitals and clinics. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There are also fears that children born from artificial eggs and sperm will suffer severe health problems, like the mice in the &lt;st1:City&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Newcastle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; experiments. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Couples who have children from artificial sperm created from women would be able to have girls only. This is because the female sperm would lack the Y-chromosome needed for boys. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Robin Lovell-Badge, of the National Institute for Medical Research in &lt;st1:City&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;London&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;, said the creation of female sperm is at least a decade away. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Josephine Quintavalle, of Comment on Reproductive Ethics, a campaign group, said: "We are looking at absurd solutions to very obscure situations and not addressing the main issue. Nobody is interested in looking at what is causing infertility - social reasons such as obesity, smoking and age. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"All these things would provide solutions which wouldn't grab the headlines, but a lot more people would get the response they want - which is to be able to have their own children." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mike Judge, of the Christian Institute faith group, said the &lt;st1:City&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Newcastle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; project flies in the face of research showing that children do best when raised by a married mixed- sex couple. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;"Children need male and female role models in their lives," he added. "Yes, there are children raised by single parents through all sorts of circumstances, but when you are talking about deliberately creating children in that way, that is morally wrong." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Debra Matthews, a &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;U.S.&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; bioethicist, said: "People want children and no one wants anyone else to tell them they can't have them." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;An update of Britain's ageing fertility laws is going through Parliament and is likely to allow the use of artificial sperm and eggs in IVF treatment - but only for heterosexual couples. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The &lt;st1:City&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Newcastle&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; research also paves the way for a woman to grow her own sperm and use &lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;it to fertilise her natural eggs, creating a child to which she is both mother and father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman";"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;Similarly, a man could be both father and mother to a child created with his own sperm and a lab-grown egg. Such children would be at high risk of genetic abnormality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;I didn't get to include the pictures in the article, so if you wanna see that, go to the original page :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica;"&gt;You can go there by following the link I place above (click the "THIS" up there...not the one below...XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="artDate"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This article made me think of the &lt;a href="http://www.malepregnancy.com/"&gt;Male Pregnancy&lt;/a&gt; thing...too bad that one was a hoax though...but still...it was amusing too :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and so is the invention of urinary devices like &lt;a href="http://www.shewee.com/"&gt;sheewee&lt;/a&gt; for women.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I umm, for some reason, like these sorts of things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oooh, and did you hear about that news around a year ago? I read it on the newspaper while I was on the potty (lol, BAD MENTAL IMAGE). It was of this female shark that gave birth to a baby shark, without being impregnated by any other shark. And the baby shark had no paternal DNA. Interesting, isn't it?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, really, if self-procreation would take off...we'd all see it on the women.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;So who's the first human being again? Adam?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...well, hey, who knows...? That Adam could very well have been an Eve...Lucy's ancestor? XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That makes me want to rewatch those National Geographic documentaries again...that we watched in Anthropology class in first year... It was about tracing human being's evolution...from females...from one race to another. Fun fun :D&lt;br&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That reminds me. Aside from wanting a DS Lite...a whole bunch of NEIL GAIMAN (lovelovelove) books and GENUINE stuffoo (boohoo, aye! pirate janna still wants REAL stuff to put in a treasure chest library)...and other electronic gizmos...I also would want to have &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Who-Cooked-Last-Supper-History/dp/0609806955/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1202007175&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I never got to finish that book. And I only got photocopied pages :(&lt;br&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;randomrandomrandom&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...i think I still have other stuff to blabber about but perhaps I'll blog about it on another entry some other time :3&lt;br&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-8174756786989749991?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8174756786989749991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=8174756786989749991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/8174756786989749991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/8174756786989749991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2008/02/soon-men-may-no-longer-be-necessary.html' title='Soon, men may no longer be necessary, mwahahaha :D'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-8781365483301673661</id><published>2008-01-31T06:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T11:57:42.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got an hour ++ left</title><content type='html'>and I'll be officially 21. @__@&lt;br&gt;that's January 31, 1:03pm there peoples&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happy Janna Day! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you very much to those people (dear friends and family) who took time to greet me this morning.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh yeah!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I get to have the recruitment poster I made posted around campus :D&lt;br&gt;happy happy~&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-8781365483301673661?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8781365483301673661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=8781365483301673661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/8781365483301673661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/8781365483301673661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-got-hour-left.html' title='I&amp;#39;ve got an hour ++ left'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-3784125260465687634</id><published>2008-01-28T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:14:01.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant and share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ojt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='informative'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thesis'/><title type='text'>there MIGHT still be HOPE O__O...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   that I'd get into Unilever, to do my OJT...o__o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*GASP*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, the story goes like this. After today's interview for the data gathering portion of our thesis (Special thanks to the interviewee. If you ever get to read this, well, you know who you are :D THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU ^_____^...but anyway...going back...after the interview)...I ate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it's chocolate cake, two slices. And then I drank my gatorade propel! And the I went a-fixing my baggie. and placed my wallet on my back pocket. And I put on my mp3 player to listen to the recording I just made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I walked towards the new "south gate" and gave my laptop gatepass (because I left my term pass) to the guard, and proceeded to walk outside. I then crossed the street, while fiddling with the mp3 player, and I got it to work, finally. I was thinking there was something wrong with it, turns out, I just had it at "pause"...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I rode the LRT (ran to it so I don't get left behind)...smelled something that seemed to be like poo on my shoe...but then it turns out my shoe was clean so uhm, that was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I fiiiiiiiiinally reached my stop, I went down, and walked that loooooooooooong walk to the purple lane. I started thinking of buying a waffle from waffle time...and then I walked walked walked some more, reached the baggage checking area, opened my bag to show me stuffoo and laptop to the lady guard, and proceeded to climb the stairs. All the while I was still listening to the mp3 thingy. and then I walked walked walked again. and then it was semi-too late when I remembered that I was planning to buy a waffle...and so I left that idea and proceeded to walk some more and saw that there were already A LOT of people scattered all over to buy tickets. x__X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a good thing I already had my stored value. So yay! I went la la la-ing (only in my head. i think?) to the card slot thing and entred...and then went up the stairs again...and went to my usual spot near the elevator where the 3rd door of...I don't know which train car that was...but there...positioned myself...and then entered the door, going straight to my preferred seat and sat down. I think I sat beside an old man who was beside his wife. Hmm, and then what else. I think I almost received a bluetooth virus today. because my phone wasn't hidden on bluetooth. &gt;__&gt;...good thing I wasn't able to accept it on reflex... After that I made my phone invisible on bluetooth...but got curious as to what phones were around...so I uh, went to my gallery and thought of sending this far away picture of senator pia cayetano from the leadership summit the other day. XD But then I changed my mind and decided to try sending this funny mp3 instead. But I think, just like me, the person was unaware that his bluetooth thing is open and he or she can be exposed to viruses...so...I just cancelled the sending thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I did a bunch of random things, and didn't get to fall asleep like I usually would do. Next thing I knew I was already near my stop. I combed my hair. Just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping the whole, I saw this and that and I walked a so and so number of steps, I rode a small old-ish jeep, went down when I reached my stop, crossed the street and thankfully was not hit by any 18-wheeler truck or jeep or FX or whatever else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I safely walked down the street towards the tricycle terminal. There was a man and a gradeschool/highschool girl in a melon-ish colored jogging pants in front of me. And then a middle aged lady came, and so that meant we could already ride the tryke. I was expecting I'd sit at the back, which was fine with me, but the nice little girl sat at the back...prolly because she saw that the lady had groceries, and this other older woman girl creature person (ahem, me) is carrying a heavy backpack. Ooh, it turned out that the middle aged lady is from the same street as I am. She's from that house where there's this guy who always ALWAYS appears to be washing his car lives. My brother seems to be annoyed at that person. ^^; I think it's because my brother thinks the person looks mayabang? I dunno. It's prolly I guy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I reached home. Ate Bing was chattering with Ate Melda from next door, and called my attention to them. I proceeded to go inside the gate and into the front door, and Ate Bing just checked on me and asked if I wanted to eat or whatever. I said no because I'm not really hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I placed my bag on the couch, took out my laptop, set it up...turned plugged and turned on the router...and then checked my email!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(erm, yes yes...I'm getting there. That is, if you still know what this entry was supposed to be about)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 new message in my inbox O____O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....it had FWD + the subject of one of my OJT inquiries to Deutsche bank...It was...odd&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, I opened it, and this is what it said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;We appreciate that you consider our company for your internship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;Inasmuch as we want to accomodate you, currrently, we do not have  openings or urgent requirements to fill-in on the department you are considered for. Nevertheless,  we will update you on the openings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;XX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;so...that was...brawr. &gt;__&gt;; But then again, I'm glad coz I didn't have to call them myself. XD&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to call them when I got home. At least they saved me the trouble :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually glad they replied and told me now. So I could finally FINALLY cross it off my list. *sigh* It seems that OJT positions in the HR are hard to come by lately. I think DB has openings on other departments.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Well, after that I looked at the email that unilever sent me last Jan.20..I typed the number on my phone, wrote the name of the person I was gonna look for...stood up, and called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rang a few times, and a lady answered "HR"...I said something along the lines of "Hello good afternoon, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pwede pong makausap si Ms.Ge-ne-veee&lt;/span&gt;" (lol, napatagalog ako...XD)" And the lady answered "This is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gen-eve&lt;/span&gt;" (oooh, so that's how you pronounce it! I thought it was like Genevieve-ish)...I introduced myself and told her I was going to ask about the current status of my application...She actually remembered who I was and semi-talked at the same time, because she also said the part about me making an inquiry on my application status. Because it turns out, she was just about to call me. ^^; Or at least that's what she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I said "Oh, oh alright. Well hello ^^;"...for some reason, her voice changed while she was asking me things. I guess she had to be professional, since it's already a business call. She reiterated my schedule...the number of hours...asked me how long it would take... etc, and even randomly said "oh, you're calling from Rizal?" (I guess she was thinking I'd be at the condo or something)...and I said "Yes, coz I just got home"...anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finally (SOMEWHAT, lol) get to the point...She told me stuff that was perhaps similar to what Ned was told when he received his Unilever phonecall...and that is...well, that they are not really opening an OJT in the HR department right now...but they do have openings in Marketing and Sales, which is what she was sort of offering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her I'm not so sure about that, and told her about how I know someone (Ned) who was offered the same thing...but our coordinator (Sir Javier) seems to have not approved of it (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yata, kasi yung narinig ko kay Ned kanina, parang hindi pa talaga nag-no si Sir Javier...but what I heard from other psych students who have been talking about Ned's offer a lot...well, they told me Sir Javier said no..)&lt;/span&gt; since...well...because we're AB-Psych students who chose the industrial setting, we're expected to be assigned in the HR department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Geneve told me though, that for the marketing OJT team that they're setting up...well...it's actually related to consumer preference and targeting a certain age group...hmm, they'd probably need researching/interviewing? o__O;...so...it is, in a way, psych related. The marketing department seems to actually be in the need for AB-Psych minds for that project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also told me that a former trainee (recent?) who got assigned under the same job was ALSO a PSYCH student from DLSU before...so...she said Sir Javier probably misunderstood...and thought we won't be doing a psych-related job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Well, I think they'll try to work something out. She said she'll most likely give me a call tomorrow to tell me about the specifics...hopefully it gets worked ouuut. ;__;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I hope, if I do finally get accepted...I hope Sir Javier would approve. If not. Well, Janna...say bye bye to the chance of getting the experience of working for Unilever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, things work out for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. If the unilever deal doesn't work out. I hope Nestle replies soon. I applied for the student trainee position last night through jobstreet...they posted the opening for trainee position last Jan.17...hopefully they'll let me know if I'm shortlisted or whatever. And if I do get accepted, I hope I could start right away. Because if it's going to be for around March or June...then I can't take it...since I should already be beyond finished with OJT by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh sigh sigh*&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;This has been a VERY long entry. And haha, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hindi pa ako straight to the point&lt;/span&gt;. XD&lt;br /&gt;well, I did it on purpose...just because I felt like it :D&lt;br /&gt;I think I may be on sugar high :3&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;Janna feels muuuuuuuuch better.&lt;br /&gt;I shall end this entry now! I just remembered. I still have to upload the interview recording for Liza. She's got the job of transcribing for now. Since she also has the neat-o transcriber software that I have...thanks to her brother's job. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At tsaka, nasa bahay naman si Liza eh :3 Hehe, yun muna division of labor namin? XD Ako interviews...si Abby, mag-tratry na mag-interview din OR get the vital points in the transcript for analysis..at si Liza, transcribe.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;mrawr. ABBY AND LIZA, WE STILL HAVE TO HUNT FOR SIR GALANG! Consult! Consult! Sabi naman ni Ms. Seann pwede eh :D&lt;br /&gt;kung kaya sana this week? o__O I'm panicky because I still have OJT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liza, remind me about the hanayori DVD. Oh, and you should also get a copy of...*looks left and right*...(nudist NVIVO)...for our data analysis...X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;*poofage*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tra la la la la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--enjoying the last few days of twenteen--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-3784125260465687634?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3784125260465687634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=3784125260465687634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/3784125260465687634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/3784125260465687634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2008/01/there-might-still-be-hope-oo.html' title='there MIGHT still be HOPE O__O...'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-194058087091919722</id><published>2008-01-26T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:15:25.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant and share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ojt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>I'm turning 21. yay.</title><content type='html'>yes peoples. I'm turning 21. In a few days. On thursday, to be exact. 1:03pm, January 31. And I'll most likely be spending it at home. alone. tangled in the bedsheets. cultivating my fats. and not having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--inserttearshereplease--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is going to Shanghai. My father will still be in Indonesia. My mother in Philadelphia. and my brother, at work and then home in his apartment. And now because of such and such, I don't even know if Ate Bing (our helper) will be around for me on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but meh. I shouldn't care. I'm a big girl now. erm, not even a girl supposedly. Hey, I'll be 21. I'll be "adult"...so yeah, I don't care. Who cares. &gt;.&gt;;;; Janna is a bitter old haaaag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;I should go back to DDR-ing. Even though I look stoooooopid. But hey, it triggers the creation of endorphins in my bodeh! (biopsych info, are you still there in my head? did i get that right?) which makes meh happeh! so yay! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should lose the 15-20 or so and so pounds I've gained. phaaat. phaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unilever, if you're not gonna take me. come on. Just say it already!~ ;__;&lt;br /&gt;BREAK MY HEART NOW~! so I can do my whole shakespeare's-hamlet-soliloqy act and get over it. And then start-a-OJT hunting again! Same goes for you Deustche. and IBM too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...wait, Hamlet is dutch, isn't he? o__o...&lt;br /&gt;...waaaait...erm...wait, no. He's Danish. &gt;.&gt;;;;...DEUTSCHLAND is not the same as DENMARK janna. They're just both letter D. HOW COULD YOU MISTAKE HAMLET'S COUNTRY AS DENMARK. King Hamlet's ghost vvill haunt youuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday. I shall call you three. And seal my fate. (naks, drama. Yes, envision teh weirdo janna in a princely knightly outfit with the loooong neat cape and fake hottie mustache :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;PAAAAAAAAAA~ RANOIA!&lt;br /&gt;PAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~ RANOIA! RANOIA! RANOIAAAAA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been googling a lot lately. Mostly OJT related. Now I'm getting paranoid that people are reaching bits and pieces of me in google. It's both amusing and PHEAR-inducing at the same time. because YES, I'M FINDABLE (take that from someone who has googled herself over the past years)! practically because I don't care so much now. Unlike before. XD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;Last monday, I did horrible (read: failed) in my intoeco test. I've forgotten my alge101. --inserttraumahere--&lt;br /&gt;I did fine in the essay parts though. but I constructed my words TERRIBLY. As IN. So I ARE ASHAMED OF MEE. but still, I guess I should be happy I was at least understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;reminder: Bring HYD dvd for Liza. When we see each other again. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;mrawr. I'm so random.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Something to look forward to ---&gt; joint birthday thingy with Jazel? :D (still planning) I hope I get the money for it. I'm broke. &gt;__&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I WANT A NINTENDO DS LITE. But I've got no monieees.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, there's DDR&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class="multiply:no_crosspost"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-194058087091919722?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/194058087091919722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=194058087091919722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/194058087091919722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/194058087091919722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-turning-21-yay.html' title='I&amp;#39;m turning 21. yay.'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-2982587669663760178</id><published>2007-12-27T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:29:37.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>I need my happy juice :D</title><content type='html'>Since I cannot express myself well with my own words right now, let me use the following videos. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yMqxFfuSvW8&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yMqxFfuSvW8&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRYU4cqUAUs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xRYU4cqUAUs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0qFcRR0AqdQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0qFcRR0AqdQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_y9F5St4j0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h_y9F5St4j0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;*sings along*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........I've been downloading a lot of broadway songs lately...and disney soundtracks, including the Enchanted soundtrack...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love rent &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, broadway and disney stuff is happy juice.&lt;div 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:D'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-1777181321096997661</id><published>2007-12-25T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T21:26:50.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas, blog...and to you too, my dear reader :3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's been awhile since I've really made an entry. I haven't had much time when it got to the middle of the 2nd term. I haven't even been able to reply to the messages on my tagboard, much less visit my friends' blogs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've been using my christmas break sleeping and waking up late, downloading stuff and basically just bumming around while I accumulate and nurture body fat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;---&lt;br&gt;I got to go out a few days ago...went to ayala museum, ate at italianis care of Christelle and Mafel, and then watched Enchanted in G4...it was really neat :3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kuya Jon met up with me and we went home together. He and Ate Vicky went there and met up with Auntie Bibet (my mom's cousin)...coz she was going home to Antique to visit my grandparents...my brother and sister gave christmas stuff for them, mostly for Papa Lolo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss my grandparents. I heard they have it a little rough...there was something about my Papa Lolo going off to Mama Mot's (my Lola's sister and Tita Bibet's mom) to ask for some financial assistance 6__6...and him crying or something...It hurt thinking about that. Mama is a little tight on her budget since she's studying again to earn her master's degree to take the bar exams there next year...I guess sometimes what she sends them isn't enough. Seems that Tita Lot isn't sending my grandparents anything...that's sad...I guess I'm in no position to say anything since I don't know their expenses and stuff, but then...hrmm...it's just...*sigh*...look at all their world travels...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My mom and dad have issues...so stuff concerning my grandparents don't bother him I guess...then again, I don't know if he knows...oh, but whatever. It's complicated =3=&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I really miss my Lolo...and my Lola...They're getting old .__.&lt;br&gt;My Lolo was born in 1925, and my Lola was born in 1928 I think...I hope, sometime someday when I get married or whatever...they'd still be around...I love them a lot&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm glad Mama Lola and Papa Lolo have Mahal (my...oh my, she's already 17...@__@...year old aunt...long story...oh, and that's her nickname...her real name is Esnaira) around with them...hmm, and it seems they adopted another kid, a 10 or so year old boy...seems the boy is a smart one too, helpful and loving to my grandparents.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...why is it that all those kids that my grandparents raise turn out to be smart...o3O...hmm...they're good..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;WAH! I wanna see my papa lolo...and my mama lola....TT3TT...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----&lt;br&gt;I got my grades last Dec. 18...^^&lt;br&gt;and woot! I did pretty well, I'm happeh! It is nourishment to my deprived undernourished ego :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*Psycho 2     =     3.5&lt;br&gt;  Histciv        =     4.0&lt;br&gt;  Relsfor        =     4.0&lt;br&gt;**Clinpsy        =     4.0&lt;br&gt;***Thspsm1    =      3.5&lt;br&gt;Indpsyc     =      3.0&lt;br&gt;Lasaret      =   Passed&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*We love you Dr. Abrenica TT3TT...I wish you and Mr. Vic a continuous happy marriage and holidays as well...and may your 94 year old mother in law have more birthdays to come.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;**I'm one of the only two people in our section who got a 4.0 in ms. seann's class...TT~TT...lovelovelove&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*** Ms. Seann loves us after all! she gave us a 4.0 for the mentor-grade...and Sir Galang gave us a 3.5 for the reader-grade...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think everyone got a 4.0 for relsfor...that's because Sir Hernan Raymundo doesn't do the usual midterm exams and stuff. He's nice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I never expected I'd get a 3.0 for Indpsyc...I sucked at the exam (even though I didn't see the results)...I was always present though, and gave it my all for the group thingies :3&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HISTCIV! My hardwork and groupmate-induced-stress paid off! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;-----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss my willyum ._.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I still haven't received mattea's gift...o__o...i hope the post office didn't take iiiit...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hrmm...okay, now I think this is enough for now&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...oh yeah, I made a multiply account...yesterday...XD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;abrupt unstylish end. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-1777181321096997661?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1777181321096997661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=1777181321096997661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/1777181321096997661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/1777181321096997661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-8245129204640306476</id><published>2007-12-03T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T19:54:49.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>I want to scream</title><content type='html'>until i can't hear myself anymore&lt;br /&gt;until all the air i could let out escapes from me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-8245129204640306476?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8245129204640306476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=8245129204640306476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/8245129204640306476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/8245129204640306476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-want-to-scream.html' title='I want to scream'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-1279208855199696485</id><published>2007-11-05T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:37:55.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant and share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>Please to Remember</title><content type='html'>Please to Remember,&lt;br /&gt;    The fifth of November:&lt;br /&gt;    Gunpowder, treason, and plots&lt;br /&gt;    I see no reason why&lt;br /&gt;    Gunpowder, treason&lt;br /&gt;    should ever be forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;    so goes the version of the poem I saw in the poem chart thingies back in OB Montessori in my 2nd grade classroom. It's not really a poem, but more of a nursery rhyme...it has a whole historical background to it. Guy Fawkes, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    It doesn't have the historical significance for me, but it does mean something to me somehow. Just that, for some reason, I dubbed it my "favorite" poem then...and even hid it at the very bottom so no one can steal it...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote it down on my language notebook...and drew this dove at the bottom, i think (or was it the top)...just like the one in the card thingy. My Ate Vicky and I made a tune for it using the  casio keyboard we have...I still can sing it, with that tune. :)&lt;br /&gt;I remember Sara got jealous Ate and I made a tune for it...I think she had Ate make one for the poem she got too...I forgot what it was though...but I think I can recall sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just thought I'd make an entry. Earlier when I was thinking of songs I could...umm...(forcefully) sing as a lullaby to Wil (Don't ask...&gt;///&gt;;...)...I thought of singing that...but then..erm...well, it's not really the tune for it (dunno if it even really has one)...and it didn't sound like a lullaby...well, the amusing thing is, I forgot it was the 5th of November, and singing it would have been apt...sort of...though it's not really for beddy-byes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recalled it just now when I logged in to YM! for a bit and saw RJ's status...it had that character from V for Vendetta...the one with the mask (haven't watched it yet) of who I think MAY actually be Guy Fawkes after all...I mean...o__o...he did fit the description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-random-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, this is it for now. I just thought I'd make an entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-random-&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm such a mean friend :( but more on that some other time. ^^;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-1279208855199696485?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1279208855199696485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=1279208855199696485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/1279208855199696485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/1279208855199696485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/11/please-to-remember.html' title='Please to Remember'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-5333426630352362871</id><published>2007-11-04T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T11:29:17.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helpless.</title><content type='html'>I am currently watching a koi die. slowly dying. i doubt it can last very long. i noticed it started swimming upside down. i suspect another fish had bitten its under fins. it's still breathing. it's now settled on the left area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=3=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-5333426630352362871?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5333426630352362871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=5333426630352362871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/5333426630352362871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/5333426630352362871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/11/helpless.html' title='helpless.'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-4854779500206855573</id><published>2007-10-19T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T09:05:41.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant and share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>stupidity after stupidity after stupidity.</title><content type='html'>now my hard drive isn't working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes clicking sounds and i think it's really dead now.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't just have amnesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's now dead.&lt;br /&gt;well, a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;a veggie. making clicking noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it slipped out of its cheap-o leather casing and fell on the floor while i was holding a million other things because papa was complaining about us moving oh so slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, data corruption. one time after another after another.&lt;br /&gt;and then now.&lt;br /&gt;this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gar. i doubt i can recover my files now. and to make things worse, i think i've rendered my "new" portable hard drive dead and unusable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like cutting class.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like waiting for megamall to open up so i can have my portable hard drive checked.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like robbing shops of good portable hard drives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really doubt my files can be saved. but i'd at least want to be able to use my portable HD again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar. and i still have the thesis to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;i so want to cry like crazy right now. really really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-4854779500206855573?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4854779500206855573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=4854779500206855573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/4854779500206855573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/4854779500206855573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/10/stupidity-after-stupidity-after.html' title='stupidity after stupidity after stupidity.'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-2467513010797349596</id><published>2007-10-01T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T14:08:18.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant and share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>Corrupted.</title><content type='html'>Today, drive F got corrupted. Fuckin' corrupted. :D and yes! I said fuck! weeee!~ X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I've lost most of my manga scans :D&lt;br /&gt;and my music downloads! :D&lt;br /&gt;and a lot of other stuff that mean something to me! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drive E didn't get corrupted at all. That's so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brawr. I really should back-up my files more than once. Looks like I'll be using that mediamax account after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad bad girl. saying profane words like fuck. children, don't look please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-2467513010797349596?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/2467513010797349596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=2467513010797349596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/2467513010797349596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/2467513010797349596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/10/corrupted.html' title='Corrupted.'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-7744774566174239092</id><published>2007-09-27T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T19:00:59.424+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a game of pretend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>I hate being emo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lobotomize my limbic system please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel too much. I don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die angels, and your minion. die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but of course I don't mean a literal one. I just need to say that as a release. So sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what of my selfishness? I've been deprived.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's better if you take it all. So I won't have anything to feel for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry. Anymore. For what I feel. If I'm always sorry for it, I won't have anything left.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to complicate things. I don't really need involvement. &gt;__&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I'll attack you, thesis. Just you wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now playing:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/session+road/track/leaving+you" title="'Session Road - Leaving you' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Session Road - Leaving you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;via &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-7744774566174239092?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7744774566174239092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=7744774566174239092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/7744774566174239092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/7744774566174239092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-hate-being-emo.html' title='I hate being emo.'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-5516786737093446042</id><published>2007-09-25T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T19:05:56.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Momo-cha, doko?</title><content type='html'>I want a pet. a human pet.&lt;br /&gt;that I can be myself with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not creative enough to describe my feelings on my own.&lt;br /&gt;I can only say that I think I feel the way sumire does, and her need for momo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a momo.&lt;br /&gt;If I had a momo, I guess it won't matter if I don't get married. I don't need complicacies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, if it would have been better if my relationship with Wil was like that between Momo (the human momo) and Sumire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how that would be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...maybe that would be even more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/hale/track/hale+-++runaway" title="'Hale - Hale -  Runaway' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Hale - Runaway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-5516786737093446042?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5516786737093446042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=5516786737093446042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/5516786737093446042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/5516786737093446042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/09/momo-cha-doko.html' title='Momo-cha, doko?'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-2003030387073225818</id><published>2007-09-25T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T19:02:28.004+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>Annoyed.</title><content type='html'>i cried a bit again, for some reason. a really petty reason actually. because i couldn't talk to wil today...well, i did...for awhile...but it was only for 2 minutes or so...because he had his hands full with halo3 and his friends came over. so, i couldn't really tell him much...but i was looking forward to talking to him actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to feel very stressed now. we got our assigned mentor and reader yesterday...and since sir valencia sent them late, we only had a day left before we had to pass the thesis contracts. So I was panicking yesterday. I was having a hard time contacting my groupmates. It didn't feel very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to talk to wil for a minute yesterday, and that made me feel better. same goes for this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel restless, and panicky. we got ms.tan-mansukhani as our mentor...and she's pretty strict. she's nice, i like her . but she can get scary, and intimidating despite her smiley face. it's our first day with her and she already mentioned the threat of the dreaded zero-point-zero if we don't get things done right...she won't even let our proposal get to the reader if it doesn't meet her standards. so if we do bad, we'll get zero for both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna cry silly, even though it's stupid. &gt;.&gt;;;;...rawr. I annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;I think, I would have wanted to be outright selfish and go "Hey, I need you. I'm an attention seeking monster so pay attention to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I can't. I'm already rather clingy...and VERY ANNOYINGLY so. I think I don't have any pride left...and if I still have some , I'm steadily losing it...I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but perhaps I do have pride. Yeah, I guess I still do. Because I don't want you to box me in the same category. I don't want to be the selfish annoying psycho depressive clingy girl creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but I have my tendencies.and since I now find that I actually do have pride, it might push me to the other end. Why can't I be in the middle...the safe ground. Why do my feelings have to be in the extremes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to feel with all of me, or otherwise renounce everything and feel nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;...oh yeah. I'm going on a retreat this Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;......and I'm having a hard time asking people who matter to me for a palanca...&gt;__&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I just don't want to feel bad if I don't get one, despite summing up the courage to ask for one.&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick. Rereading what I typed, I can't even express myself without being trying to appear like I'm still somewhat "cool"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in constant battle between allowing myself to be weak, and not giving in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot me. &gt;3&lt;; ------- I need my happy pills.  ...oh wait, I still have that black gulaman drink. That'll get me high. darn chemicals in my brain, making me feel bad. I'll douse you with glucose! XD   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/session+road/track/gusto+na+kitang+makita" title="'Session Road - Gusto Na Kitang Makita' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Session Road - Gusto Na Kitang Makita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:10;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-2003030387073225818?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/2003030387073225818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=2003030387073225818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/2003030387073225818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/2003030387073225818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/09/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed.'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-7448424264329345709</id><published>2007-09-17T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T05:51:34.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>Broadband! Kimi Wa Petto! Portable HD! @__@</title><content type='html'>Highlights of the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Finally, after years of dial-up, we now have a broadband connection at home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I now have an portable hard drive! 120gigs, babeh...XDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...well, I would have gotten a 160 gig one, but it's so expensive...and I'm *cheepcheep*&lt;br /&gt;originally I was planning to get that Iomega portable hard drive, the one that costs around $200...O__O...but i was hundreds of pesos short...so i looked around...I saw brands like Lacie, and WD...but they seemed suspicious, even though the WD had a P7000 one at 160 gigs and the hard drive enclosure looks pretty. I finally just settled for a 120gig seagate hard drive with a free enclosure...it was assembled right in front of me...o3o;...it cost me a little more than a hundred dollars...so...with the budget my dad gave me, I still had a few to spare. I'm planning to save it to buy me a new adaptor, since my current one got busted and I had to ask Ate Bing to have it repaired at an electronic shop...so they had to open it up, cut a few wires, and changed this chip...all in all I paid P150, because Ate Bing kindly covered the additional P50 (the chip) for me. My adaptor is currently bandaged with electrical tape. -cry-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll go buy me a laptop bag first though...and..I'm looking into having my laptop repainted...My dear laptop looks so battered now, but I still love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the installation of the broadband lightened the last half of my saturday...the first part didn't go too well because my "date" with Wil so we could catch up on things...was cut short...6__6;...bouts of emo-ness ensued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mooooving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, today...I called Bekha...O___O...well, it was this morning. After I called Wil for a bit. I didn't get to say much xD...and well, I still had to put on my shoes and brush my teeth. I called back Wil right after...well, after I put on my shoes and brushed my teeth...to tell him about it. For some reason, his phone didn't beep for low battery for what seemed like 10 minutes. The reason why I had to put down the phone the first time I called him today was that the phone started beeping...-__-;...but anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nice. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Oh yeah, back on the weekend...because of my feelings of emo-ness last saturday, I had a semi-interesting odd conversation with Tina about me wanting an Isabella. That is to say, I want to have a motherly gay man/transsexual elizabethan-ish clothing wearer (who is freakishly tall) best friend. @__@...I also would want to name it Isabella...after Isabella in Paradise Kiss. The thought of it just comforted me...xD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think I wanted an Isabella to senselessly cry my heart out to...^^;;;...cry my embarassing woes of...love? O__O...or whatever...those feelings i get when i have my period...when my emotions go BLERGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;hmm...last saturday, I...gah, no...&gt;.&gt;;...well, i stayed up until 3am of sunday. I finished watching "The Girl Who Leapt Through Time" &gt;3&lt;;;;; I've read the reading already though...O__O...but...GAH ...I CAN'T JUST PICK 10 events...&gt;.&lt;;;...I still have to weigh the importance... ...I'm getting OC lol &lt;---wow, I use these now. Lately I find that I've been using LOL...and I never really used it. Never gave into it. Until...lately? XD ----- bwaha. ------ William...&gt;3&lt;...I MISS YOU TOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;and YES, I SHALL HAVE YOU MAKE ME THOSE FOODIES THAT YOU BAKE! ROAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;the end. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, WAIT. O___O&lt;br /&gt;must remember. to buy a phone card. Must call Wil's Mom...and greet her a belated happy birthday (Sept. 13)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-7448424264329345709?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7448424264329345709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=7448424264329345709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/7448424264329345709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/7448424264329345709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/09/broadband-kimi-wa-petto-portable-hd.html' title='Broadband! Kimi Wa Petto! Portable HD! @__@'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-1719542687663878830</id><published>2007-09-10T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T07:27:04.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant and share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>Back to school...roar. and other blabberings.</title><content type='html'>Urgh. My first day back to school begins with the guard refusing to let me in. &gt;__&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;I did the usual put-the-wallet-on-the-whatever-you-call-it so it can scan my ID, but then it turns out, something was wrong with the system and everyone is "Out-of-school" even though it's the first day of classes and I ALREADY PAID my tuition. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I wasn't the only one who had the "problem"...it appears everyone did. Good thing I brought my EAF or else I'd have to line up and get a form...like everyone who did not bring their EAFs or O.R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but anywho, moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^__^...after that, I got to talk to William for a minute or so! I only had 3 minutes left in my phonecard...so...I couldn't stay long. If ever, we wouldn't be able to talk much anyway I guess. ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his cousin Abraham is over...and so are the other members of the family I think...X3&lt;br /&gt;everyone was saying HI! an all I could say was, umm, hello to everyone (back)...it was very sweet, hearing them...and of course hearing Wil too, even though uh...he didn't recognize my voice (at first?)...&gt;__&gt;;;;...but that's probably because the line was clear this time! XD because I was using the payphone and not iCall via dial-up...since he sounded sort of amazed that he can hear me. I could hear people talking in the background, though I wasn't so sure who was who. If mattea was there, or moriah, then I must have heard them saying hi again and William sounding cutely semi-annoyed (or embarassed? X3) and saying again that I already said hi and so on . ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another cute thing to note was how...haha, when Wil gave me a *smoooch* on the phone a couple of people seemed to have made fun of him...xD...i heard that before I hung up...I was thinking it's either Mattea (or moriah?) or maybe one of his female cousins, if they were around. I heard someone say "you call that a kiss?" or something. It was very amusing. I can imagine Wil having a sort of "leave-me-alone" semi-embarassed face...must have been adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have loved to be able to talk to them too, if I had more minutes...but ooooh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me happy, hearing them in the background. I feel very...welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can make Wil feel the same someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I feel I'm going to have my period soon. I have been quite cranky the past few days. Maybe even more than cranky. Perhaps, angered VERY easily, especially when provoked by certain ickyness, lol. I've been experiencing abdominal cramps that last for 10 or so seconds, around 1-2 times for two days now. Ugh, It would have been more convenient if it came earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also feel bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, maybe that's just in my head...an excuse for my flabbiness...XDDD&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I hope this term goes well.&lt;br /&gt;really really.&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll nap for a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-1719542687663878830?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1719542687663878830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=1719542687663878830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/1719542687663878830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/1719542687663878830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-to-schoolroar-and-other.html' title='Back to school...roar. and other blabberings.'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-8360154200137972028</id><published>2007-09-07T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T08:11:29.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>MARK THIS DAY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;UNBELIEVABLE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;XDDD ( &lt;---haha, hana yori hang-over, which i finished today)  This day, is full of surprises. discoveries, and revelations.  XD  I love you my OB-people! X3 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;you the man, aren tan! XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tina, karla, and isabelle. i love you guys. lol..........xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to tina, you are "Busy, Lah"? XD -inside joke-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;happy birthday Christelle&lt;/span&gt;...XDD...haha, no wonder those other things had to happen on this day...roflmao X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;to you, I dedicate this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEWgs6YQR9A"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iEWgs6YQR9A" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introduced to us by the wonderful isabelle. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;--RANDOM--&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; for my "mystery lover person"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;XDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;this one's for you! &gt;333 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;*lickiss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;the stuff that happened today cheered me up, for the stuff that happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you, Ate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I just got too hurt that you thought that way, and even after I tried to nurse my hurt feelings to come back for you. When you said that, It really hurt. So I ended up doing what I did. I didn't like what I did though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm glad it wasn't as bad as I could possibly do. I love you Ate.&lt;br /&gt;oh, you're home now.&lt;br /&gt;but you won't be able to read this. I won't tell you. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I really care about you a lot. I want to say I hate you, but I can never really really hate you. And because of that...GAH...you really annoy me. xD because I can't hate you. You are important enough that you. well, that you can easily hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's more is that you're family. haha, i can never get away from you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i'd want to. even if i can. i often get the feelings of wanting to though, especially when you open that machine gun mouth of yours that say lots of hurtful things (which you don't mean all the time)...but yeah...xD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. you're home. and you're eating right now. I'm glad you got home safe.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;JANNA IS OFF TO BED! XD&lt;br /&gt;mwahahaha, to dream of my willyum! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherry fantasies! LOL @ karla, tina, and isabelle &lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-8360154200137972028?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8360154200137972028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=8360154200137972028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/8360154200137972028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/8360154200137972028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/09/mark-this-day.html' title='MARK THIS DAY.'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-4337914480893288864</id><published>2007-09-03T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T16:31:16.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>HATCHIN TRAVELLERS REUNION DAY!!!</title><content type='html'>AMAGADZ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twas so much fun! &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;it would have been nice if i were able to take pictures of the grocery's inside, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The travellers(TM) XD reunion day was a success...true, there were &lt;s&gt;MINOR&lt;/s&gt; casualties (namely our wallets -- I spent almost two weeks worth of my allowance i think @__@ but anyway) it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too bad that a lot of the stuff i ended up buying were umm...not for me...&gt;__&gt;;;;...BRAWR...but whatever...perhaps i'll double it as christmas AAAAND birthday gifts? or something. No complaints people, I just got what I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, when I get money, we'll go back. XD we still HAVE to go eat at one of those stores in little tokyo...or maybe go back to yamazaki's and try the other stuff on the menu. AND WE STILL HAVE TO VISIT THE MANGA STOOOOORE &gt;3&lt;;;;...it's P200 an hour but you can do lots of stuff there. We just looked, didn't touch. I might come back in October...the lady in the cute english maid outfit said they'll request for kaori yuki's Godchild...@___@;;;;;;;...and that by that time, they'd have english manga available too. SO YAY! :D I really hope I have money by then. I'll also make sure to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in school right now, waiting for 5pm to hit, so i can get my coursecard in kaspil2 under sir delupio...and since i don't have my laptop, i can't transfer pictures to post...so i guess i'll just make another entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH...THEY RAN OUT OF PINO ICE CREAM TT________TT -cries-&lt;br /&gt;so i ended up buying stuff that half-killed my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;I did get to buy croquettes :D it's P12 per piece and I got 4 pieces! &lt;br /&gt;but mrawr. I wasn't told i had to cook it on my own. I hope my curry croquettes are still alive in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun being with tina and karla. I'm so glad I told karla about it! I haven't seen her even once for two years! and before that...i didn't see her for...2? 3 years? It was really really really fun. Oh, and I bought DVDS! XD&lt;br /&gt;@__@...some of them are not for me though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time William goes here, I'll take him to hatchin! X3&lt;br /&gt;and little tokyo! and makati cinema square! and yamazaki's! and THE MANGA CAFE! and that shop starting with letter C, whose name i forgot! (amma gonna go back there! i wasn't able to buy anything from there anymore because i already used up most of my monies!) AND SKETCHBOOKS...@____@...with all those neat-o art materials...and awesome but expensive books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I think when that time comes though, it would be me and him going back...maybe it won't be in the very near future...maybe it's...after i graduate and go back here for a vacation or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh, but whatever. It's gonna be fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'd like him to meet karla. and perhaps karla's boyfriend too. I haven't met him yet, but i think Wil and Kael would get along. They seem to be pretty similar, at some point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;...I wanna go to timezone and shoot zombies...XD &lt;--random&lt;br /&gt;it would be nice if my AC friends can meet teh willyum too. it would be fun.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried calling before I left the house, and after I got here in dlsu but no one was answering. Hopefully things are fine. I'll just tell of my escapade next time ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and wow, it was around the same time last year.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, what I was doing, exactly a year ago. Was I with you, William? and tina and isabelle too? or was it just me and you? or you+me+tina. I'd like to know. I lost my old phone where i took notes of it. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;karla likes cooking mama too.&lt;br /&gt;mraw. i want A DS-LITE.&lt;br /&gt;and a wii.&lt;br /&gt;AND THOSE NEIL GAIMAN BOOKS IN SKETCHBOOKS. and the sketchbooks in sketchbooks. and the art materials. AND THE I,VAN GOGH book. -faints-&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;fun fun XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;TINA DEL PRADO, YOU OWE US AUNTIE ANNE's PRETZELS! &gt;3&lt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU TRIIIIIIIIIICKED MEEEEEEEEEEEE~ EBIL&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tis it for now :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-4337914480893288864?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4337914480893288864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=4337914480893288864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/4337914480893288864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/4337914480893288864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/09/hatchin-travellers-reunion-day.html' title='HATCHIN TRAVELLERS REUNION DAY!!!'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-7839879635760783428</id><published>2007-09-02T18:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T19:34:46.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna go to a sushi bar O3O</title><content type='html'>I'm currently craving for some sushi now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaand, I WANT TO GO TO HATCHIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and buy lots and lots of croquettes...and some pino ice cream...and some bento boxes...and chopsticks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to go! ^__^ tina and I will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*janna has been interrupted by a phonecall that lasted 23 minutes (6:49-7:12pm)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TINA AND I WILL MEET UP AT THE MRT STATION AT 9:30AM...O___O We're going to HATCHIN TOMORROW! YAY! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fufufufufufu...X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; now i leave you with the sushi bar song lyrics by shonen knife :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi, sushi, sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Going to a sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Sushi, sushi, sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Going to a sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Sushi, sushi, sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Going to a sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Sushi, sushi, sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Going to a sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to a sushi bar.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hamachi, Ika, Ebi, Tako.&lt;br /&gt;Maguro, Kaibashira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about this Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anago, Uni, Toro, Natto.&lt;br /&gt;Unagi, Akagai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, how nice!&lt;br /&gt;Healthy menu.&lt;br /&gt;It's my favorite Japanese meal.&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, colorful art of the food.&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful Japanese meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi, sushi, sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Going to a sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Sushi, sushi, sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Going to a sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to a sushi bar.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikura, Battera, Salmon.&lt;br /&gt;Tamago, Saladamaki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one shall I order first?&lt;br /&gt;I just can't choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kappa, Anakyu, Tekka.&lt;br /&gt;Sayori, Kazunoko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, Let's eat a healthy menu.&lt;br /&gt;It's a famous Japanese meal.&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, let's drink hot green tea After a Japanese meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sushi, sushi, sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Going to a sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Sushi, sushi, sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Going to a sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Sushi, sushi, sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Going to a sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Sushi, sushi, sushi bar!&lt;br /&gt;Going to a sushi bar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-7839879635760783428?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7839879635760783428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=7839879635760783428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/7839879635760783428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/7839879635760783428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-wanna-go-to-sushi-bar-o3o_02.html' title='I wanna go to a sushi bar O3O'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-8572776164367948460</id><published>2007-08-30T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T22:27:07.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant and share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='informative'/><title type='text'>*GASP* new entry! -edited- added doodle</title><content type='html'>Just thinking back on the entries I've written so far...well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, my my. I've been very emo lately. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o___o...it's scaring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yay! emo days are semi-over! I'm happy happy again, sort of. But that's prolly because I had me a piece of chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I label my entries such and such, but I don't really know if they're supposed to really have that label...o__o...I'm not good at classifying and labeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my 5-axial clinical diagnosis of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Axis I : Cyclothymia&lt;br /&gt;Axis II: Borderline PD (with a possible comorbidity with Schizotypal PD? that is, if it's allowable to have Cluster A disorders mix with Cluster B disorders...XD)&lt;br /&gt;Axis III: Asthmatic Bronchitis&lt;br /&gt;Axis IV: Interpersonal Relationships (Family, Friends, Love? o__O)&lt;br /&gt;Axis V:  81-90 - Absent or minimal symptoms, generally satisfied with life, no more than everyday problems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I'm just TOO lazy to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----another random thing------&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I doodled. XD well, it wasn't supposed to be just a doodle. I was actually planning on making a deviation and upload it on my dA. but bleh. I'll prolly post it sometime :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XqAs6FXpuNw/RtZFRMlGMmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7wEFdX7FkfQ/s1600-h/moo+jannanimals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XqAs6FXpuNw/RtZFRMlGMmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7wEFdX7FkfQ/s320/moo+jannanimals.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104343389407949410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;EDIT: Well, here's my doodle! X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay break! short break but break nonetheless. I still havta go to school on saturday though. =3=&lt;br /&gt;early coursecards for kaspil 2, under Sir Delupio. Hopefully things turn out well. Rar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday I passed the groupwork for Philper (which I basically just did on my own...@__@) and that final quiz take home paper for that same subject (which kinda was driving me crazy, really). I don't think I did the paper right, the individual take home one that is.  I hope Sir Apolega would have mercy on me though. I'm active in class discussions! (when hardly anyone talked. I guess it helped that I have this habit of blabbering to myself out loud)...plus, Kate and I were basically just the ones who did the other group papers we had to pass. I really have no clue on how my grade would turn out. He didn't give us our midterm grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also worried about QUALRES since we never received our midterm grades, but Hopefully, that's HOPEFULLY it turns out alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my coursecard in Relstri yesterday, and I got a 3.0...@__@...which is lucky, considering I was goofing off half of the time. So that means if I really gave it my all I would have gotten higher. But then Sir really demands a lot. =3=...so...I'm happy with the 3. I hope I get at least a 3.0 in Biopsych too. And in Kaspil2. and GAH! please please Philper too...at least make me pass philper! and Qualres! TT___TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrawr. Anywho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into LSAIDE! despite...having only 2 terms left. I got into the Special Projects Committee, and that means...I get to be creative! Or, well, I'd at least be somehow pressured to revive my dying creativity and exercise my @rT s&gt;IiI_LZ! XDDD yay on that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hrm, I have thesis to worry about for this term though, and relsfor, and histciv, and clinpsy, and psycho2, and indpsyc @__________@...GAH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;___&lt;...challenge, Janna. yes. challenge. YOU CAN DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, right. RIGHT. OF COURSE ! X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going back on the LSAIDE thing. It's sad that only 3 people passed SPC, and I don't know the other 2. Abby got tense during her interview so...*sigh* I really would have wanted to be able to work with Abby for LSAIDE .__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, she has her other affiliations to worry about anyway. AND OUR THESIS TOO...X3&lt;br /&gt;Abby is my thesis mate. We're still thinking...whether we're gonna allow a "third party" in our marriage (thesis...XD). We've had proposals...but I dunno. We've also had BAD experiences in the past. Traumatic ones. So I'd rather just have the two of us than end up going crazy mad and frustrated at the third member. Kung pwede lang na apat na tao in a group, I'd have wanted to stick to our Qualres group. I love working with them. It gets...tense, but...we ACTUALLY do something. And we have our yahoogroups. Twas VERY helpful :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have wanted to drag Hanya along...for the thesis group. But I never got to ask her...she prolly has someone now, and I wouldn't wanna be a contra-bida of sorts and steal her away. I know she's a hardworker, so...I don't know. I feel that some people may take advantage of her and leave her doing the work on her own...and being the nice hanya that she is, she'll just bear with it. I hope she gets nice thesis mates. I love hanya :3 she's one of my first friends in DLSU. Circumstances just pulled us away, but we remain friends. I really wish I had taken her away back then and semi-forced her to join me in ROTC...that way she wouldn't have been unhappy. I'll really miss hanya when I leave...and...hmm, I'll always have this regret that I didn't get to be with her much, when I know I would have gotten to know her more and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brawr. anyway. I'm off to breakfast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-8572776164367948460?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8572776164367948460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=8572776164367948460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/8572776164367948460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/8572776164367948460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/08/gasp-new-entry.html' title='*GASP* new entry! -edited- added doodle'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XqAs6FXpuNw/RtZFRMlGMmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7wEFdX7FkfQ/s72-c/moo+jannanimals.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-8457897898815574655</id><published>2007-08-24T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T09:40:20.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a game of pretend'/><title type='text'>Pretentious</title><content type='html'>People who have their loved ones missing must really have it hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They disappeared, and you don't know where to find them. So many things could have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are stuck between mourning, thinking they may have died and would never ever come back, and being hopeful, being positive...waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult to wait, be in between, to keep positive, keep hoping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then through your waiting, you find them. somehow you find them. but they don't notice you. they can't hear you. they don't know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened? Maybe, you're dead. That's why they don't notice you anymore. Maybe, they're dead. Maybe they're someone else. Maybe you've been imagining everything all this time. Maybe they never knew you. It was all in your head. Maybe they never existed. No one else knew them except you. It was all in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something must have changed. Someone is playing tricks on you. They'll have you believe you are crazy. That you were delusional. You were having visual, auditory, gustatory, and sensory hallucinations. You're schizophrenic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They never knew you, no one knew them. You just made it up.&lt;br /&gt;You, are stressed.&lt;br /&gt;You need to relax.&lt;br /&gt;You're talking crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-8457897898815574655?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/8457897898815574655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=8457897898815574655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/8457897898815574655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/8457897898815574655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/08/pretentious.html' title='Pretentious'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-3802689318353020355</id><published>2007-08-19T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T11:10:48.020+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>Still worried + Mattea's email + Bleach Quiz + Word Vomit</title><content type='html'>I'm still very very worried about Will, since I haven't at all heard from him in around 3 days now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a message from Mattea today, and well...she's back...and safe too. It's too bad she only got to go to an internet cafe once, so she didn't get to read my reply to her. If she did, I could have had a chance to see her, since they stayed in Manila for a night and went to the mall she says. She also told me she might be going back to the Philippines this January, if she doesn't have a shooting tournament. So maybe I could see her by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it would be nice if I could see her brother too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she didn't mention anything about Will, so wherever he is, I guess they don't know. So even if I tried calling the Brandons, I don't think they could tell me where he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up messaging Dan today, and Cole yesterday to ask about Will. The last time we talked, he was going to contact Dan. I don't know if he got to. I'm really worried about him. I don't want to hope anymore, but I really wish I could get a reply today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to take my mind of that again...I took that Bleach test! that one in Christelle's and Niki's page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/view.php?action=retrieve&amp;id=109"&gt;&lt;img src="http://guru.theotaku.com/results/109_Rukia.jpg" alt="Quiz Result Provided By: theOtaku.com." border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/view.php?action=retrieve&amp;amp;id=109"&gt;What Bleach Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosted by theOtaku.com: &lt;a href="http://www.theotaku.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Done right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...I got rukia. Hmm, well, actually the first that I got was Uryuu...but that was just because in the last question, I answered I'm a stuffed animal. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer to the second to the last question was "fuzzy" but when I changed it to lunch, since I think I'm currently hungry, I got uruhara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when I stuck with all my real answers, and also stuck with girl, I got rukia. so umm...hmm...^__^; either way, be it Uryuu, Uruhara, or Rukia, I'm fine with all of them. Actually I wanted to see Kon's so I picked the stuffed animal one...but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to get rukia hair once, and I think there was a day when my hair was a tiny bit similar. But then that was a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now speaking of a year ago...It's almost been a year. Since we saw each other. Now I'm getting sad again. ^__^;...It doesn't help that I'm all worried right now too. I really hope he's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Someday, I really would want to be rich. By rich I mean that I can afford mostly all that I need, and I can live comfortably...and afford to travel here and there from time to time. I also want to have a stable, well profiting job. I want to be able to provide well for my family. I want to be rich, and stable...so that I can really just  decide on my own...so it won't be a big deal who I end up with and what they do for a living. I want to do art in my free time, I want to have a neat-big-enough-house, I want to have a library -- and we'll put all those mangas in there, plus neil gaiman books and so on. I want to be rich and powerful enough to protect those who I love...so that no one could just pick on us or whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;...And so that those who had treated him badly...those who looked down on him could no longer do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Wil is a really talented guy, and a hardworking one at that. He's had a series of bad events happen in his life, but there he is, going along and not giving up. Though things are not going so well right now...I...oh just. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I want to be strong enough to hold him up in the times when he needs it most. For that guy who has loved me without really asking for anything. that guy who would keep all his worries to himself so I don't get bothered. Who is willing to cook and clean for me, brush my hair, put his hair up in pigtails and take pictures just to make me smile, and perhaps be tied up helpless and submit to my whim (lol XD &lt;--janna fantasy?)...I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I have no more words, I can't exactly say what I'd want to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I love you, William Anthony McGillivray. Wherever you are, please be safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-3802689318353020355?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/3802689318353020355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=3802689318353020355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/3802689318353020355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/3802689318353020355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/08/still-worried-matteas-email-bleach-quiz.html' title='Still worried + Mattea&apos;s email + Bleach Quiz + Word Vomit'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-5616802687009677927</id><published>2007-08-18T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T18:59:43.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>Whoa...NSO person just knocked at our door</title><content type='html'>I was asked questions by an NSO person just now...for the 2008 census.&lt;br /&gt;That was...&lt;br /&gt;interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a bit scary. I mean, she was asking me stuff. and I usually don't just give out information like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the end she placed that sticker thingy on our door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be difficult doing that kind of work. It's still kind of rainy. And it's already dark out. Well, I hope she'd be alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-5616802687009677927?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/5616802687009677927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=5616802687009677927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/5616802687009677927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/5616802687009677927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/08/whoanso-person-just-knocked-at-our-door.html' title='Whoa...NSO person just knocked at our door'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-6990686949132226393</id><published>2007-08-18T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T18:43:50.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='informative'/><title type='text'>I just realized...I CAN'T REPLY TO COMMENTS! GAH! TT__TT;</title><content type='html'>I just just just REALIZED, that when someone posts a comment on your blog entry in blogger, you CAN'T reply to them directly! You would have to go and REPLY TO YOUR OWN entry and HOPE that they check back to see them. Ugh. How annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should have made my blogging come back in tabulas...or in my old LJ...or Philosophy.NU...or VOX...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well. Le Sigh. &gt;__&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this out when I saw that I had comments on my entries, and planned on replying to Christelle...but...GAH! there was no such option. -cry-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to reply on that comment she made on the happy meal I bought. Since I couldn't reply...I just commented on my blog entry. Bleh. &gt;__&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...because of that happy meal comment, I remember I had a dream this morning! Regarding that happy meal toy of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was weird since it looked a bit different, but anyway...basically I broke it due to constant pushing of the button. And well, it wasn't supposed to do that! Right? because it was new, and it's not like I really handled it roughly. So, I was going to McDonald's to have it changed...but then I didn't know where my receipt was, and well...couldn't find it. So...I lied...to the McDonalds people. I just came there and pretended that it was my sister's...and I don't have the receipt...and that my mom sent me there. Well, they already changed the happy meal, so the lady offered to change it to this squirty toy, and she squirted water on me...and I was said, uhh, don't you have the pokemon ones anymore? I think I also said something about it's raining and she got me wet and stuff...but anyway...hmm...well, I sort of went teary eyed for my "little sister" who still wants to keep her pokemon thingy, so they just made me keep both. And they also gave me all sorts of stuff. Balloon toys, or something...and well, i know there was other stuff. I kind of felt guilty but whatever. I think before I went out they discovered that I lied, and...oh...now I forgot. But I know it was a weird dream...and there was a pirate ship...and this creature that braids stuff...and I know there was some sort of mythology in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really did change the happy meal toys now. It's those surfing penguins. @__@&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen the toys up close, but I saw the tarpaulin banner when I got picked up the other day, when classes got suspended again. I was going to go to McDonalds for breakfast, since I was hungry but then I couldn't go there because it was FLOODING outside...TT__TT; *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry.&lt;br /&gt;...well, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH! I'm still very worried about Will! TT3TT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-6990686949132226393?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6990686949132226393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=6990686949132226393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/6990686949132226393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/6990686949132226393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-just-realizedi-cant-reply-to-comments.html' title='I just realized...I CAN&apos;T REPLY TO COMMENTS! GAH! TT__TT;'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-6693330100282763740</id><published>2007-08-18T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T11:01:08.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant and share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>Where are you? TT___TT</title><content type='html'>Sonnet XLV&lt;br /&gt;By Pablo Neruda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don’t go too far off, not even for a day, because –&lt;br /&gt;because – I don’t know how to say it: a day is long&lt;br /&gt;and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station&lt;br /&gt;when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t leave me, even for an hour, because&lt;br /&gt;then the little drops of anguish will all run together,&lt;br /&gt;the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift&lt;br /&gt;into me, choking my lost heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;&lt;br /&gt;may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t leave me for a second, my dearest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because in the moment you’ll have gone so far&lt;br /&gt;I’ll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,&lt;br /&gt;Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I haven't heard from Will for what may have already been two days, and I'm worried. Things haven't really been going too well for him, economically speaking. I know he's probably most likely alright, but I can't help but be worried. I know I'm sounding like a love-sick creature, and it's probably disgusting...but...I don't mind, not so much. William, wherever you are, YOU BETTER BE EATING WELL, YOU...YOU BOY PERSON YOU! &gt;__&lt;...AND LET ME KNOW YOU'RE ALIVE AND DOING ALRIGHT! I'm getting freakishly paranoid here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, on a lighter note, I got a message from Walter! Wil's cute little brother, who isn't so little anymore now that he's 15. They don't look alike much, since Walter looks like he takes after his dad in terms of looks, but they DO SOUND ALIKE...@__@...so that's...whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, He makes me think of my favorite cousin, Renz, who is about the same age...or a year older. Oh wait, no, I guess Walter is the same age as Queenie, and Mattea is the one who is as old as Renzie....but going back, I received an email from him. It's only around a two-liner message but it made me happy. He also wanted me to reply soon, so I did. It did help me worry a bit less about Will. Walter told me that Mattea is already going back from the Philippines and would be arriving at 1am (their time, i suppose). It's too bad I didn't get to see Mattea...who looks like she takes after their mom...who then looks like Wil too...@3@;...so seeing Mattea would be kind of like seeing a bit of Wil, only...as a girl...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on Mattea, did I ever tell anyone of you (whoever is reading this) that she's really good at shooting? as in with a gun...@_@...she's actually a champion...and she'd most likely get college scholarship because of that. She also told me something about participating in the Beijing Olympics. and that's just. WOW. so cool! X3 I hope it pushes through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGH! I'M BEING ATTACKED BY FEROCIOUS EVIL MOSQUITOES! TT_______________TT&lt;br /&gt;AND THEY JUST...DON'T APPEAR TO BE DYING! WAAAAAA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILLIAM! Where are you? TT___TT;...hmm...perhaps I should have asked Walter in that email. I really hope you're okay. I love you, you crazy. &gt;__&gt;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-6693330100282763740?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/6693330100282763740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=6693330100282763740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/6693330100282763740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/6693330100282763740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/08/where-are-you-tttt.html' title='Where are you? TT___TT'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-191405319179987290</id><published>2007-08-12T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T12:40:42.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant and share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='informative'/><title type='text'>Good Bye Domokun, Hello New Layout! + Love is like a heat wave song</title><content type='html'>Well, there. A new layout. I've been switching again and again yesterday up until today, but for now I think I'll stick with this pink and black one. I'm not a big fan of pink, but it's alright. It looks neat. So let's just say this layout would be a tribute to my girl-ness. Oh, and just to share, this layout was the layout of the day in blogskins last January 31st, the day I turned 20...haha, that's one of the reasons I picked this I guess. Since I couldn't find a suitable one. I wanted this layout with this cute emo boy and girl, but the...well, that area where you view your journal entries just seems to be too small for me. I think I like it better when the space is a bit wider, than if it's all cramped. I also found this very colorful rainbow-y cute layout, but there's just the graphics take long to load (for me)...so in the end I ended up settling for this one. I also had similar problems when I looked for a kogepan layout...so there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be using this one for sometime. I made a new site counter too, since I don't feel like using the old one. I did say this is somewhat like a new blog...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song currently featured is the song "(Love is like a) Heat Wave" sung by shonen knife. It's actually an old song back in the 60's, but anyway...that one there to the left is the shonen knife version. It's...cute. Like other shonen knife songs. I got to hear it for the first time yesterday, while checking out the lyrics of the Sushi Bar song. I saw a link to the lyrics and then searched my shonen knife album downloads folder and I found that I have it. And so I played it. Aaaand. I liked it. I found myself humming and going la la la~ and doing a song and dance number in my head. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my current theme song for this moment, possibly because I'm in a lighter, somewhat happy and gay mood. Heat wave can be found in Shonen Knife's 1996 album, Birds and the B-sides. If I get unlazy-fied, I might blog about shonen knife as I mentioned in yesterdays blog entry. Along with other stuff I'm currently into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i think there's something wrong with the Heat Wave song I embedded...seems to be lacking the first parts. Well, I guess I'll just change it sometime. For now, i'll just leave it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tis it for now! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-191405319179987290?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/191405319179987290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=191405319179987290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/191405319179987290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/191405319179987290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/08/good-bye-domokun-hello-new-layout-love.html' title='Good Bye Domokun, Hello New Layout! + Love is like a heat wave song'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-7773553556342034458</id><published>2007-08-11T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T20:24:46.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant and share'/><title type='text'>Rawr. That just reminds me...Domokun, I'd have to let you go! TT__TT</title><content type='html'>I &lt;s&gt;like&lt;/s&gt;...no, I guess you can say LOVE domokun...that is, taking a look at my domokun layout, you could say i find him neat. Oh but Alas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the layout and edited it in my dad's office, and I was using IE as my browser then...so I didn't know that the domokun layout did not appear right when the browser is firefox. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use firefox. I hardly use IE anymore. I only use it when I really just need to. It doesn't really work right when I use the internet in school, and I think most of my internet/computing life is spent there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to let you go, Domokun layout. It's been short but sweet. You'll have to go bye bye soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! just WHY CAN'T YOU WORK IN MOZILLA...TT__TT;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no expert in html codes so I don't know how to fix youuuuu...huhuhu...but oh well. Maybe next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, I guess I'll go check out Kogepan now. X3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-7773553556342034458?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/7773553556342034458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=7773553556342034458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/7773553556342034458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/7773553556342034458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/08/rawr-that-just-reminds-medomokun-id.html' title='Rawr. That just reminds me...Domokun, I&apos;d have to let you go! TT__TT'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-72531958779249513</id><published>2007-08-11T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T20:12:41.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journal-bloggy-ly entry'/><title type='text'>I'm feeling fuzzy...XD...no, not fuzzy lumpkins, like...no...that's just...no... i mean the warm fuzzy kind! (not that i have anything against fuzzy)</title><content type='html'>I'm really happy today. My chest feels a lot lighter, and by that I don't mean my semi-barely-existing-boobs shrunk or anything. I guess you could say that some feelings that have been making me feel down has cleared. All troubles haven't cleared up yet, and I still have a number of stuff to worry about, which are mainly school related...BUT, it's a lot better now. I feel hopeful again, and determined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope, that I can continue rekindling a sense of meaning and hope to those who need it, especially to those who I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't manage to talk directly...I guess I'm still kind of shy when it comes to expressing my thoughts and feelings at times. I don't expect people would get to read this, but well...I don't know. I cried for a bit today, but after it all, I felt much better. My feeling better can't just be attributed to releasing those salty things. I have someone to thank for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really nice how, when you achieve feeling better...you also cause other people to feel good again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, today I received an email from Mattea, Wil's sister. She's in bohol right now, on a mission trip. She seems to be enjoying. I have to remember to reply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I could get a chance to see her, maybe if she stays in Manila long enough for me to meet up with her. I'd really try to go out of my way to do so, if it would mean it's possible for us to meet. Other than wanting to just really meet her to get to know her and talk to her personally , perhaps one of the reasons I want to see her is because...it would be like...I'm seeing her brother in some way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with the guy &lt;---ACK. I SAID IT. *melts* &gt;////&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and it's not like we'd see each other very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and umm, I guess if ever I do get to see her, that would mean I can finally send the stuffies I wanted to send to him. Like that naruto happy meal ruler and pen and shuriken thingy that I actually considered keeping for myself, hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, ho, now what...I guess I'll end this for now. I'm still trying to get used to blogging again, since I haven't really done that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, I might talk about:&lt;br /&gt; Happy Meals. &lt;br /&gt; Shonen Knife. &lt;br /&gt; Ergo Proxy.&lt;br /&gt; and Millipedes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD or, I might go random again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-72531958779249513?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/72531958779249513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=72531958779249513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/72531958779249513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/72531958779249513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-feeling-fuzzyxdno-not-fuzzy-lumpkins.html' title='I&apos;m feeling fuzzy...XD...no, not fuzzy lumpkins, like...no...that&apos;s just...no... i mean the warm fuzzy kind! (not that i have anything against fuzzy)'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-1929319099695812846</id><published>2007-08-09T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T17:02:56.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='informative'/><title type='text'>Hello again, World. I've blogged.</title><content type='html'>You know what? This is actually a new blog now. I've changed the URL of the one containing my entries for my philosophy subject back in 2005, and claimed the sensicalnonsenicalities.blogspot url for this one, so other people won't end up in a page-cannot-be-displayed page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well. I decided to keep a journal again. That is to say, I decided to actually try and blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I don't know what to say! XD But whatever. I still have to edit the other sections of my layout...fix the links section...add this and that...hopefully I get that done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. and yay for Domo-kun! I would have wanted a kogepan layout...but then Domo-kun is neat-o too...so...again, YAY! DOMO-KUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-1929319099695812846?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/1929319099695812846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=1929319099695812846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/1929319099695812846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/1929319099695812846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-again-world-ive-blogged.html' title='Hello again, World. I&apos;ve blogged.'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7974342907035721008.post-4516443829837640647</id><published>2007-08-09T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T12:12:17.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant and share'/><title type='text'>A janna blog entry after...foreverness of non-blogging</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile since I've made an entry.&lt;br /&gt;...well, not that you can really consider around a whole year +++ to be just "awhile". I'm a very frustrated person. and it doesn't feel very nice that I could not so easily talk about things I'd want to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have around...1...2...3...no, what? 5 blogging accounts? and I don't really write entries at all. Just to try and recall...I have 2 livejournal accounts, GTReiko and Reikoku_na...I have a tabulas one...I think that's reikoku_na too, although I must admit I don't really know for sure anymore...and then there's...this one, in blogger...and technically I have 3 in blogger though I only log in using one account name...and then there's the journal in deviantArt...I know I also have one in philosophy.nu? aaand, one in vox...so that's how many in total? 6? or around 8 if you include the other 3 (now make that 4, if i include the very first one...i was testing it out...so that would make it 9 then?) in blogger also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My writing skills, assuming I even had one, have been deteriorating. Same goes for my drawings skills, again...assuming I even had one to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow feel envious with how other people can freely write their thoughts and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just awhile ago I got into reading some friend's journal entries...I was very much amused, reading those entries...but I guess at the same time I started feeling bad. I can't seem to write down my thoughts as well as that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been preoccupied with things where I haven't been making any progress. I'm in a slump. I totally don't like it, and yet I'm not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to yell out loud. I want to be random and uncalculating, bold and sure of myself. I want to clear my head. I want, so much, that I cannot accomplish anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's to become of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should go out, sometime. Talking to myself gets old. Such a crazy loner emo-creature I am. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW! In OTHER NEWS! x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a happy meal toy! YAY! I got it yesterday for breakfast, while waiting to get picked up at McDo since classes were cancelled and I was in school...and they we're already closing and they sent me away! -cry-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XqAs6FXpuNw/Rr6H6XfBddI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-x1zyFZSQ9Y/s1600-h/08092007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XqAs6FXpuNw/Rr6H6XfBddI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-x1zyFZSQ9Y/s320/08092007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097661265036277202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ANYWAY it's...pikachu...o.o...the toy that is...it's a top thingy...and AND A BALLPEN AT THE SAME TIME! and the ink just flows like...wooow~ I'll go take a picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really cute...At first I never really planned on buying one. I wanted to get me that naruto happy meal (even though I'm not a big fan of naruto) because it has this...this ruler...and this pen...and this...this ninja star shuriken toy thing...@.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I don't feel so down anymore. Talking about my happy meal made me happy hyper crazy la di da. X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, will this be the start of Janna's prolific blogging blogger-ness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see. Most likely not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7974342907035721008-4516443829837640647?l=sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/feeds/4516443829837640647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7974342907035721008&amp;postID=4516443829837640647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/4516443829837640647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7974342907035721008/posts/default/4516443829837640647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sensicalnonsensicalities.blogspot.com/2007/08/jannas.html' title='A janna blog entry after...foreverness of non-blogging'/><author><name>drifting reverie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14044324552405413137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v245/reikokuna/swing.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XqAs6FXpuNw/Rr6H6XfBddI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-x1zyFZSQ9Y/s72-c/08092007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
